Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

Chapter 818 - 189.4 - Mentorship

"Ethan. Astron. Come to my office." The moment she said and then left, a stunned silence fell over the cadets, the weight of Eleanor's abrupt appearance hanging heavy in the air. Julia's eyes widened as she turned to Ethan, her grin quickly returning. "Well, well, Zeus," she said, her tone dripping with mock intrigue. "Looks like your private time with Eleanor is kicking off sooner than expected." Ethan shot her a warning look but didn't respond, the tension in his chest making it hard to focus on a comeback. At that moment, Irina turned sharply, her fiery yellow eyes locking onto Astron, who was seated a few rows back. He hadn't moved, his expression calm as ever, but his sharp purple eyes were fixed on his smartwatch, where something on the screen had clearly caught his attention. Irina raised an eyebrow, her tone carefully measured. "Hmm… Don't tell me?" The silence in the classroom stretched as Irina continued to stare at Astron, her fiery yellow eyes narrowing slightly. Her gaze flicked to his smartwatch, which he was intently focused on. Though he hadn't moved from his seat, the subtle tension in his posture was impossible to miss. Irina's suspicion deepened as her lips parted slightly. What she was thinking, others in the room seemed to be thinking too. The quiet murmur of whispers began to ripple through the cadets, and a few had already stood, walking toward Astron's desk. Among them was the trio of girls who had shown a marked interest in Astron earlier in the semester—Tessa, Eva, and Mira. They exchanged brief glances before making a beeline for him, their curiosity evident in the urgency of their steps. "Hey, Astron," Tessa started, her tone a mix of concern and intrigue. "What's going on? Did something happen?" Eva leaned slightly closer, her eyes searching his face. "Did you do something? Why would Eleanor call for you like that?" "Is she mad at you?" Mira added. Astron glanced up, his sharp purple eyes briefly scanning the trio before he responded in his usual calm, measured tone. "I don't know the exact reason," he said simply, his voice carrying easily over the growing whispers in the room. "But I have a guess." His answer only seemed to deepen the intrigue as the three girls exchanged glances, their curiosit

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