Chapter 12 Homecoming (2)

On April 1, 1049, the students of Vincent Military Academy ended their long spring break and officially returned to school.

Along with most of the students, Chris also returned to school after being suspended for several months due to a teaching accident.

Walking among a group of Vincent students in military uniforms, Chris, who was also in military uniform, was filled with emotion. A few months ago, the person walking on campus was still the original owner, but a few months later, he was completely different... Even though the body was still the original owner, the soul inside had been replaced by another person.

Based on the information provided by the military academy's academic affairs system, he took the internal campus transfer shuttle bus to the dormitory that the school had reassigned for him this academic year.

As soon as Chris got on the bus, the students who were chatting in groups of three or four in the car all fell silent for a moment, and then continued talking as if nothing had happened. However, the topic had already quietly turned to the problem student in front of them who was famous throughout the school.

Although Chris had a premonition of this, when he actually faced this situation, this undisguised sense of rejection still made him feel a little at a loss.

The seats in the shuttle were almost full. He looked around and saw that most people didn't seem to want to sit with him. With a sigh, Chris decided to head inside and try his luck.

"Um...classmate, there's still a seat here. If you don't mind..." Just as Chris was trying to find a seat, a warm and gentle male voice called him.

Following the voice, Chris saw a blue-haired cadet wearing a medical logistics uniform. He had some faint freckles on his face and his expression was a mixture of shyness and embarrassment.

Corris quickly reviewed the face in his mind, confirming that the original owner hadn't seen it before. He collected his thoughts for a moment, gave the kind classmate a grateful smile, and obediently walked over to the empty seat next to him and sat down.

"Thank you. I'm Krisnar, just call me by my name." Kris had just settled into his seat when the hovercraft began to move. He turned and took the initiative to greet the blue-haired student. His kind tone, coupled with a friendly and appropriate smile, easily endeared him.

The blue-haired young man seemed to have not expected that Cris would take the initiative to talk to him. He lowered his head and did not dare to look Cris directly in the eye. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he spoke timidly: "Hello... Lauren Wyatt, you can also just call me Lauren." After that, he mustered up the courage to look up and look into Cris's eyes.

"Okay, Lauren." Kris gave Lauren an encouraging smile and continued, "What grade are you in?"

"I'm a third-year student, but I just transferred here from another school..." Lauren looked at the smile on Curris's face and relaxed a little.

"I'm also a third-year student, but I've been on leave from school for some time, so I'm not very clear about what's happened recently...so just relax." Chris shrugged, his gesture casual and relaxed.

While continuing to talk to Lauren, Chris carefully observed the situation inside the car. He was not so dull that he didn't even notice the occasional obvious glances at him, perhaps because his performance after returning to the academy had exceeded many people's expectations.

The original owner, Chris, had few friends at school and was unwilling to socialize with others. He adapted well to living alone.

But for Chris, who traveled through time, he would rather get along well with the people around him as much as possible, so that if he encounters any emergencies in school in the future, he will not be isolated and helpless.

Making friends with Lauren, who knew nothing about the original owner, was obviously a good start. Moreover, Lauren had just taken the initiative to help him out, and Chris was very grateful for that.

"Dormitory Building No. 5 has arrived. Please disembark in an orderly manner." The maglev shuttle bus was nearing its next stop when a mechanical electronic voice dutifully began announcing the station. Chris took out his terminal, checked it, confirmed it was the building where his new dormitory was located, and prepared to disembark.

"I've arrived." Chris stood up and prepared to leave. The next moment, he seemed to suddenly remember something and said to Lauren, "Can we add each other's terminal contact information and talk again when we have the chance?"

"Ah... sure, but what a coincidence! I'm getting off at this stop too." Lauren's eyes widened slightly as he spoke in surprise and embarrassment. He followed Chris and stood up, preparing to walk towards the door.

Chris also smiled and sighed, "Oh, what a coincidence. Then let's add the contact information after we get into the building?"

Lauren's happiness was written all over his face. He nodded repeatedly, agreeing to Chris's proposal.

The two of them leisurely got out of the car under the complicated gazes of everyone on the bus. To be precise, these people were mainly concerned about Chris, and poor Lauren was just affected by him.

Lauren, being a sensitive person, naturally sensed something. After the car drove away, he clutched his chest in a state of panic, then breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry. Because of some things that happened before, my reputation in school may not be very good, so you have to be looked at like this all the time." Chris smiled bitterly and scratched his head, sincerely apologizing to Lauren.

"It's okay. I just think they're... staring at you like this is a bit too much." Lauren closed his eyes and shook his head. He quickly opened his eyes and said to Chris seriously.

"...Let them decide. I won't lose anything from this." Kris curled his lips, a hint of disdain in his tone. However, after hearing Lauren's words of support, Kris felt kindness from others for the first time since his time travel, and his impression of Lauren improved.

"By the way, you just transferred here. Has the academic affairs system assigned you a dormitory?" Chris remembered that Lauren was a new transfer student and couldn't help but ask with concern.

"Oh! Let me see..." Chris asked, and Lauren hurriedly took out the terminal and began to look for the academic affairs system in the terminal in a clumsy manner.

"I live on the top floor here... Room 18, it's a double room." Lauren spent a few minutes searching carefully on the terminal before she finally found her dormitory room number with great difficulty.

The name sounded familiar to Chris, so he pulled out his terminal to confirm his dorm number. Well, what a surprise—he was Lauren's other roommate in the two-person dorm.

He held the terminal, which was currently displaying the teaching system, in front of Lauren and announced happily, "Okay, we're roommates now!"

Lauren took a closer look and was also very happy. He suddenly felt motivated to go back to his dormitory. He was a little nervous, worried that it would be difficult to get along with the new roommate, but if it was Chris, there would be no problem at all.

The two chatted and laughed as they returned to the dorm. Most of their luggage had already been shipped in advance, and the intelligent butler had already packed and stored it in their assigned space. Chris and Lauren only needed to place their belongings in their assigned bedrooms before officially starting their dorm life for the new school year.

Having just packed his things, Chris, feeling a bit lazy, decided to indulge himself with a soak in the bathroom. When he emerged from the shower, steam enveloping him, he casually threw himself onto the bed, ignoring his still damp body and hair, and began aimlessly browsing his terminal.

I was busy packing up and hadn't looked at the terminal for a while. Then I saw a few new text messages. Chris opened them one by one to check.

The Nar couple each sent one or two text messages more than half an hour ago. Although the wording was slightly different, the main idea was to warn Chris, asking him not to secretly betray the Nar family while trying to win over Nuhra... Chris was annoyed after reading them and didn't want to reply, so he deleted them directly.

Chris continued to browse the message page and saw that an unexpected person had also sent him a text message, which was sent about 15 minutes ago - at that time he was still taking a comfortable shower and turned the terminal to do not disturb mode.

Chris, feeling a rare pang of guilt, reached out to touch the silver-silver stone ring hanging around his neck and quickly clicked on the text message from Nuhra. Fortunately, the message wasn't anything serious, just a simple expression of concern.

[Nuhra: Did you manage to return to school?]

Chris bit his lip and replied briefly:

【Chris: I'm back. Thank you for your concern.】

Chris thought Nuhra wouldn't see the message right away, but he didn't expect that just after he sent it, Nuhra's new message popped up on the page.

[Nuhra: I'm glad you returned safely. I thought you were under house arrest by your parents.]

Chris laughed at the text message, but he actually agreed with Nuhra's guess. After all, Mrs. Nar was really against him coming back to school.

【Chris: Thanks to you, everything is fine with me.】

【Cris: I will report to your house on time this weekend, sir.】

He had no idea what had driven him to send Nuhra such a text message, which was nothing more than catastrophic nonsense.

The millisecond his finger pressed send, a wave of embarrassment and regret washed over him. By the time he wanted to withdraw his message, it was too late: Nohra had already seen the message and replied.

Kris closed his eyes in despair, not daring to face what Nuhra had said. His usually pale face was now as red as a cooked shrimp—if shrimp still existed in this world.

After an unknown amount of mental preparation, Chris opened his eyes slightly, stretched out his arms, held the terminal far away, and finally had the courage to take a quick glance.

Thankfully, the socially adept Nohra seemed to have chosen to ignore the content of the text message and start a new topic, but this new topic wasn't particularly friendly to Chris either.

[Nuhra: How are you preparing for the teaching assistant assessment? You only have one month to prepare.]

Nuhra: My classes will begin this week. Don't forget to study hard—your performance in class is also part of the assessment.

Chris's flushed face quickly cooled, replaced by ice-cold hands. He was heartbroken, but he still had to pretend to be confident and said in a calm tone:

【Chris: Yeah, I'm well prepared.】

Nuhra clearly didn't believe it, but he wouldn't say it directly. Instead, he used a roundabout way to provoke Chris's fragile nerves. Even when he wasn't in front of him, his text messages filled with malicious humor could still give Chris, who was far away, a headache.

【Nuhra: Then I will wait and see.】

[Nuhra: Didn't you just say you'd show up at my house on time? I'd love to hear from you... And don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you because of your class performance.]

Chris was speechless for a moment, a feeling of being looked down upon gradually rising in his heart... This time, he was really inspired by Nuhra. Although the other party seemed to be very optimistic about him in the text message, his words were full of sarcasm!

Just wait, Nuhra, watch out! Chris was furious, then laughed in anger. He immediately sat up from the bed and quickly started looking for the course materials that Nuhra was in charge of.

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Two people happily exchanging text messages.