Waking up early was the worst thing in the world. Festival day or not, it didn't matter. Getting out of bed early was pure torture.
I dragged my feet along the path, letting out a long, dramatic yawn. The morning sun was just starting to rise over the academy, washing the city in a golden glow, but my tired eyes could barely appreciate it.
Damn it... I barely slept three or four hours.
As I walked, my mind drifted back to last night. After getting back to my room, my head had been far too restless to sleep. I had ended up spending hours in the training room practicing the third form of my sword art.
On top of that, I had run around the underworld, bought Julian at the auction, spent a huge amount of money on his hotel, and arranged for Lyra to take him to the estate. My brain was running on overdrive.
And then there was Seris...
A smirk touched my lips, as the memory of her deadpan face cracking into a genuine laugh flashed through my mind.
