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Yet we had Soleria soul for a while now. Does she seem any different then before?

"This was found in Galleon's base? Maybe he has connections with the humans that wrote this?" Alice inspects the bloodstained pages. "The writer of this book must have been bleeding out while writing this."

Natsumi arrives home to find her father just leaving for work. "Bye, honey!" he calls out as he passes.

"By-y-y-ye, Dad!" she calls back with a wave. Her bags tear at the strain and send most of it crashing to the ground. She scrambles to gather it all up, but a car drives past and runs over some of it. The nice, white nightgown she bought now has a huge tire track running across the center. "Aw... Well, actually..."

As Natsumi strolls up the drive, Oda Floofanaga comes running. That's what Natsumi decided to call him, anyway. He's just a wild fox that lives nearby, but he's such a floofy-poofy ball of :3 that she can't help but love him. She pats his head a bit until he runs off.

Natsumi stops to eat the simple, still-warm dinner her dad left out. She finds a note from her mom:
I can't believe this/
How could you forget again?/
Wear clothes, Natsumi.

Oops. Natsumi heads up to her room, careful not to wake her mother - she'll be up at the crack of dawn and is already asleep. Yep, there are her clothes, spread out on the bed and ready to go. People must have assumed the bandages she was wearing were a fashion statement? Better than explaining she's still recovering after a pebble tried to kill her. Natsumi resolves herself to remember to dress in proper clothing tomorrow before passing out on the bed. Oh, wait, didn't I... have home... work...? But bed is... so warm...

She drags herself back up and forces herself through it before turning in.

"Hey, let's play truth or dare again!"

"As fun as that sounds, we have a busy day tomorrow. Why don't we all get some rest so that we aren't tired?" Alice picks up Fox, who is already asleep.

"Eh, that might not be a bad idea. It's getting late." Tom stands up and texts someone on his phone.

"I can't be tired for that meeting. It has to go juuuust right..." Raine seems to be thinking of how to set this all up.

"Well, goodnight, everyone." Avel's the first to walk out the door.

"See you in the other world!" Mattea waves as she walks out the door after him.

After leaving the school, Lyon's Butler and now legal guardian- not to mention the only real father figure he had ever known- was already standing outside waiting for him. Alfonzo gives a low bow upon seeing him.

"Ah, there you are, Young Master. I trust you had an acceptable first day at school?"

Lyon nods, and a genuine smile spreads across his face. "I hope you weren't waiting too long. But yes, actually, I did. Surprisingly so. I will tell you all about it on the ride back."

Alfonzo inclines his head respectfully. "As you wish, Master Lionel. And do not worry yourself about me. You know it is my greatest pleasure to wait on you. The vehicle is this way."

Alfonzo guided him to an extremely fancy black Aston Martin parked out front. It was one of three similarly expensive cars that his family had flown over for him and Alfonzo to use.

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The ride home was fairly long. His family had purchased an old three story mansion on the outskirts of town, and had given Alfonzo the job of renovating it while Lyon went to school. Lyon was also supposed to help as part of his "banishment", and fully renovating it was one of the requirements of being allowed to go home. Although Alfonzo insisted it was beneath Lyon's station to do such menial chores, despite his actual willingness to help. Once they were back at their new home, Lyon quickly finished the few homework assignments he had and worked out in his room while Alfonzo made dinner.

The meal, of course, was fit for royalty. Afterwards, Lyon spent a few hours training with Alfonzo. There wasn't an official dojo in town from what he could find out, but he would still be expected to be fully ready for the Sandan test when he returned home. He had been training almost every day of the week for the past few years for that purpose, and he was determined to prove everyone wrong and prove that his age didn't matter, only his determination did.

Afterwards, Lyon retired to the master bedroom(Which was far too large for just one person). He was asleep within minutes.

(I'm done now)

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