Let us rewind time a bit, from scenes unfit for kids to diligent and inspiring ones—
The cafe and tea hall had already closed for the day. There was some time before the academy's curfew. Roland, Gloria, and Vinea, who were making the most of their late-night snack time, suddenly heard a knock at the door. Glancing at the mechanical clock, two hands pointed to the angle indicating 9:53 p.m.
"Meter reader?"
They gave each other a glance and Roland was the first to break the silence.
"The 'very friendly plumber' came only yesterday."
Gloria dismissed the suggestion with a shake of her head.
"Complimentary courier delivery?"
"Who would send something to us? I don't want to see those bald guys in black suits with sunglasses."
Vinea sighed, sounding mature beyond her years.
"The rice delivery isn't due until next week either…"
Shaking his head, Roland got up and walked over to the door where a "Closed" sign was hanging, and politely asked:
