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𝙅𝙪𝙡𝙮 18, 2005
MONDAY
The sun felt too hot today. My skin felt like it was burning, tempting me to use my infinity to relieve myself from this torture, even though I wasn't sure if it would have any effect in this situation. Technically speaking it probably would, but I was too board to try it out. Well, if they take more than five minutes to arrive I would probably do it.
Looking at my watch, it was already half past twelve and the Kyoto students still haven't arrived. Seriously, had they lost the train or something? They were about half an hour late...
Suguru and I were tasked on greeting them from Yaga-sensei, a punishment for something I clearly didn't do. Though this heat was really testing my nerves. Suguru was sitting a few feet back, under the shade of the tree but I was too exited from the thought that Kaori was coming over to idly sit around.
I haven't spoken to her for nearly three years...
Though I wasn't too happy for the fact that she was participating in the event, and I will probably try to change her mind as well as find a way for her to not participate. At least for half the competition.
As for Aya-chan... Was she really a special grade? Sure she was strong but what does differentiate her from a normal first grade sorcerer? Was it that anomaly I felt back then? I didn't really know how to answer these questions. Maybe seeing her face once again might clear some of the confusion in my mind. Maybe my current mastery over the six eyes could...
The image of a young black haired girl with a red handprint displayed on her left cheek, limping towards one of the rooms, quickly flashed before my eyes, my hands subconsciously clenching in fists. Was she still living in such conditions?
A question that I somehow felt more important to be answered.
The sound of a car stopping right in front of the school's entrance snapped me out of my spiraling thoughts. Though I wasn't sure why I cared so much about that young girl from my memories. Maybe it was the fact that I saw part of myself in her, the helplessness against my own clan. But I wasn't certain.
