With amazement, Dante watched as the headmaster, a one Vater Tod, actually allowed a witch to be kept as a pet? Dante normally would be angry, even disagree, but looking at this witch, it appeared that it was of no danger. He heard the argument between the two and had to agree with the drill haired girl on this one. Killing something like that would serve no purpose. With a disappointed sigh, he let go of his katana, letting it clink back into the sheath.
 
“Keeping a witch for a pet?” He said to himself. He got his book out and flipped through the pages, inspecting it closely. “Never happened before apparently” He mumbled before putting the book back into his bag. He looked at the witch that had apparently become a part of their little community. “As long as she behaves, it doesn’t bother me” Dante says, figuring he will add his two cents. The conversation shifted to ice cream, something he didn’t really like, so he decided his spot in the conversation would forfeit. With a smile to the girls, he turns and goes to walk back to the spot he was sitting before stopping suddenly.

He felt something strange, almost like eyes watching him. He looked around to see the massive spikes coming from the building. He slightly made out a figure on the spike. With a smile he walked over and grabbed another rink before heading back to his spot. He waved at the figure on the spike with a smile. He didn’t know who it was, but he figured he would greet them. Dante knew all too well the feeling of being on the outside, and figured he would be nice.