"A scar is a sign of maturity here. A proof that one had survived even the worst calamities that the world has to offer…
...you don't need to hide."
"..." Van looked back and forth between the wing-shaped earring and Adia's face. Feeling the warm touch of her hand on his face somewhat made Van calm for some reason, "...Someone said that to me before."
"Oh, it's the same in your country?"
"No," Van shook his head, "It was… my sister that said it."
"Then you have a very wise sister," Adia let out a slight sigh, "Unlike my brother. He was supposed to be one of the country's leading Mage-type, but when he got to level 111, he just stopped. He said that it would take a long time before he could hit another 3-digit single number or something."
"...Seems like a valid reason," Van let out a slight chuckle.
"Hm," Adia nodded. She then gently touched Van's ear before letting out a light gasp, "You don't have a piercing!? What about the right one?"
