Back to the morning of Mika's last full day in Youra.
An hour before Mika would wake up and head to the academy with the others.
While Mika was sleeping, a certain man was holding a tea party in the heavenly realm with his three colleagues.
That man was Mikaela, a middle-aged man with long golden hair and blue eyes with white cross-shaped pupils.
"May I ask you why you called us to a tea party so early in the morning?" the woman of the group asked calmly after taking a sip from her cup.
Compared to her and Mikaela, the young man with the spiky hair tried his best to not fall asleep, whereas the young girl already dozed off with her head on the table.
"I apologize for doing this so abruptly but I just wanted to hold one today." Mikaela answered.
"Is that so?" she sighed.
"I promise, I will not be so spontaneous in the future." he said with a faint smile.
"..."
The woman gazed at him. Her eyes seemed saddened.
