Reader Mage-Stubbing August 10! Chapter 112: 112-I’d Say You Were A Mind Reader

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The square was packed full. Every single student was within its walls, scouring its shops as they sought to restock their dorms. Merlin, Chima, and Hakyun were no different. “So,” Hakyun started as they received their mall pass from the reception and walked down the square’s path, “we need some soap, detergent—” “Aren’t soap and detergent the same thing?” Chima cut in, his eyes flaying the scenery. The amazement of such a building existing within the Academy still baffled him, Merlin could see it written over the boy’s face, and that was partly because he too was still amazed. “No, they aren’t dimwit,” Hakyun snorted. “Of course, they are both cleaning agents—surfactants to be precise. But they’re made from different compositions. Soap from natural fats and oils, while detergents are synthetic. If I recall correctly, I think they’re made from petroleum-based materials.” Chima rolled his eyes at Hakyun and then leaned closer to Merlin. “Mind telling him that I know that, and what I meant was why we needed to buy both when we could just buy one? You know, save some cash?” “I can hear you.” Hakyun’s nose wrung up. Merlin, on the other hand, would take any means to pull himself away from his roommates. In fact, he would be very grateful if they could just put aside their differences so that they could focus on what they were here to do. He had left Blue all alone in the dorm, and there was no saying what that little, rapidly growing dragon could do. Ah… That reminded him. “Why don’t you guys take care of the household consumables,” Merlin said, “while I shop for other things?” Chima and Hakyun narrowed their eyes on him. “Other things like what?” they said in unison. Despite how they bickered a lot, they were always on the same page—to be suspicious of Merlin’s movements, at least. “You know, Merlin. I’ve been noticing that you like distancing yourself from us.” Hakyun nudged his glasses upward. “Ashamed to be hanging out with us?” Merlin recoiled. “What in the world are you saying?” “Then explain why every time we’re in a sea of people, you always want to run away like you’re doing now?” Merlin furrowed his brows and turned to Chima for help. However, the boy just stared back at him. Absurd. Merlin groaned, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, you guys are always arguing.” Hakyun jerked back slightly. “What? We’re not always arguing.” Merlin blinked incredulously. Was this the case of one not knowing what they did until they were told? He sighed and shook his head. It didn’t matter. “I’m going to buy some meat,” he said. “What? We don’t need meat yet.” Chima growled, but Merlin didn’t answer and just walked towards the nearest frozen food store he could find. “Hey, Mel. Easy on the cash, would you?” It was his cash, but he was thankful for the thoughtfulness. After a few tests, Merlin had found out that dragons preferred red meat to every other type of meat. What he had not realized was that packing his basket full with only red meat would draw a lot of attention. “What is he? A cannibal?” a girl said to her friend as they both glanced over their shoulders at him. “Why buy so much red meat?” “Must have something to do with his fitness,” her friend said. “He looks like he works out.” “Or he’s just a cannibal.” Merlin chuckled inwardly. They wouldn’t believe him even if he told them the reason. With a deep breath, he threw one last packaged frozen piece of red meat into his basket and decided to seek out something else, just so that the ‘cannibal’ claim could die down. That thought brought him to a different aisle in the store, one that housed frozen fruit blends. He was craving a fruit salad, so he decided to just get that out of the way. Merlin slid open the freezer, put two pre-package blends in his basket, and was just about to proceed to the counter when a tingling feeling crept up his neck. He turned around just in time to grab a dainty hand that had been reaching for his shoulder. A yelp followed after that. “Ouch,” Sofia cr