A day had passed, and Albedo had fully healed and been discharged from the medical bay of the Academy. Now, he was heading to Raphaeline's office to meet her in the early morning.
The doors to the office loomed as he approached, and once he went to knock on the polished surface, the door creaked open by itself.
"About time," came a familiar voice, dry as ever.
He stepped inside to find Raphaeline standing by her desk, arms folded, dressed not in formal robes or ceremonial silks, but a sleeveless tunic and tight-fitting combat trousers. Her long hair was braided down her back today, and her horns were proudly on display, glinting faintly in the mana-infused light.
"How long did you know I was coming?" Albedo asked as the doors shut behind him.
"Since you stepped outside the medical bay," Raphaeline said with a smirk, "I know everything that happens in my Academy, especially regarding one particular reckless student who dives in a lake to wrestle an octopus."
