Trafalgar sat at his desk, the small pouch of gold he had taken from Dren long ago resting in his hand. He loosened the drawstring and began counting, stacking coins into neat little piles.
"Four hundred and sixty-seven gold coins… and eighty-two silver coins," he muttered.
He let out a long sigh, leaning back in his chair. 'I've spent way too much in such a short time!!! I really need to start watching my finances. Although… now that I think about it, Valttair would probably give me money if I asked. Hehehe… but no. I'm not doing that. He's still a piece of shit — only interested in me now that I'm useful.'
Pushing away from the desk, Trafalgar stood and grabbed his coat. Today was the day he needed to sign up for that additional class. He didn't like the idea of someone else picking it for him just because he hadn't registered yet.
Crossing the courtyard, he entered the academy's main building and headed straight for the reception counter.
