Chapter 16: 016. Nyangleaf
The class is dull. The immutable law of boredom seems to apply here as well, and the lethargy that envelops me brings a heavy fatigue even though the sun has not yet set.
If the class were even slightly helpful, I might have focused on it, but for Veris, who has achieved a certain level of mastery on his own, sitting blankly in the classroom is nothing short of torture.
─ Creak.
But today, that tedious time is finally over. To be precise, it's not complete freedom since the weekend is approaching, but merely two days of free time.
"What are you doing?"
As Veris opened the dormitory door, a flurry of thoughts crossed his mind, and he soon realized an unexpected guest had come to visit.
Her sparkling blonde hair, shining as if spun from melted gold, was monopolizing the bed.
"Ahem, I finished class early and was waiting here."
The identity of the guest was none other than Arwen. Given that she was burying her face in Veris's pillow, it seemed she too had found her classes quite exhausting.
If she was tired, why not just sleep? Why was she sprawled across someone else's bed, flailing her legs? Truly a puzzling character.
"Is it because of sword training?"
"...Huh? Yes. You mentioned I should come by last time."