Chapter 8

When I woke up, I was in the infirmary.

Beside me was that tanned man, the man who had caused me to end up in the infirmary.

"Student, you're awake."

He seemed to have been watching me, observing when I would wake up.

I nodded while lying on the bed.

"Chief Instructor, do I need to go back for training?"

He shook his head, "No need."

Great, I want to sleep, sleep to death, sleep until the end of time.

Seeing me fall asleep in a second, he laughed.

"You're quite carefree. Aren't you going to ask why I'm not letting you go?"

I mumbled with my eyes closed.

"Isn't it because you caused this?"

He shook my shoulder, and I opened my eyes. In front of me was a phone, with the screen showing my bed.

On the bed, there was clearly a pair of men's underwear thrown there!

I widened my eyes.

"My bed!?"

He nodded.

I finally understood, "So you pulled me out of class for this?"

He nodded again.

"Why are you helping me?"

That pair of men's underwear looked a bit wrinkled, not new. If Emma went back to the dorm and saw it, with her big mouth, probably the whole school would say I was a pervert.

His eyes were really beautiful. I just looked for a moment and didn't want to look away.

He didn't shy away either, looking back at me.

I suddenly remembered, "You're not the back door my brother found for me, are you?"

He gave me a sincere and natural smile.

"Ethan, that's my name."