Ayane steps forward with curiosity, "Sha—Shadrown? Like, the mythical creature in the book of Old?"
I nod. It feels so great to finally say something to satisfy her curiosity. "The living shadow."
…
There was silent for a while.
Bigger suspicion draws over her face. She put her bone finger on the lips, "But… if you say is true, then why would a Shadrown helped you?"
"It didn't, intentionally at least. I think. From what I heard the werewolf called her ugly and that sparks a bit of fight among them."
"Are you saying, Sensei is just a bystander? Is that it?"
"More or less." I'd like to tell her more about last night but I doubt I can speak of them so much. In hope of being vague Ayane would have more interest on finding why I'm being like this. This much I can do instead of lying to her.
"Is that so?" She's much more curious now.
"Basically, that's it."
