"Huaagh..."
Gray let out a long yawn, stretching his arms above his head until his joints popped. A sleepy hum escaped his lips before he blinked twice, his messy hair falling into his eyes.
"Gray? You're finally awake!"
A familiar voice reached his ears.
He turned to his right and found Lyra, looking at him with a faint smile on her delicate face.
"Where are we?" He blinked twice before asking her.
Lyra sighed and shook her head.
"What do you think, dumbass?" She tugged on his arm, forcing him to sit up.
"...Ah. Right. The hotel," Gray yawned again, his voice half-slurred from sleep.
Just yesterday, Gray signed up with Lyra as a group for the two-week activity the academy was hosting.
They went to the main hall of the academy, where all students were teleported to a private island owned by the academy.
