6 a.m. sharp, at the Adventurer's Guild.
Aster and the girls were already gathered, waiting patiently at their usual corner table. Sitting around the table were Aster himself, Cassy, Kali, Liz, and Tina—all of their current members.
Then, what are they waiting for?
"Princess Celes! Sorry, I'm late!"
Right then, a young catkin man, with the same shade of hair color as Tina had, entered the guild and ran to their table in a beeline. Tina sighed, checking the floating timer on top of the guild's reception table, and muttered in dissatisfaction.
"You're not just late, you're half an hour late!" She scolded the man, who looked a little younger than she did.
The man looked apologetic, his misshapen cat ears lying flat on his head as he weaved out words—excuses—for his tardiness. "It's just that your father, the president, asked me several things before letting me go, delaying my departure by a full hour..."
