Until Russell returned to the dorm, he was still thinking about that Angel.
...Of course, that kid was indeed quite adorable.
She resembled a bright and polite middle schooler, emitting a gentle yet rational aura.
However, Russell couldn't be certain whether this temperament stemmed from her own self or was a passive effect of the Holy Order. So he remained quite rational about it.
But for some reason, Russell always felt a very subtle sense of discomfort.
"—Yo."
The familiar greeting of Bad Day sounded again, and Russell's shoulder was lightly patted.
But this time, it didn't startle Russell at all.
Partly because he had gradually gotten used to Bad Day's voice, and partly because... after Russell's redshift was promoted to level three, his sensory range had slightly increased.
This time, a moment before Bad Day patted his shoulder, Russell had already sensed Bad Day's presence.
