Michiya and I kept conversing with each other until the library closed.
I was surprised to know that I didn't hate having a conversation as I usually did. Of course, we weren't talking about nonsense as everyone so often does. Instead, we were sharing with each other our own theories on spells. He had surprisingly good input that gave me ideas for my future projects.
As we walked back together with books in our hands, I watched as two men with a handful of girls stepped in our way. The two men snickered at Michiya. The tallest man spoke, "Oh, look what we have here."
The one next to him had jet black hair smoothed back into an intricate half bun with a hair crown on top. His skin was pale and his eyes were dark with cruelty. He wore bright-colored robes with a complex design hemmed into them. I recognized it as the clothing customary to Dong Guang's nation. Judging by its complexity, he had to be related to the Royal family in some way.
