"Hanry, Louise, what is going on?"
Toygi, throwing his drained body onto the velvet armchair, shouted much louder than one would expect of him. While Hanry's gaze drifted outside through the window behind him, the Young Master began speaking with at least as much enthusiasm as the Division Head.
"My Lord, for the past ten days, the gardens have been vanishing one by one! In twenty-one gardens, excluding the first twenty, life has ceased!"
While the two men battled their tension, the other person beside them took a deep breath and continued to watch the view.
"Hanry, where is Mel Malcom?"
The Vice Head of the Botanical Division did not answer at first; after a few seconds passed, he directed his gaze to the velvet armchair.
"I do not know; after the attack he suffered, he might have left the academy!"
It was obvious Toygi inwardly thought the matter was related to Mel and was seeking to extract information from the person closest to him.
