The events encountered along the way kept resurfacing, making the young girl increasingly sorrowful. Her cries caused her body to tremble uncontrollably as she slowly bent down.
"Dorothy!"
A loud shout startled the half-elf awake.
"Ah?!"
Dorothy's eyes widened in shock, her iridescent pupils contracting and dilating several times as she saw two girls wearing school uniforms calling out to her.
One in front and one behind, though they had faint smiles on their faces, it had nothing to do with friendliness. It was a look of assessing someone while feeling superior.
"Maggie, Lafei, you, how come…" Dorothy nervously grabbed the hem of her long robe, not because she hadn't dressed properly, but purely out of tension.
"We didn't know you'd become the library manager, but someone who saw you in class at the Church of Myriad Hearts told us about it."
