"Ferd. Grab half the papers and take them to the storage room. Rongo, follow him and take the other half."
"Yes, sir."
Julius acknowledged Professor Silver's request modestly before grabbing around 30 sheets of paper into his hands and shuffling out of Magic Beast Theory tiredly.
As Julius ambled through a deserted school corridor, a rather tame figure caught up to him, carrying an equally high pile of roughly vandalized paper.
"You gonna watch the duel at lunch?"
Julius ran through his mind.
Was there a duel?
Ding.
A memory aligned with his thoughts.
Nevermind. Vibra and Leonard—I think his name was. I might as well watch it with Yevian. It'd be funny to watch him lose his bets, but at the same time, Vibra has to lose.
"I guess. It would be a shame to miss it. You're going too?"
"Of course. Time to make me some money. Vibra's got to win. He has too much attitude to not be able to back it up."
The figure of Damian Rongo walked by Julius' side brightly.
