I’m the Slit-Eyed Character at the Academy, but I’m not the Mastermind – Chapter 235
Somewhere in a dark, underground cavern, two men clad in grimy robes sat at a round table. Tap. One of the men, whose fingers were so pale and slender they hardly seemed to belong to a man, raised his hand and began to rhythmically tap on the table. Tap. Tap. Tap-tap-tap. His tapping was filled…