New Oddity of an Odd School

Ishikawa Yuuto

He looked at the signs on the walls. Headmistress's Office. Admissions Office. Mage Council Liaison Office. Advisory Staff Offices. And then there was the front desk right in front of them, completely empty. Ishikawa peered down the hallways but it did not seem like anybody would be showing up very soon.

"Admissions for both of us, I suppose." He had a suspicion that he might not want to go to the other places any time soon. The Headmistress was known for being a summoner and mages in general tended to either be too inquisitive for their own good or too paranoid.

Ishikawa Yuuto

Ishikawa followed after the student, feeling distinctly uneasy and hating himself for it. Some of the sentiment was dulled by the reminder that 'boy' was in reality centuries older than he. Sometimes it was perfectly acceptable to defer to somebody else. It did not mean that the man had to like it, however. Far from it, actually. The fact that it truly was an unavoidable aspect of life nagged at him.

As the two entered, Ishikawa hung back. It was, he told himself, because he had been second to cross over anyways. If it was something like fear instead, he had no idea how he would deal with it. Ignore it, most likely. In any case, he would give Malek right to first action.