Chapter 49
The classroom buzzed with Dante's serious question. Did I really have to answer a question like that?
"There's no way, right? Where in the world is there such a thing as magic?"
Maybe ghosts, but that's another story.
I left the rest of the sentence unsaid. Dante, as if coming to his senses, scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
"That's true... I was just curious..."
Then he sat next to me and started bombarding me with questions, seemingly excited.
"I think it's true that sleepwalking and holy water can help. How did you know that?"
"I heard it from Father Cesario."
"Are you close with the priest?"
"Not really... why?"
"I just became interested in holy water."
Dante's answer caught me off guard. I wasn't sure whether this would have a positive effect or not yet.