The sky was bright and sunny, and the air carried the faint scent of the girls' perfume.
Lu Sheng tucked a lesson plan under his arm, dressed in a white shirt, yellow vest, and black trousers. His gleaming leather boots moved slowly across the clean, polished stone floor.
He rather liked this quiet, warm environment. Or rather, if his family were here too, this would have been the peaceful life he had always dreamed of.
After passing through the corridor and descending the stairs, he saw a middle-aged male lecturer in a black vest standing at the stairway corner with his hands behind his back, leaning against the wall with an unpleasant expression.
Lu Sheng noticed that he was clutching a freshly opened letter. Perhaps he had received some bad news.
That was Lu Sheng's guess.
Without paying him much mind, Lu Sheng passed him and continued downstairs.
From Yi Sela's memories, he had roughly uncovered a possible lead.
There were occasional rumors in the academy that several inexplicable notes would abruptly ring out from the Piano Room every night.
Yi Sela had once secretly gone to investigate at night and had indeed seen a slender girl with long black hair sitting beside the piano, quietly seated there, her pale slender hands gently brushing over the keys.
Unfortunately, the academy had invited priests from the church to inspect the place, yet they had found nothing wrong. After that, the matter had been shelved.
As long as it caused no serious harm, no one bothered with it.
Still, this alone could not prove that it was connected to a ritual.
There was another lead. A murder had once taken place in a tavern outside Wisteria Flower Advanced Academy. The victim's limbs and head had been severed and arranged into a strange