Thanks to my new vampire roommate's late-night gossip session, I walk into the academic building the next morning with a solid grasp of the Academy's structure.
It operates exactly like a modern university, except the curriculum is entirely unhinged.
Morning classes are strictly Academic. Afternoon classes are Practical Training.
I step into the designated homeroom for Class 1, and I immediately understand exactly why Liviel warned me not to be seduced by our academic professor.
The Awakener of the God of Abundance is… exceedingly abundant.
I stop in my tracks, my eyes unapologetically glued to Professor Hilbert Aurelius's chest.
He is breathtaking.
His golden curly hair falls over his shoulders like sunlit wheat, and his deep green eyes are as mesmerizing as a lush, mist-covered mo
