My neighbors are dangerous!
At the time that almost all students had entered the academy and begun their dorm life, I had finally entered the dorms as well.
Before entering the dorm, I heard the female students’ rumor, “Aren’t the first floor’s residents a little strange?”
I didn’t think much of it.
The elite I have no need to pay attention to something at the level of another’s gossip.
Since after all is said and done, I am the heir of the Razan territory, famed for its jewel mining.
More so than such gossip, I can’t help but be looking forward to my new academy life.
I immediately decided my room after receiving the call of, “The first floor rooms are wider than the others,” from the dorm manager.
I small room is not appropriate for me.
The room I will be spending this three year period in from here on is room 1-3.
While I intend on devoting myself to my studies while I am student, I also want to meet with people I can call friends.
Limited to those who possesses the mindset of the upper echelons of society like me, of course.
Though it would be nice if my dorm neighbor met those conditions.
There’s nothing to criticize about the inside of the room.
Space, basic facilities, the scenery from the window, sunlight, absolutely all details give satisfaction.
It can’t match my room at home, though.
Well, it seem that my choice of the wide first floor was correct.
It was evening when I was let into the dorm.
The organizing of luggage and such should take time.
I want to finish all of the work within today.
The greetings to my neighbor should be fine tomorrow