*poke* *poke*
"Kierul... do not touch him...! We need to tell somebody...!"
While a young red-haired girl was nudging an unmoving body of a black-haired boy with the tip of her shining black loafer, a green-haired girl was crying out for her to stop while hiding behind a tree.
"Do that, then. Didn't you bother me all the time with your message spell after you finally managed to learn it?"
The red-haired girl shrugged her shoulders and continued nudging the unmoving body.
"Kierul...! Pleeease stop it...! He's dead, we need to get away from here!"
The green-haired girl cried out, too afraid to actually look or even point at the black-haired boy that her friend was prodding with her foot.
"Oh, that's why you are so worried? He isn't dead."
"Eh...?!"
Kierul raised her brows, finally understanding why her friend was acting like that and shrugged her shoulders before waving her hand dismissively, taking the green-haired girl by surprise.
"How... how can you tell...?"
