The afternoon sunlight was gentle and warm.
The light and shadows that spilled into the great hall blended dreamily with the steam rising from the food on the long tables.
Chicken legs were piled like mountains on the plates, colorful pastries were neatly arranged, exquisite blood wheat bread and pies were laid out, all delicious foods awaiting indulgence.
"I thought it was still daytime..."
"So much to eat..."
"How does this sunlight do it?"
The murmurs of small talk gathered in the hall, forming a crackling sound like burning flames.
With eyes shining with real light, Gou Rou followed the procession into the hall like a zombie, only the turning of his head in response to food indicated he was still capable of thought.
Students took their seats, and Gou Rou struggled to maintain his composure without reaching out—Giant Tree Academy's etiquette lessons over the past two weeks had helped him overcome some instincts.
