บท 210: Featherweight

"It's time for you to move out," Lumin said to Kir as they sat across from each other using one end of her ridiculously long dining table.

She'd invited him to dinner, partly to verify that his illusion worked as intended, but also to "let him know what would be expected of him" as a new teacher.

On the first front, she'd expressed some gladness that the illusion properly reinterpreted his eating so as not to make it look like he was passing portions through his head. After questioning him on it to her satisfaction, that announcement had followed with no preamble.

Kir raised an eyebrow. "Move out?" he asked.