A Date with Destiny?

[Tomorrow at 8 a.m., I’ll be waiting at the academy’s rear gate. Be sure to come alone.]

“……What is this supposed to be?”

By now, he didn’t even have the energy to complain. Kairos, who had noticed the note tucked into the crack of the door, let out a hollow laugh and scratched his head.

‘She is cute, though….’

There was no need to ask who had sent it. Tomorrow was the weekend, and there was only one woman who had recently asked him whether there was anywhere he wanted to go on the weekend.

A smile crept onto his face before he knew it. Kairos carefully folded the note, slipped it into his pocket, and entered the room.

He sat down in front of the desk piled high with textbooks and opened the first drawer. Then he lightly scratched at a faint groove in the upper-left corner with his fingernail.

Click.

A mechanical sound rang out immediately. At the same time, the bottom of the drawer slid inward, revealing a hidden compartment. Without hesitation, Kairos reached inside and took out an old black notebook.

Kairos quickly flipped through the notebook filled with densely packed writing, then began writing something at the very top of a blank page...