- I first saw clear glass walls and colored liquids.

The girl woke up in a place with many similar things lined up.

――

(……)

To the girl, there's someone saying something.

Just in terms of appearance, kid.

But the girl still didn't understand the word.

Still, the look on the girl's face was somewhere sweet.

――

A woman dressed in white speaks to her child.

Girls can only wonder.

But eventually I remember.

(... this, my dream -)

"... n"

When I realized it, the girl - Aria Notria - was on her own bed.

Beautifully cleaned rooms are not dressed like girls.

"Hmm..."

Once you make a big stretch on the bed, get up to jump.

As she got out of bed, Aria turned up the mat. - What was there was a bunch of weapons alongside the Zlari.

It's not just the short knife that Aria usually uses.

They range from foldable axes to serrated swords.

In terms of small items, they even have the likes of Kunai.

"Today... let this be it"

What I took in my hand was a short knife. Take a vial with liquid, a grinding wheel, from the top of the table.

Sitting on the floor as it was, he began to take care of his short knife.

It's one of Aria's routines - taking care of the weapons she uses is indispensable. The use itself throws it away as if it were to be used.

I remember my dreams as I took care of my short knife.

- I miss it. I also remember the 'brothers'.

Although Aria was the youngest. It was over three years ago.

(Why suddenly... well, no)

Aria concentrated on taking care of the tools, without any particular concern.

Shh, shh and the sound of rubbing the blade with a grinding wheel sounds.

Eventually, he nods when he sees his silver glowing self.

"Yeah -"

I threw a piece of paper in the air.

Aria wields a short knife and breaks the paper. The paper was beautifully amputated and dangled through the universe.

Aria nodded stiffly and took out the belted cover that was on the table.

Thigh leg and stomach, and when I wear it aside, I plug a few short knives in there. The short knife I had just taken care of was also included in it.

Keep going, head toward Tans. Inside are school-designated clothing and a few kinds of Aria personal clothing. They are all machined for easy entry and exit of weapons.

In this sense, school designated uniforms are the hardest to get in and out of weapons. - In the first place, it is forbidden to bring dark vessels, etc.

Aria doesn't care about that. Wear yourself in uniform and wash your face in the sink.

When you are finished preparing for one street, wait in front of the door of the room.

……

Finish your ears, what you hear is footsteps.

Three, two, one... Gachary and, open the door.

It was just the moment that Illis tried to knock Aria's room.

"I was surprised... Sometimes you do that, Aria."

"Yeah, I was in the mood to see the surprised face of Illis"

"... how do you feel? Well, fine. If you were awake, let's go to the school building."

"Yeah, go"

"Oh, wait a minute. Sleeping habits, you haven't fixed them again."

With that said, Ilis takes the knife out of the bag.

This was also like a routine.

I take the care of weapons seriously, but the appropriateness stands out about myself - that was Aria.

Aria turns to the school as she gets Iris to take care of her hair.

The dormitories still don't have the time to go for school buildings. For the first time in a long time, they had promised to train in the morning at Nanbu Field.

"Iris, are you hurt enough?

"Yeah, it's totally better now. I was just off practicing swordsmanship for a while, so I guess I'm getting used to shoulders today."

"Yeah. I'll fit in with Illis."

To Aria's words, Illis also smiles and nods.

The same morning as always - of Iris and Aria, school life began again.

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