Winter in the north, the sun is like a miserly ghost, guarding its golden light closely and hardly ever willing to emerge above the horizon, let alone spread its glow across the earth.
But at First University, regardless of dew or snowflakes, moon, or sun, they all must abide by the "First University Campus Management Regulations."
Mao is the time for sunrise, so the sun must rise.
It may be early, just after the beginning of Mao, such as appearing at five in the morning; or it may be late, just before the end of Mao, around six fifty, lazily crawling above the horizon. But no matter what, when the time comes, the sun must rise, shimmering timely upon this vast campus—unless it is a day of continuous rain, heavy snow, or pervasive mist.
And this is one of the things Little Witch Su Ya hates most about First University—compared to this, even that cost student who once scared her to tears doesn't seem so annoying.
