[h3]Hayato[/h3]
After bidding farewell to Hazel and heading back to his dorm, Hayato took off his torn and dirty blazer and threw it into the trash. No real point trying to repair it after all the wood Blights had done to it. He had plenty more where it came from. Removing his shoes and tie and untucking the white button-up shirt he wore beneath the blazer, he settled down at his desk to read over his subjects and do his homework. But despite trying his best, he couldn't focus. His head seemed to have room for only one thought.

[i]Rikuto, where could you be?[/i]

Eventually he managed to finish his studies, and by that time it was late enough that he decided to go to bed. Early to rest, early to rise, as they said.

[h3]John[/h3]
The student inside the barrier nodded.

"So it's a little like the SMT games, huh? Just gotta negotiate and hope for the best." He sighed, and returned to his summoning ritual. One of the other students in the stands spoke up next.

"So, as a Summoner, it's a little different than being another magic class like Adepts and Binders, right, since we can't cast spells on our own? When we're in a fight with another Exbeast, should we just stand back and let our summons do the work, or what?"