The carriage sped along the road, finally arriving at the Royal Academy—a place Rest had last visited one month ago during the entrance exams.
Rest was the first to step out, extending his hand to help Viola and Primula disembark from the carriage. In front of the academy gates, students in uniforms strolled about, while a tree that closely resembled a cherry blossom shed its delicate white petals onto the path.
"Isn't that… the Rosemary family?"
"Yeah, that's the famous beautiful sisters."
"And the guy with them? A servant?"
As the Rosemary sisters gracefully exited the carriage, the students near the gate began murmuring. While most gazed in admiration at Viola and Primula, their eyes turned suspiciously toward Rest, who stood by their side.
"Could he be their lover or something?"
"No way. He's probably just a servant or a bodyguard."
(Ah… yeah, I don't belong here, do I?)