"What happens next will depend on you. The Deity…
…How do I contact it?"
"Yo, teach. What's going on…?" Prince Tino looked back and forth between Riley and Dr. Whis.
It wasn't only Prince Tino, his classmates that were just peacefully sitting in their seats did the same; their moving eyes, reflecting their confusion.
"...Hopefully nothing," Dr. Whis gestured to Prince Tino to take a seat, even pushing him to the side before blocking him and the rest of the students from Riley's view,
"Where… did you get the uniform?"
"One of the students peering over my quarters gave it to me, Dr. Whis," Riley said as he examined himself, "I have to say, it is quite comfortable to the touch—I expected nothing less of uniforms reserved for nobles."
"What… did you do to the student?"
