Chapter 183 - Charity (1) (1/2)

The beautiful snowflakes fluttered down like diamonds as I bored into the scene outside my window. Although the temperature regulator was working perfectly fine, the air felt chilly from the atmosphere of the room. It was no wonder since our classmates were encountered with a newly formed school event at such short notice.

”A charity event,” Allan sighed.

”This weekend,” Charles joined in.

”At least we still have five days to prepare for them,” Ellen tried to comfort Allan.

”We still need to choose which charity to sponsor, where to have the event and other small details,” Alex took the lead.

”My mansion is open,” Luke volunteered.

”Mine as well,” Charles wrote his name down.

Everything was done in two pairs ever since the witch hunt in the fall. This meant the class was splitting into two to carry out the school event. Before I could even think of meddling, Luke and I were paired with Alex and Shelly since we were the closest in the same fraction in this room.

Since it wasn't fair to the other class who had harder practical missions, the school arranged easier missions more frequently for our class. So instead of conducting missions twice a year, we had one for every season. But I wasn't complaining because it was a way to earn more points easily.

”Why don't we visit some charities to decide which one to sponsor?” I thought of this as a chance to explore more of the first district.

”That's not a bad idea,” Shelly agreed.

”We already have a list from the school to choose from,” Alex said as if it was a waste of time.

”But do we really know them from reading all the brochures?” I refuted.

”I think we really need to understand them to help them better,” I pushed my idea.

”But when do we have the time? We still have classes to attend while carrying out this mission?” Alex asked me for a solution.

”Then I'll go with Shelly without you,” I casually shrugged.

If they were too busy, I could go visit the charities without them. I wanted to know how the average person in the first district lived. I knew the world I lived in was different from them from visiting the mall filled with automated robots to purchase some candles. Plus, the secret hideout was in a middle class area, which resembled the dorm rooms with some additional features.

It was frustrating to be stuck in one area and unable to explore the rest of the vast world. It was like I was living my entire life for the school. Maybe I was feeling more depressed since I had to move out of that luxurious room after I 'recovered' a month ago. Once I experienced the special treatment, it was hard to go back to my prior room.

”I'm not against visiting the charities,” Luke surprised both Alex and me.

”But that's after we finish our usual routine from attending classes and our study sessions,” he added.