The next day arrived.
The entire Mix Arena was still packed with people.
Actually...
All the students were there.
They were busy dismantling the club booths and they hadn't finished packing away the previous day, since it had already become late, and many of them had wanted to return to their residence and rest instead of continuing until the night grew even deeper.
Ezra walked out of the Mini Streamliner he, Lucy, and Cyrus had boarded to reach the Mix Arena.
The three had barely taken a few steps away from the mini train when…
"Ah... it's Sir Ezra Ashenlocke."
A group of girls nearby noticed him.
Their whispers were supposed to be quiet, but their excitement made them louder than they probably realized.
"His piece was really heartwarming. I couldn't stop thinking about it even after going to sleep."
"You can say that again."
They kept glancing at Ezra as he walked beside Lucy and Cyrus toward the direction of their club booth.
