Special Guest Lecturer

A refreshing morning.

It's been a long time since I've had such a refreshing morning.

I was smiling broadly inside, but of course, my face wouldn't cooperate.

I stretch, then touch my face with a hand.

To my surprise, the corners of my mouth don't move at all.

Anyone looking would think I was some psycho stretching with a blank expression.

Thinking that, I look out the window, then turn my gaze to the letter beside my pillow.

Fiancée.

But was she really my fiancée?

Now that I think about it, I can't imagine a fiancée calling me Young Master...