A day later.
A scarlet sun descended from the sky as a student cried out in desperation while crushing their badge.
The blaze gradually withdrew. Beneath the Ashen Mask, the number on his forehead increased a bit but Grimm did not look happy—on the contrary, his eyes were red and bloodshot. He was feeling somewhat savage from being extremely tired.
The twitting twig already lost its effectiveness. Grimm also knew at last what curse he had received.
Every time Grimm closed his eyes, he would get an indescribable feeling of an attacker suddenly being behind him or Lefay and Robinson's group facing him and calling for help—it was that kind of bewildering phenomenon which harassed the mind. But as soon as he opened his eyes, everything would return to normal with nothing having actually happened at all.
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