A group of youngsters wearing the Aspakeony Academy uniforms all with the closed flower bud badges on their chests was gathered in one of the dormitory rooms.
"Master definitely thinks that we are plotting against him."
A scrawny brown-haired boy with three iron earrings in his right ear sighed, leaning on into the backrest of the chair he was occupying.
"Yes... unfortunately... He always tends to overthink things, doesn't he?"
Another brown-haired boy, this one quite very tall for his apparent age and with a round birthmark on his neck, sitting on the floor with his back against a bed nodded and shrugged his shoulders – which gained him a nod of approval of the fourteen others.
With a group that large, the room most definitely felt cramped, but no one voiced any complaints about it.
"To tell the truth, we have done a lot of things behind his back..."
A black-haired boy with a scar in the middle of his forehead pointed out with a bothered expression.
