Chapter 9

Mira wiped the sweat on her face as she took a seat on the bench. She leaned against Azarias, making herself comfortable. She was still in disbelief that she spent the whole practice time in a daze, making the guys protest that she almost ruined their faces. She almost hit their faces repeatedly.

"Want some water?" Azarias smiled in amusement as he handed a bottle of water.

Mira blinked, she looked at the bottle of water and snatched it, gulping it down in haste. She hadn't realized how dry her throat was.

"Why did you do it?" She but her lips, her eye twitched slightly.

Erwin, who was sitting in front of her had a temporary look of confusion. However, that sort of innocent look wouldn't easily fool Mira. She harrumphed coldly.

"I was just lucky, I guess." Erwin scratched the back of his head and shrugged.

"Lucky..." Mira muttered in a mocking tone. She turned to Arlan, who was lying lifelessly on the ground like a starfish.

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