Arlo begrudgingly sat out in Magic 101 css. “Why the hell can’t I be up there with the others? No offense, but I don’t want to sit out here with a dumbass like you.” Zero shrugs. “Hey, you paid me to be here.” Arlo narrows his eyes. “You still owe me.” Zero was casually pying a game on his phone. “Who was the one that generously offered to buy me food if I attended school with them?” Arlo sighs in defeat. “I take back what I said.” Zero casually retorts. “No take-backsies.”A ball suddenly smacked Arlo in the face. Scarlett ‘accidentally’— who is Enkay kidding? I totally did that on purpose. This selfish brat was the one who dragged Zero into his mess, and now he wants to push him away. Well, guess what, little sheep, you’re important to the plot. But not enough to call the shots. Sorry, Zero’s not going anywhere 'cause I said so, heheheh. “Oh my god, Arlo, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” I can’t believe I have to put a soft smile for this dipshit. Arlo raises his thumb, trying to act nonchant like Zero. “Yeah, you’re totally good. If it’s you, I don’t mind. I mean— yeah.” Suddenly, Arlo overheard a conversation. “Dude, I can’t believe I forgot how to use my magic.” Someone said. “Are you serious…? Does that mean you’re magicless now?” Another voice asked. “Yep, I didn’t use my magic for a long time cause I thought it was useless. Fuck man, I want to die.” The original voice responded.Brother eugh, this guy is so infuriating. I would totally punch him in the face if I could. I mean I could, but… Actually… He wants his magic so badly? Sorry, Enkay. I know how you wanted to put off his awakening for the ter. But Guess what? I’m just giving him an early access, please accept my grand gesture as a warm ‘fuck you’ to both you and the readers. Plus, this sheep is a simp anyway, so whatever. He’ll probably get a hard-on from this, anyway.Zero heard Scarlett driving her fist into Arlo’s face, but he just kept pying his game. Arlo looked dazed by the punch; his heart was pounding more than usual, and his head was hurting. He felt like he was about to die; he frantically tried to pinch himself out of a desperate attempt at survival. He looked at Scarlett; his vision was getting blurry, but then fractures began crawling through his sight as if he were looking through gss. His brain started melting before his heart soon started melting, causing severe burning in his chest. It felt like someone was pouring va into his chest. But that’s not all. His flesh started wearing away, and his blood had run stale within his own body before his body shattered like gss.This prompted Zero to start putting his body back together casually like he was solving a puzzle. Once Arlo was ‘rebuilt’ after a long time. His cracks started fusing into a whole again. Zero crouched over Arlo’s now reformed body and tapped on Arlo’s head. “Wakey, Wakey. You good? Arlo suddenly jolted up, almost smacking his head against Zero’s, but Zero stepped aside, casually dodging the unintentional strike. “PLEASE, I DON’T WANT TO DIE—” He blinked after he found himself alive. “What the hell just happened?” Zero went back to pying on his phone. “Looks like you awakened your magic bud.” Arlo's brain was still liquid in his skull, but he started regaining his memory once a new brain started forming to accommodate his magic, absorbing the memories of the previous brain.Arlo’s memories started flooding back in. Literally— Okay, Enkay, that was not funny, and you know it. Arlo’s memories started flooding back in. Literally. He blinked, remembering the conversation he had overheard earlier. “Wait— You can lose your magic if you don’t use it for a while?!” Zero kept pying on his phone. “Yes, you can. Your magic is stored in the Neocortex part of your brain. You need visual feedback from the Occipital lobe to physically manifest your magic.” Arlo tries to cut in to ask a question, but Zero just keeps talking. “If your magic requires it, then you need the Temporal lobe for chanting. Usually, this was optional since chanting-based magic is uncommon unless you want to buff your magic with incantations.” Zero takes a brief pause to concentrate on the game level. “And finally, you need the Motor cortex to commit to magic hand gestures.”I guess I should drop some meta-knowledge to like the intelligent young woman that I am. Also, Enkay doesn’t want to reveal this information. His dumbass left the metadata open for me to reveal. “And if you’re a high-level magician, you can engrave your innate directly to the very core of your being! Surpassing the biological limitations and drawbacks. But this isn’t easy to accomplish, unfortunately.”Arlo takes a moment to process this information before turning to Zero. “Hey, Zero? Can you use Innate Checker on me to see what I’m capable of?” Zero briefly stifles a mocking ugh, his eyes never leaving his phone screen. “Get a load of this guy ??” Arlo furrows his eyebrows. “What does that mean?” Zero doesn’t respond as he keeps pying. Looks like someone forgot that Zero does not have any magical capabilities.What the hell? Did he just use the skull emoji in the dialogue? Even for a gag, this is doing too much. Anyway, not that it’s important. Let me check the sheep’s magic. Ok, so it says here it lets you repy an attack that you’ve been hit by. It allows you to create a spiritual copy of your attacker that repys that same attack. Great, he’s probably gonna beat one out to my spiritual copy now wtf. Whatever, I’ll just be like Zero, tell him what he needs to know, and let him figure out the rest on his own. “Arlo, I checked your magic, and it’s called ‘Echo of a Memory.’ It doesn’t have any description, though.” Heheheh, if I can make it a bit more inconvenient for the sheep, then you can count on me to do it.Arlo’s eyes widened in amazement. He did it; he finally unlocked his magic, and like his sister, he wanted to try it out immediately. “ Wow, how do I use it?” He was trying to figure it out himself for a bit. “Guys? Hello?” They left already.Of course we did. I dragged Zero with me to have some quality alone time. He’s so indifferent that I had to offer to buy him food. Well, not that it matters. At least I get to have him all to myself, without this infuriating sheep getting in the way.