25 Squad 13 4 (1/2)

Four weeks had passed.

Most students had fully recovered with a week remaining of their adjustment period. The vacant lot behind the medical ward was noisy. Dimitri and Han were sparring with their weapons.

'Han, win!”

Kuro cheered from the back. He had grown very tall. He was about a palms length taller than Han.

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He had a firm and athletic body like a black leopard, but his gentle and soft hearted eyes remained the same. The main distinguishing difference was that he now had white hair. His white hair complimented his dark skin very well.

”Bring it! Dimitri!”

”What a good rehabilitation exercise!”

Dimitri boisterously laughed while spinning his wooden sword. Han whipped his spear in the air. Their weapons clashed in regular intervals. Rather than a spar, they looked like they were dancing with their weapons. Their movements seemed to be like one entity.

”You're not bad.”

The both of them didn't have much intent to physically hit each other. It was only a light sparring match between the two. If they really got seriously injured, it would mess up the date they would be officially transferred into year 2.

”What a vulgar way to fight. We're psykers, you dum dums.”

Simon said while standing below a tree's shadow.

He thought it was an eyesore watching Han and Dimitri spar against one another. He was in the middle of training his psychic skills by floating the leaves around himself.

'My body feels light. I have so much strength left over.'

Han laughed while attacking with his spear in opposite hands each time.

Han had finished his rehabilitation the fastest out of everyone. His physical body was the strongest out of everyone here. He had also recorded the fastest reflexes out of everyone.

”I won't let you have it easy next time, Han.”

Dimitri threw his wooden sword aside and said. Sweat was falling from his muscular body.

The youths felt stares coming from the third floor of the medical ward windows. The people peering down were wearing the second year training uniforms. Simon recognized them and spoke.

”They're the squad commanders of second year. The second years receive training in squads. Squads who are short in number would come to pick a new member from the new transfers.

The reality that they were going to be transferred into year 2 finally weighed down on their shoulders. The second years watched them with sharp glares before leaving after awhile.

Han put on his training uniform that he had thrown off and then looked toward the second years.

The five week grace period had ended. The new transfers were assigned to different squads after the squad commanders' meeting.

The second years had a total of twelve squads. They were teammates and classmates. Each squad had a total of four to ten individuals. Han and Kuro joined the seventh squad. The squad commander for the seventh squad was a Japanese youth named Kato Souki. Kato was a sharp minded individual with narrow eyes.

”I'm the squad leader of the seventh squad, Kato Souki.”

Kato spoke with a stony voice. The members of squad 7 glared toward Kuro and Han.

'The air is totally different than the time in first year.'

The faces and bodies of squad 7 sported many injuries. They repeatedly trained while holding actual combat matches.