"Eiro... are you sure that's what you really want?" Solomon asked with a worried expression on his face, and the Demon in question slowly raised his head to look at his friend. He had calmed down a little bit after his rant just now.
"I... don't know... Yes? No? Maybe? My mind is just racing right now. There are still so many things that I don't know about, to the point where I'm absolutely not sure what the right choice would be going forward. I see myself just... splitting in two. 'Eiro, The World, Sage, Monster King, and Hero', or 'Eiro Jura Daemonherz, teacher at the Academy and baron of Skyhart'. I don't know which one I should be anymore..." Eiro explained, looking down at the ground, when he suddenly heard another voice echo through the room.
"How pathetic." He sighed, and Eiro raised his head, looking at the Dragon of Truth standing in front of him. It seemed like Solomon just let him in through the balcony as well.
