First Military Academy

When Wright returned in a fresh set of clothes, Mu Chen had already completed all the examinations.

Cole printed out his paper report and prepared to staple it together.

Just as he opened a drawer to rummage around,

“What’s that?”

Mu Chen’s sharp peripheral vision caught sight of a round object amid the clutter. It looked completely out of place among the other things.

At that, Wright followed his gaze.

Cole’s expression stiffened. He immediately pressed a hand against the drawer, but it was too late; Mu Chen had already come over.

Through the gap in the partially opened drawer, Mu Chen saw it clearly: a small plush mermaid-cub keychain modeled after his younger self. Its tail was big and fluffy, making it look like a little ball of cotton.

Mu Chen’s temple twitched. “...”

Why was it another one of these weird things...