The Ger Is A Part Timer [BL]

~ 35 ~

What else could they do? Classes still required their attendance. Thankfully, their drills class was always extremely early and the time before the next class was plenty. It was also at a time like this that they were grateful to not have taken any extra elective or supplementary classes. It was normally done, after all, even the smartest genius in the academy would not be so crazy as to take the combat course together with another separate course due to its time-demanding nature just to fail both courses. Only perverts would do that.

In front of everyone, Yu 'pervert' Yan, who had taken not an elective or class, but rather a whole extra course, was being closely followed by Gazef.

A relaxed Gazef glanced lightly at the panting Yu Yan, "Flirting won't help you win, Ah Yan."

Yu Yan, stopping right after him, groaned at the sight of Gazef's calm expression, "Ugh. Not even a little blush? Come on, Azef, not even a slight reaction? Can't you just laugh your behind off like a normal person?"

Gazef tossed him a towel with a hint of amusement. "Here."

Yu Yan reflexively caught a towel tossed at him but half still ended up covering his face. Pouting, he asked, "What's this?"

"The reaction you were asking for."

Yu Yan rolled his eyes. "You think tossing a towel at me is a reaction?"

Gazef shrugged, "Well there's nothing else for us to compete with... Nothing else for you to try to distract me from." Gazef shot him a stolen sidelong glance.

"Don't speak as if it's finished. Who knows, maybe you'll end up getting distracted next time and not me~", he whispered, slightly making sour face at the other person.

Gazef didn't refute but whispered, "So I distract you aha..."

Yu Yan, "What?"

He couldn't understand what that small smile playing on Gazef's lips was for.

By the time they were dismissed, exhaustion finally caught up with them. Walking up the dorm stairs felt like another round of training on its own.

"Can't we just take the elevator?" Chen WangZhi complained when they were at the sixteenth floor.

""Oh.""

A couple of voices answered. By unanimous decision, their team arrived in front of the elevator. Fernis pressed the up-button, leaning at the side. Among the four of them, he was the least exhausted as he had always been fit, additionally he didn't join in the flashy competition of the other two.

Tired, everyone was silently staring at the shiny elevator doors, waiting for it to open. 

Ding—

Slowly, the lift came and the elevator doors opened only to showcase the lively chatter of sardines—no, students rather—who have squeezed every available space on the elevator. 

To elaborate; someone was even sitting on someone else's shoulder and another was being carried horizontally by three people. One person even squeezed in between someone's leg space to sit on the elevator floor just to get into the lift. There was no worry of overloading enhanced elevators after all.

They were separately discussing various things, laughing too, but nothing was out of harmony in this chaos, like adolescent high school students messing around and talking up a storm without their teacher's supervision. Of course, not until the doors opened and a few people turned slack-jawed upon seeing who was waiting for the lift. 

One by one, their companions looked at the source of harmony's death—

Preoccupied by the absence of thought, the four people from Yu Yan's team had stoic expressions that were easily interpreted as displeased faces. Alas, these 'icy gazes' were directed at these group of innocent people.