"I brought you breakfast and a change of clothes. Starting this evening, they're going to be eating with everyone in the dining room downstairs, but I still don't have a seat this morning."
"Oh, that smells good"
Almark received a tray with breakfast on it and sat down on the bed.
"I'll have it."
Quick and handy breakfast, put in your mouth. It hardly looks like I'm savoring it.
"Thank you very much."
After eating breakfast in just under a minute, Almark rose to momentum.
"I want to wash my face and fix my sleeping habits. We need to get things right on the first day. Where is the water?
"Oh, if it's a well, it's outside the dorm... see, there it is"
Jeed pointed down through the window. I see there were five large wells there.
"Really, I'm just gonna go"
Almark got out of the room when he quickly changed into the clothes that Jeed had brought to me.
Running down the stairs. On the ground floor, I heard the children laughing from the big room right through the front door.
This is the dining room, Almark thought.
When I peeked softly, a lot of the kids were talking and eating laughing at each other.
For a moment he laughed bitterly at the lack of that too much realism, imagining himself eating there surrounded by so many friends. Come on, I'll do what I can now.
The well had a client. She's about the same age as Almark, a classy looking girl. She carefully washes lustrous dark hair that is likely to reach her waist.
"... good morning"
The child glanced at him when Almark spoke. He had winning eyes.
"You, who? A face you don't see."
Beautiful, but cold voice.
"I got here yesterday."
"... oh, you're the transfer student"
The girl snorted boringly.
"You know me?
"Since yesterday, I've had enough of that rumor. I can't believe we haven't had a transfer in decades. We're all excited to see what nice people are coming. … but… yes, you are the transferee"
The girl clearly seemed to lose interest in Almark.
I'm sorry you missed your expectations.
Almark didn't even notice, but drew water from the well and washed his face with a shabby. Cold water is pleasant.
"I, Almark. And you?"
"It's Leila. Leila Coogan."
I have a last name. She is still the daughter of a nobleman.
"Looks like everyone's having breakfast, though."
said Almark as he fixed his sleeping habits.
"Are you okay?
"Just a little bit in the morning."
"Hmm. Aren't you mad at me?"
"It's loud when Mr. Maia finds you. He's only the first one."
"Hmm."
"Enough? If you need to ask me something, ask the others later."
Leila turned around when she said that.
When Almark also fixed his sleeping habits in silence, he returned to his room.