Three days had passed.
Until the final exam—the inter-year competition—I worked tirelessly to uncover the Headmistress's true intentions.
And I had a rough answer.
Though not all my questions were answered, I could at least be sure of one thing: the Headmistress would give me extra points.
However, the condition was that the freshmen had to win this inter-year competition. Otherwise, the Headmistress's decision to choose me as the recipient of the extra points would be all for naught.
Therefore...
"I'm nervous…."
[I'm feeling the tension too.]
Kevin and I felt more pressure than ever.
We were on our way to the inter-year competition. Students who weren't participating had already moved to the venue, while those who were participating were heading to the waiting room.
'…Could it be that they even trained in a place like this?'