Euris' eyes slowly opened.
For a moment, everything was blurry.
He blinked once.
Twice.
Then suddenly—
He shot upright in bed.
"—!"
His breathing quickened as his eyes darted around the room.
White walls.
Clean sheets.
A faint medicinal smell.
"…Oh…"
He exhaled, shoulders relaxing slightly.
"…Right…"
The nurse's office.
"…Harry brought me here…"
He ran a hand through his hair, letting out a small breath.
"…Good…"
Carefully, Euris swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up.
He paused.
Waited for pain.
For soreness.
For something.
But…
There was nothing.
"…Whoa…"
He flexed his arm slightly.
No pain.
No stiffness.
Nothing but—
Energy.
"…I feel… great…"
For a brief second, he almost forgot everything that happened.
The fight.
The damage.
The fact that he almost got dropped to zero HP.
Then it came rushing back.
"…Harry."
Euris' expression hardened.
He turned and made his way toward the door, pushing it open and stepping out into the hallway.
The nurse looked up from her desk.
"Oh—awake already?"
Euris gave a quick nod.
"…Yeah. Thanks for the healing."
She smiled lightly.
"It's no problem, sweetie."
But Euris was already moving.
He didn't stop.
He walked fast—almost a jog—as he made his way back through the halls toward the dorms.
His mind was racing.
What if he went after Harry?
What if—
He pushed the thought away.
"…He's fine…"
He muttered.
"…He has to be…"
Finally, he reached the dorm.
He didn't slow down.
He opened the door—
And froze.
"…What…?"
Harry was on the floor.
His arms were bloodied.
His clothes torn.
His body barely moving.
"…No—!"
Euris rushed forward, dropping to his knees beside him.
"Hey—! Harry—!"
He grabbed his shoulders, shaking him lightly.
"Wake up—come on—!"
Harry stirred slightly.
His eyes opened just a little.
Clouded.
Unfocused.
"…Oh…"
His voice was weak.
"…It's you…"
A faint smile crossed his face.
Then his head went limp.
"…Damn it!"
Euris clenched his jaw.
There was no time.
He hooked his arms under Harry's shoulders and started dragging him.
It was slow.
Awkward.
But he didn't stop.
"Just—hold on…"
Step by step, he dragged him back to the nurse's office.
By the time he got there, he was breathing heavily.
"Help!"
The nurse immediately rushed over.
"Put him here—quick!"
Euris helped lift Harry onto the bed before stepping back.
The nurse's hands glowed with soft light as she began healing.
Euris watched for a second.
Then turned.
"…No."
His expression darkened.
"He's not getting away with this."
Without another word—
Euris left.
He didn't go far.
Just back to the dorm.
The room was still a mess.
Signs of the struggle were everywhere.
"…Good."
Euris scanned the room.
Looking.
Thinking.
Planning.
Then—
He saw it.
A metal crossbar from the bed frame.
About two to three feet long.
Solid.
Heavy.
"…That'll work."
He picked it up.
"Would you like to store item in inventory?"
Euris froze.
"…What?"
Curiosity took over.
"…Yes."
The bar vanished.
"…What the—?!"
For a split second, panic hit.
But then—
He focused.
Thought about it.
The bar reappeared in his hand.
"…No way…"
A grin slowly formed.
"…It's like… a dimensional storage bag…"
That changed things.
A lot.
Quickly, he tested it again—storing and retrieving the bar a few times.
"…Yeah…"
This was useful.
He grabbed an extra uniform and stored that too.
Then looked down at his watch.
"…Alarm…"
He set it.
Tomorrow morning.
"…You're not getting away with it…"
With that done, Euris headed back to the nurse's office.
He sat down beside Harry's bed.
Watched.
Waited.
Eventually—
His eyes grew heavy.
And he drifted off.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Euris' eyes opened instantly.
"…Morning…"
He shut off the alarm and stood up.
His gaze shifted to Harry.
Still asleep.
"…Tch…"
His jaw tightened.
What he did to him…
Euris turned.
And walked out.
The cafeteria was already filling up.
Euris got in line.
Silent.
Waiting.
Watching.
Then—
He saw him.
Hands in his pockets.
Smug.
"…There you are…"
The guy walked up like nothing happened.
Like he owned the place.
"How's tubby doing?" he said with a smirk. "I roughed him up a bit."
Euris' eyes hardened.
"…Shut up."
The guy raised an eyebrow.
"His name's not 'tubby.'"
A pause.
"…It's Harry."
"…Oh?"
The guy smirked wider.
"…Sorry… Harry."
Mocking.
Euris moved.
He kicked the guy in the shin.
But the guy reacted fast—
Lifting his leg to block.
"You'll regret that, punk."
Euris didn't wait.
He ran.
Fast.
Behind him—
Footsteps.
The guy wasn't sprinting.
Just jogging.
And still keeping up.
"…Damn it…"
Euris turned corners sharply, slamming doors behind him to slow him down.
Up stairs.
Higher.
Until—
The roof.
He burst through the door and slammed it shut behind him.
Silence.
Then—
The door creaked open.
The guy stepped out slowly.
Looking around.
"What's wrong?" he sneered. "Run out of places to hide?"
He chuckled.
Then—
CRACK.
The metal bar slammed into the back of his head.
"—AAH!"
He dropped to the ground.
Blood pooling from his scalp.
"…You talk too much…"
Euris stood behind him.
Bar in hand.
The guy tried to push himself up—
"You damn—!"
CRUNCH.
The bar came down again.
His nose shattered.
Blood spilled across his face.
"My gang—!"
The guy activated his talent—
Metal forming over his forearm.
But Euris didn't stop.
Didn't hesitate.
He brought the bar down again.
And again.
And again.
Until—
The guy stopped moving.
Silence.
Then—
"Stronger enemy defeated."
"+50 XP (First defeat bonus)"
"+50 XP (Level difference bonus)"
"Level Up → Level 2"
"1 Stat Point Awarded"
"Title Unlocked: Avenger"
Euris breathed heavily.
"…Title…?"
He selected it.
AvengerGain +15% attack when fighting an enemy you hold a grudge against.
"…Huh…"
"…That fits…"
Next—
Stats.
[STATUS WINDOW]
Tier: 0 — Human Level: 2
STR: 5
SPD: 5
INT: 10
ENG: 5 / 5
HUM: 100
"Allocate stat point?"
"…Strength."
STR: 6
"…Good."
Euris stored the bloodied bar.
Then pulled out the clean uniform.
Changed quickly.
"…Alright…"
He looked back once.
"…We're done."
Then turned and headed back inside.
The halls were packed.
Students moving everywhere.
Talking.
Laughing.
Living like nothing happened.
Euris walked through it all.
Silent.
Focused.
"…I hope he's okay…"
His thoughts lingered on one person.
Harry.