"O-okay!" Crona practically ran out the door.
An Actual Meanwhile this time.
Hiroto groaned, slipping out of bed. His clothes just appeared on him, and his magic flooded through his body. Giving him an adrenaline rush. He went downstairs and cooked himself a quick meal. He disappeared in a bright flash of white light. Suddenly face-planting the ground at DWMA. Hiroto stood up, "I will never get used to that.." Hiroto groaned, standing up. "Wish I had a weapon honestly they would be so helpful. I'm always tired after these bloody inhuman beasts attack me.." He mumbled.