Chapter 112 Today Is Not Her Day 2

No one is supposed to remind the professor about her forgotten report shit!

The professor, upon hearing the student's word, stopped in his tracks and turned around abruptly.

"Well then, Miss Ingrid, forgive me for not remembering. I rarely give out any homeworks to do since the topics are usually easy for the lower classes so, I see no point in giving something that they already learned anyways."

Inna inwardly rolled her eyes.

"Now, please do submit your detailed essay regarding those assigned chapters."

Hearing these words, Inna froze on the spot.

Shit. What am I supposed to do?!

When the professor noticed her not responding, he frowned deeply.

"Miss Ingrid?"

Inna shakily smiled.

"I don--"

"Ehem.…"

A cough echoed around the room. Then, a voice suddenly spoke up.

"My apologies. It seems that this little one dropped her papers by the halls."

Inna looked at the direction where it originated and she was shocked to see Ulima by the door clutching a thick wad of papers.

She looked at his sudden appearance with confusion.

Meanwhile, Ulima ignored Inna's questioning gaze as he muttered a spell. The thick bundle of papers on his hand suddenly floated gracefully towards Inna.

The professor and Inna were both equally surprised with Ulima's sudden presence. But as soon as Inna recieved the papers, she momentarily stopped questioning it and just reveled on the fact that she was saved. After a few seconds of smiling smugly in her mind, she finally looked at the papers on her hands.

And well, let's just say that being shocked was an understatement for her at that moment.

Aside from the weird fact that Ulima knew about her essay and basically every homework she had, it eerily looked like her handwriting as well.

"H-how…" She muttered to herself.

'A little birdy told me.'

She heard Ulima's voice inside her head as she felt the black diamond that she keeps hidden in her robes pulsate.

A what?

Wait, how the hell….

How are you in my mind right now?!

'You seem to forget that that stone came from me. Such a brief memory similar to an old lady.'

Inna pried her eyes away from her papers, just in time to see him sigh across the room as he lightly conversed with the other professor. Meanwhile, the rest of the students figured that the drama ended already so they groaned in dismay before slowly going out of the class.

But Inna still stood there, clutching her papers while looking at Ulima in confusion.

But how?

'Telepathy is a easy spell that can be done by anyone of any profession as long as there is a medium or contact. By using a medium or by simply touching each other, one's magic, embedded with a message or idea, can reach the intended person, making telepathy possible. Or so what previous magical theorists claim. Hence, it's really a simple spell. Don't get too shocked about it. It's embarrassing.'

Okay okay. I wasn't referring to that. I was referring to the part on how'd you figure out i've got all these things to submit?

'Didn't i tell you already? A little birdy told me….'

Wait, what exactly do you mean by that? Does your birds really talk here?

But before she can ask more about it, Ulima already bid his farewells to the professor and left soon after. But he didn't forget to add a small comment before he left.

'No bread for you for the rest of the week.'

Inna's eyes bulged at the savage comment.

After a few moments, the professor finally remembered the issue at hand.

"W-well, it seems like you got lucky. If it weren't for Professor Ulima picking up those papers, you would've been in real trouble… Now, I've got another class and i'm almost running late. Hurry, just give me your essay papers and leave."

Inna got the two topmost papers and handed them towards the professor. Then, she silently left after discreetly placing all her papers by her spatial pouch.

A bird….

A little birdy….

She recalled the words of Ulima.

And still, she can't get over the fact that the incident just now was very strange.

First, why would Ulima help her?

There's no reason for him to go out of his way to make her homeworks. In fact, Inna still feels a small animosity coming from him.

Raghnall? No, it can't be him. He didn't attend all my classes, and when he did attend, he barely paid attention. So, how would he know all of the home works that were given? Also, that guy is a gloating asshole so I doubt he'll help unless I begged him.

Solomon? No, he wouldn't be that free to know my home works much less help me out.

Favian? I don't think so. We're not even that close. Plus, that guy even needs notes to remember his own name so why would he even want to waste those notes just to remember my homeworks?

"Agh, all this thinking is just making me more confused. So.many thinga already happened, and to think this is just the first class for the day. Why do I feel like it's only going to get worse from here on out."

Inna mumbled, deep in thought as she made twists and turns on the academy's hallways. After a few minutes, she finally remembered to look at the time.

And when she did, she saw that it was nearing 30 moments past the ninth hour.

Oh shit! She was about to reach the end of the 30-moment allowance! That means she'll surely be marked late!

She spat out a curse as she readied herself to run.

2 moments left….

After counting from one to three, she exhaled shortly before running as fast as she could.

She didn't even look back as she whipped around corridor to corridor. The wind became more destructive behind her as she sped up and the floor where she ran unto was so hot that if Inna went any faster, she might even set it on fire.

But as Inna focused on going to the next class, she failed to notice a pair of curious eyes that still caught her figure despite her running nearly at supersonic speed.

The curious eyes squinted as they tried to see Inna's face the very second before she ran off.

"Who is that?"