Before I could delve deeper into that thought, Kagami interrupted me. "By the way, who's your opponent for the grand festival?"
I glanced over at him as another plate of steak was brought to his table. It was hard to believe anyone could eat that much and still be hungry. But then again, this was Kagami.
"Man, finding a proper opponent this semester was quite the hassle," he continued, tearing into the steak with enthusiasm.
"You know, the second-year who was supposed to face me hurriedly filed a resignation letter with the council after finding out I was his opponent… and now most of them avoid me."
I chuckled. "You do look scary, and your recent improvements make you a whole lot scarier."
With how often Kagami trained in the public grounds, it wasn't a surprise.
He was almost a spectacle at this point. I'd even heard some seniors talk about the explosions of bluish-white light they'd seen during his sessions.
