(From Blue's Perspective)
I planned to go to the magic tower. Demetrius was still practicing. Or I would have asked him to come with me. And after practice, he always needed to work.
There was lots of paperwork he did every day. I did not understand anything about it. I was too bad at managing the accounting fields or understanding them. Demetrius said I did not need to deal with it. I could go to any field I wanted. But there was nothing I was particularly good at.
In high school, I was good at mathematics. I liked solving the problems. Sometimes I wished I could solve my life problems as easily as mathematical problems. But there was no way it was that easy. I must be stupid to think like that.
I was so pathetic. I wanted to do something useful, but I could do nothing. All I was doing was sitting in our room forever.
"What're you doing?" I jumped up in surprise hearing his voice.
"Dem! Your training- is it over already?"
