When Mirabe asked Lisa for the second time, Lisa''s eyes lit up with curiosity. "Sure, why not!"


    After all, the afternoon sun was brutal, and an extrayer of protection couldn''t hurt.


    Lisa epted the sunscreen from Mirabe. It came in an unmarked soft tube. As she twisted the cap open, she asked, "What brand is this?"


    "It''s homemade," Mirabe replied nonchntly.


    Homemade meant it hadn''t undergone any dermatological testing or safety certifications-a true DIY product.


    Their three roommates, who had been eavesdropping, exchanged nces.


    All of them were elite students from different cities and came from well-off families. They were used to wearing luxury brands, so the mention of a homemade product made them think Mirabe must be poor.


    Why else would she use a homemade product? And her clothes had nobels either.


    They shrugged and looked away.


    Lisa had already opened the lid and, upon smelling it, her eyes lit up. "This scent is so unique, smells amazing."


    Mirabe raised an eyebrow at her. Of course, it smelled good-it was the result of thorough research.


    Lisa squeezed a little onto her neck and arms. The white cream spread easily, unlike regr sunscreen, and wasn''t sticky. Once applied, it felt like a cool, protective film.


    Lisa looked at her arms and marveled at the product''s effectiveness.


    Soon, it was almost time to gather. Since she had already applied her own sunscreen on her face, Lisa decided not to risk using the homemade one there to avoid any allergic reactions.


    Shortly after, the whistle for assembly echoed across the field, calling everyone to gather.


    *


    The basic military training in their first year of university wasn''t much different from high school, but the university training leaned more. towards militaristic exercises, definitely more challenging, O


    including several drills specific to military camps.


    The afternoon sun was scorching. Some of the students with weaker constitutions couldn''t handle it, and several were sent to the medical center.


    James had only appeared in the morning and spent the afternoon in his office dealing with some matters.


    Amanding officer didn''t need to be present in front of the students at all times, as his presence might actually make the other instructors uneasy.


    Wyatt entered, dressed in his camouge uniform. "James, I saw several students who fainted being sent to the medical center."


    James paused his typing and looked up at Wyatt.


    Wyatt nced at James and coughed. "I wonder if Ms. Mirabe can handle it?"


    James remained silent for a moment, his voice low. "That''s not your concern."


    "Don''t you care if Ms. Mirabe faints under the sun?" Wyatt missed the underlying message.


    Back when Ms. Mirabe was in high school, she was too young for rtionships.


    But now, as a university student, James still showed no sign of action, which made his subordinate anxious.


    Considering the many outstanding male students in the university, especially since Ms. Mirabe was studying a STEM major, which was male-dominated, what if she was pursued by someone else?


    After all, aside from his family background and looks, James didn''t


    have much else going for him in


    especiallypared to the young, fresh faces in the university.