[The dank and humid air was enough to make him shudder already. The tense silence between the two of them up until now did nothing to help. Ever since they'd been dropped down here, he couldn't help but furtively glance over at Komaeda every few minutes. As far as Kuzuryu knew, it had only been a few days since his classmate had tried to get him and everyone close to him killed. Learning that the guy had magic now? It didn't make him feel any better.
... Except, he had no choice but follow him. Without Komaeda, he would be screwed. At least the magic was being aimed away from him, for now.]
How would you know that? You come down here often?
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... Except, he had no choice but follow him. Without Komaeda, he would be screwed. At least the magic was being aimed away from him, for now.]
How would you know that? You come down here often?