White Society (1)

Many things had come to an end.

The clash with Tradd, the problems involving the White Society, and even his wanted status had all been settled for the time being. Thanks to that, Kael could finally spend an ordinary day without worrying about anyone's gaze for the first time in a while.

Of course, it wasn't exactly the same daily life as before.

“Master, what should I do now?”

Kael sat across from Sora, who was staring intently at him, and fell into thought for a moment.

Disciple.

The word still felt strange somehow.

Somehow, he had taken Sora on as his disciple, and now that they had decided to live together for the time being, one more person had been added to his cramped home.

They had been quite awkward when they first met, but now that he had more or less adjusted, it seemed her true personality was beginning to show.

Sora looked full of expectation, as if she had been waiting since morning for some grand lesson. What he had taught her so far had been nothing more than the basics, but Sora absorbed knowledge far more quickly than Kael had expected...