The next day...
The breeze was gentle and the clouds billowed calmly.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the two large buses in front of the school gate were nearly full. There were also long rows of cars from the Gilbert family which were lined up in an orderly manner.
Compared to the rest of the students, who were carrying luggage bags full of snacks, Lucille had only one backpack with her. She had packed two or three sets of clothes, as well as some soap. There was also a set of camouflage tools hidden at the very bottom.
She packed as light as possible.
Jenny's sharp eyes caught sight of Lucille, who was walking toward them from the side of the road. A cold smile tugged at the corners of Jenny's lips. She looked like she was in a good mood.