When everyone returned home, fewer than twenty students remained in the dorm. Almark and Morgen took a meal in a cancerous dining room.
For what is usually overflowing with many students, the little popular dormitories were lonely.
Besides, at first there were about twenty students as well, apparently half of them were remedial groups that failed in the exam, and five days later they returned home happy to finish their remedial studies, and the rest ended up being about ten.
Almark was in it, spending this vacation as meaningful as he could.
Meditate in the morning and evening, go to the woods with Morgen during the day to fish, or hang out with Morgen's buyout and go to the city. I couldn't even say no to Almark because Morgen frequently invites me. At night I read through the different books I borrowed from the library.
This isn't a bad life, Almark thought.
In the meantime, Morgen waited for a letter from Wendy every day. When I got home, I wrote a letter, and the letter didn't come very well.
I finally got a letter from Wendy 12 days after my vacation started.
"Here he comes, here he comes."
I walked into Almark's room with Morgen waving with great joy an envelope with Almark and his own name on it.
"It took me a long time to get there"
Almark said, Morgen nodded, too.
"I'm sure the house was too much fun to forget about us."
and respond.
Am I right? Will Wendy forget about us?
Almark felt something a little unnatural the day the letter arrived.
I wonder if something happened.
"Open it."
Morgen's face quickly clouded when he opened the letter with a full smile.
"What..."
"What's up?
Almark lurks his eyebrows.
"Almark, this"
Morgen looks up and shows Almark the letter. In Almark's eyes, too, in Wendy's letter at the beginning of the letter,
"Almark, Morgen, I'm sorry"
I saw it say.
"... I wonder what that means"
Receive a letter from Morgen, completely sober, and read it.
The text of the letter was overflowing with a lot of apologies and Wendy-like meticulous attention, and on the contrary, the content was difficult to understand because of it, but this was the case briefly.
Even though Wendy's father, Sir Elmond, is still in his thirties, he is now said to be a great nobleman ministering in the Kingdom of Galais, all of whom will be prime ministers.
But Sir Elmond also had many political enemies, as is often seen by those who appeared young and heady.
One of them apparently hired in both the unidentified, and it is unclear whether they intended to harm Sir Elmond himself or his family or to threaten him again, but the shadow of a suspicious figure has frequently appeared around the Bar Herb family mansion in Galentre.
Regardless of whether that was the case or not, more recently, the bodies of small animals had been placed at the gates of the mansion, or threatening texts had been sent to hint at harm to their families.
Sir Elmond is not a werewolf about that extent, except for the story of his beloved daughter, who has returned home.
Early on his return, Wendy, at the direction of his father, separated from his parents and, together with Ward and the rest of the butler, was to spend time in the original bar-herb family mansion further north of King's capital Galentre.
"I asked my father to let me stay in Galentore for a little while, but he didn't give in hard enough, for your safety,"
and it was in Wendy's letter.
Wendy is in a city called Milletos, bar-herb territory. They say Galentore only has Sir and Mrs. Elmond and Wendy's brother.
That was also why the letter arrived so late.
"It's over..."
Morgen squeaks.
"... my vacation is over now. What are we going to live to enjoy?"
"You're exaggerating."
That said, Almark couldn't deny his disappointment either.
It was also unfortunate that we could no longer go, but more than that, it was painful for Wendy to repeatedly spell "I'm sorry" and "I'm really sorry" in her letter.
I wonder how Wendy feels about her vacation right now.
Almark thought as he stared at Wendy's clean letter in the letter.
The next day, Almark invited Morgen to fish.
Morgen, who was totally losing his energy, didn't seem too motivated, but to change his mood, he was forced to take him out.
Though we tried to drool the fishing line side by side in the usual creek, we can't catch fish at all only on days like this.
Sighing Morgen groaned pompously.
"The nuts and tatia oils are blooming so beautifully... my heart is gray"
"... Morgen, I can't believe it right now"
Suddenly he turned to Almark, and Morgen was decent.
"Huh?"
"What did you just say?
"My heart is gray."
"No, before that"
"Natsumizuta Chia Oi is so clean......"
"Yes, that!
Almark stuffed into Morgen.
"Where is it blooming? Natsumizuta Chia Oi."
"Uh... look, over there"
Looking at Morgen's fingertips, the corner, which was certainly just a green bush up to this point, was colored with bright blue.
Almark was blinded by the bright blue colour that stained his eyes. It's a flower I've never seen in the northern lands where Almark was born.
"You look beautiful."
"Even my house will bloom. I heard it's still blooming here, but it's the first time you've seen it since you're not here in the middle of summer."
and Morgen.
"I've never seen it before in my life. Because this is the first summer in the south."
said Almark.
And I remembered Wendy, who said she wanted to see these flowers.
I'd like to show Wendy too.
Naturally I thought so.
It would not be native in the northern bar-herb territories than in Galentre.
Give this flower to Wendy.
I remember Wendy's face when I dropped him off.
"Let's go"
"Huh?"
Morgen looks up at Almark, who suddenly rises.
"Let's go, Morgen"
Morgen gives a bewildered look.
"Duh, where to?
Almark had already made up his mind.
"To see Wendy. Let's go show Wendy those flowers."