[h3][color=gray]Mortem[/color][/h3]

After a few moments looking at the crowd, Mortem realized that it was just a bunch of idiots unsatisfied with each other.

[i][color=gray]Immatures...[/color][/i] Thought the six hundred years old skeleton.

He shook his head in disappointment. But Cerberus wasn't that surprised.

"You see there, that's how youngsters are. A bunch of immatures wanting to push his anger onto someone else. You'll no doubt encounter one of these in the future."

[i][color=gray]Really?[/color][/i] He thought. That would be bad.

Mortem shook the thought for the moment to continue his study.

XXX

Another hour had passed, and Mortem had already finished the book. It was so interesting that Mortem had wished that it was a little bit longer. Now that he had finished one, normally, he would have to continue a little bit longer, due to Cerberus's nagging that he should be learning instead of doing something else. But today is his first day, and the school year hadn't started yet, so there was no reason to push himself so hard.

He glanced to Mesuka, who was still in her own world right now. He probably shouldn't bother her now. But he should notify her his whereabouts, so that she could easily find him. She had promised him a spar after all.

[color=gray]'I'll be at the campus ground if you want to find me.'[/color]

He slipped the paper near her, as he stood up and left, returning the book to Yg'ntha during the process.

Arriving at the campus ground, he saw a tall, coffee-skinned man who was running casually around the ground, happily.