"Mhmn~, mhm~"
As we walked along the academy's paths, Ella began to hum a little song. She was leading the way, since I wasn't quite sure where we were headed.
I just decided to go with the flow, however, there was just a single problem...
"Haaa..."
I glanced to my right, letting out a small sigh.
Ella clung to my arm like a second skin—her cheek pressed lightly against my shoulder, her fingers wrapped tightly around mine.
Her silver hair flowed behind her like a veil, and every so often, she giggled softly under her breath, giving me shivers.
"Esty~" she whispered again, voice sweet as poisoned honey. "I hope you'll love the cookies I made for you. I added so much of myself into them."
I didn't answer.
Because ahead, just past the old fountain—
We ran straight into them.
The Hero's Party.
'Fuck...'
'I really am unlucky, aren't I?
They'd come out of the training field archway, swords strapped on, sparring gear half-undone, frozen in place the moment they saw us.
