Broken Possessors of Infinite Regression Academy

As final exams wrapped up, and the corrections and grading periods concluded, the last lecture of the 16-week curriculum arrived. It was also time for the second break in this world.

As usual, Erestica gave an appropriately grand speech, followed by Laura, who delivered hers in a similar fashion. With cheers, students began to prepare to leave for home.

Unlike summer break, this time, hardly anyone stayed in the dorms. Nobles and commoners alike packed their bags and returned to their hometowns, as they’d need to relocate to new dorms when classes resumed the following year. It made more sense to clear out and enjoy a break at home than to stay on campus and have to move belongings around later.

The dorms became bustling with servants arriving to collect their masters, wagons loaded with luggage, and dimensional magic enabling smoother travel.

We were some of the few who weren’t in any rush. We gathered in the club room, waiting until most of the other students, servants, and wagons had left before finally packing up to go.@@novelbin@@

“This time, I chose peach flavor. Aren’t you excited?” Erestica remarked cheerfully.

“…Yes, I suppose so.”

I was the only one delayed, held back in the director’s office.

Erestica clung to me, embracing me with a force that could crush a knight’s bones. The alchemical kitchen nearby was brewing a pink-tinged pudding, in line with her declaration that she had chosen peach flavor. One of the ingredients was something she had just freshly squeezed from me.