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Alma couldn't remember a single thing about her "teenager" self, nor that she was in any kind of Academy either, while Nyx explained her these things, it felt to her as if she was being talked about someone else entirely, or that Nyx was lying and making up a weird story.
"I don't remember joining any Academy… The only thing I remember was running away from home, and then grandma finding me…" muttered Alma. "I'm not even strong, nor I have any power either! I'm always bullied at school… and I'm ugly and fat…"
"Aw, come on, you're not ugly!" Francis said with a wink. "You're cute! I've never seen anybody with natural pink colored hair before, I thought it wasn't even a thing… Wow!"
"E-Eh? Uh, ah…" Alma was surprised that Francis found her cute, and even toucher her long, silky, and puffy hair.
"You're so fluffy, like a sheep!" Francis giggled, patting her head a whole lot.
"S-Stop patting my head, I am not a sheep…" Alma blushed a bit.
