"Rika wants to know why she was taken," I made my eyes sparkle.
"We weren't targeting any kid in particular. We just knew children that attended this school had a great supply of mana within them," my captor answered me.
"How did you figure out that everyone that attended my school had a great supply of mana within them?" I tried to get as much information as possible.
"A girl we kidnapped from this school before brought a great amount of mana into one of our branches," he shrugged.
I was sure. These people weren't just careless in giving out all this precious information to me, they were purely stupid. All I had to do was to make my voice pitched a bit higher while sweetly mixing in a little bit of fear. I didn't even have to put much effort into my acting skills, my captor being too distracted from staring at my face. The communication here was also terrible, them not knowing that I was the same girl that had been kidnapped before by one of their fellow accomplices.
"I brought some savage food," she returned to the room to give me a box of chicken wings.
"Wait, you have to add some of these first," he pulled out a package of fine crystalline powder.
My eyes started to glitter, seeing how they were adding some sugar into the chicken wings. How did these people know my preferences so well? I wished they brought me more of the food that they considered as savage. Waiting for them to pass me the box, I gulped from the amazing smell. But I was soon getting disappointed in them since they were taking a long time to put the sugar in. Grabbing the package of sugar from them, I decided to pour the entire thing into the box. I didn't like it when my food was cold.
"We can't give you this," he tried to take the box away from me.
"You were taking too long to add the sugar in," I strengthened my grip on the box.
"The chicken wings will get cold," I added when we were starting to fight over the box.
"I'll bring some pizza in. Only barbarians eat these kinds of food," she ran out of the room again, leaving the door wide open this time.
I sighed, giving on the box since they were bringing in pizza. Quickly running out of the room to dispose of the box, my other captor forgot to close the door. Not wanting to stay inside this room anymore, I stood in front of the door, waiting for them to give me the slices of pizza. Maybe I would destroy this section of the passageway after eating some food. I was sick of eating all those fancy meals in school. Ever since I could order whatever I wanted, my obsession with food disappeared.
Luke and I were purely earning more points to keep out early admission into the high school section safe. Sometimes I thought it wouldn't be so bad to drop down into a lower ranking school that would most likely have an easier curriculum. But there was no way Luke would let that happen, dragging me to more study sessions. With lower motivation to study from having the luxurious rooms and meals, it couldn't be helped that I was less cooperative during our sessions together.
"Why didn't you bring the entire box?" I was disappointed when both of them came back.
"We'll give you the other half of the box for dinner," she didn't think much of me being out of the room.
"And the drinks are missing," I wanted some melon soda to go along with it.
"Why is our hostage outside the room?" Their superior walked up to us.
"They forgot to bring the entire box of pizza and some drinks to go along with it," I found the perfect chance to complain.
"And give me the package of sugar," I grabbed it from my captive's hand.
Pouring the sugar over the pizza, I smiled before taking a slice from the plate with my b.a.r.e hands. I didn't bother to use the fork and knives given to me, washing my hands with a water spell beforehand. Melting from the delicious cheese pull while taking some bites, the three of them watched me in shock. I knew they were wondering why someone like me enjoyed something like this.
"Finally," I almost rolled my eyes when one of them ran to bring me a can of soda.
With the leftover packages of sugar, I poured more into the drink. Maybe living here wouldn't be too bad after all. Whenever I frowned and gestured that I wanted something, one of them ran to bring me the things right away. While I did wonder why there weren't any robots to do the tasks for them, it was an extremely convenient place to live in.
"The dessert?" I looked up at them.
"We only have some ingredients in the kitchen," she confessed.
"Then bring me to the kitchen, I know how to cook," I noticed how their superior had already given up on us.
Walking to the kitchen, I couldn't stop looking at all the fascinating tools that were new to me. I wanted to try all of them out with the plentiful ingredients stored inside their inventories.
"Did we accidentally bring the wrong person with us?" One of them mumbled.
"We can't just return her," their superior sighed.