Food Stall (4)

When Yulee came inside the café, she found us diligently studying while enjoying some desserts. Nothing seemed out of place since it was normal for middle schoolers to study deep into the night. Apologizing for disturbing us, we all sighed in relief once she closed the café door. This was the elegant image that their families possessed from the time they were in school. Delia stiffened when she noticed some of them setting camp in front of the café. I couldn't believe they were this determined in trying to find the culprits.

"They're setting up a magical device to track where the spells came from!" Sienna gasped.

"It covers the area outside the café," Henry noticed.

"We're screwed if we leave this place," my head almost crashed on the table.

"They can't do this for days," Delia pointed out.

We ended up using this time to study, catching up on school. This was no different than the usual intense study sessions I had with Luke. But even Luke seemed a bit uneasy after a day had passed while they still showed no signs of leaving. He was the only one free to leave the café, not a part of the club, but he didn't know since he thought everyone inside the café was a target. Meanwhile the mana research club had set up multiple sophisticated devices that they had created.

"Why are you not coming?" Alex had called him, missing out on their spar together.

"I can't leave the café," Luke sighed.

"Did Rika do something again?" He instantly determined.

Luke repeated all the disasters we had caused from a mistake we made in a spell. Alex's eyes widened as he knew how the clubs wouldn't let us go for this. Ending the call after pitying Luke, the room was enveloped by the silence. We would have to leave by tomorrow, having to attend classes in the morning. The only good thing was that Luke didn't question our fake story since he was too focused on trying to escape with us.

"Can't we just use explosions on their devices?" I was starting to get more desperate.

"We can destroy all the trackers!" Sienna agreed with me.

"We'll have to destroy them all at once," Luke gave us some suggestions.

All of us nodded, getting the signal to destroy the magical trackers. Opening the windows in every wall, we whispered our chant before opening the door to sprint back to our dorm rooms. We couldn't use any mana, afraid that they would track us, making our pace in escaping even slower. This was why Luke pulled my wrist to run with me to the point he almost dragged me on the ground to match the other people's pace.

"I'm going to put an anti-tracking spell," Luke chanted on the door of the dorm room.

I flopped onto the couch, feeling relieved that everything was over when I heard the sounds of the devices blowing up. Delia made sure to close the doors afterwards, remembering to make sure the lights wouldn't turn off as well to make the illusion that we were still inside. I was so glad that the school wasn't able to replace the club sign, showing that our room belonged to the old music club.

"Seriously Rika?" He turned to me after he finished plastering some spells.

"It wasn't only my fault this time. Cillian made rain clouds to make things worse!" I shifted some of the blame.

"Don't tell me you used whirlpool," he knew the spell I liked to use the most.

"I may have," I looked away from him.

"But Henry used the water gun!" I argued.

Luke started to piece more things together, finally things making more sense now with three powerful water spells ruining all the three clubs. Too tired from spending more than a few days at the café, Luke decided to give up for today. This was why we decided to teleport back to the club room when Oili had sent us a message it would be safe to come. Apparently, all the blame sadly landed on the music club members.

"We should try using another tool," I decided to go with using the blender next.

Throwing the burner away, it was considered as junk since it had almost caused a disaster last time. Moving on to making delicious smoothies, we chopped random fruits and vegetables. Thankfully, it was easier to explain how to use the chopping knives from the third district. I dropped all the chopping pieces and pressed the button to make the smoothie while adding ice that Shelly froze from the water coming from the air.

"Let's place a barrier this time," Ellen suggested, knowing our past incident.

Pouring the drink into cups, I frowned, finding the taste to be poor. For the entire day, we continued to experiment with more ingredients. Since the blender was considered to be safe, we split into smaller teams to use all the blenders inside the club. But all our experiments had failed while the ingredients were gone. It was time to revisit the food and agriculture research club again for more ingredients.

"We're back!" I slammed the door open.

"We don't have anything left to give you!" The president avoided our eyes.

"Take everything they have on the shelves," I gestured to Delia.

"I already did," she brightly smiled.

"You're extorting us! Your contract is basically blackmailing!" The president found his shelves empty again.