Brat 2's (Shinji's) POV
It has been 4 days since we left the academy, and in that time, we have been bruised, beaten, starved and even chased by an angry hoard of giant spiders. When the boss took us out of school, I thought it was because he was going to teach us some black magic in secret as a reward for our good behavior over the last months, but I never imagined, we were going on a road trip straight out of hell itself. What's worse is that our boss has been constantly taunting us with whatever we might need, but don't have the entire time. We are starving, and he pulls out a sandwich and eats it right in front of us. We need water, and he pulls out an entire jug of fruit juice then flips us off as he chugs the whole damn thing. We are freezing in the rain, and he pulls out a whole fucking house and let us watch through the window as he sits in front of the toasty fireplace, while reading a book and drinking tea.
I just can't stand it. I don't know what will kill us first. The beasts wanting to have us as their next meal, or the frustration caused by that asshole taking a nap while we are running for our lives.
"There *Huff* it is dead." Kenji said, as he was standing over the body of the red leopard we just killed.
"Does anyone know how to cook a leopard?" I asked.
"No!" the other two responded.
Day 5's dinner was terrible as we couldn't figure out what should and shouldn't be eaten and ended up making leopard intestine soup. Turns out trying to boil the organ that makes poop wasn't a good idea.
Day 6: we started foraging for berries that turned out to be highly addictive hallucinogens. By the time we came to our senses it was already day 8 and we were being slapped awake by the boss. Apparently, according to the boss, we had lived off the berries for the last two days while stumbling into a savage tribe of cannibals who wanted to use us as a human sacrifice. Boss had apparently spent the entire day killing them while we watched high as a kite. We spent the remainder of day 8 trying to escape our restraints.
Day 9: We are almost there. Just a few more days and we will go back to paradise. Yes, I never thought I would call that class-based society of a school of which we are at the bottom of, paradise. But anyone who has had explosive diarrhea in the woods, and no change of clothes would agree. Especially when the stench from your freshly shit pants attracts predators.
Day 10: Just four more days until we go back. We managed to lose the beast hunting us yesterday, but we got separated from Kenji, and the boss disappeared around the same time. I would be concerned for Kenji if I wasn't scared shitless by the sounds coming from further in the cave, we have taken shelter in.
Day 11: Holy shit! It's a dragon. It turned out the sound from the cave we were in was that of a snoring dragon. It had grey scales and main. The body of a snake with four short claws and it had two long whiskers flickering from its nose. Most adult dragons are legendary-grade magic beasts. That means their strength rivals that of a nascent soul cultivator or a 4th to 5th tier magic caster. In other words, you would almost have to be an arch-mage to beat this thing. It was lying coiled around itself as it was snoozing away. As long as we don't make any loud sounds and leave, we should be fine.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH" Suddenly, I could hear a familiar war cry from outside.
"THERE YOU ARE!!!" Soon after, Kenji came yelling into the cave, at the worst possible timing.