Chapitre 100: He Who Accepts the Cards Dealt

She could see he was nervous. How he gently but incessantly tugged on his handcuff. The restless movement of his right leg. The constant weight shifting in his wheelchair. But whenever Sterre asked him, he would block, merely saying he couldn't wait to escape and slice his way through. Eventually, the elf gave up and wheeled him to the cafeteria like every day. 

It had been several weeks since Noboru had awoken, stuck in a prison-like routine with the most talkative person Alric seemingly could find. And even though it was boring and mundane, the Tengu had begun to find some pleasure in it all. The noisy cafeteria full of people with no care. Sterre swooning over her proud Tengu papa while cleaning his feathers. The tranquility of being alone unburdened with no tasks to fulfill. If only he could get his sister here if she were here with him…