“Why did Corazon think this would be a good idea,” Law grumbled as you adjusted his glasses and went back to reading his medical textbook. The 26-year-old found it counterproductive to attend university whilst investigating a reemerging group rising in the underworld ranks.

The young man was the head of an underworld group known as the Heart Mafia, with his guardian Rosinante as his adviser, and undertook this solo mission. He already had more than enough medical knowledge than his lecturers, but it would be less suspicious if he were an actual student.

Engrossed in his thoughts, he didn’t hear the person clearing their throat, “Can I sit here? All the other tables are occupied.” You asked Law, who looked pissed off.

“See if I care.” He growled but then thought you might be useful. “Is there anything interesting to do around here?”