When Shade told these stories, he blurred all information related to time to avoid affecting the future. After listening to him over lunch, the Black-Haired Lady asked curiously:
"If what you say is true, then didn't Daniste teach you almost nothing?"
"She taught me my thaumaturgy—Radiant Moon Perception Realm and Moon's Dream—as well as some rituals. She also inspired me in how to use Moonlight Slash."
"But ordinary teachers could teach those things too."
The Sorceress smiled, resting her chin on one hand. The gesture felt strangely familiar; Miss Danist had done it as well.
"So what exactly has she been busy with? If she wants you to become the next librarian, how can she just let you grow however you please?"
"Well, actually, I've been rather busy myself. Busy with matters concerning the Chosen Ones."
Of course, Shade was not the only one telling stories that day. When Lady Helena Carter shared her own stories with him, she did not need to worry about disrupting time.
She told Shade some amusing stories about Miss Danist—some of which Shade felt it would be best never to mention in the future. Then, when he followed Marisa to the noble estate that afternoon and watched her prepare afternoon tea and pastries in the kitchen, the black-haired Sorceress began speaking of herself again:
"I am different from you and Daniste. I was neither a Correspondence Student whose talent awakened outside the Academy before being discovered and brought in, nor a formal student whose family had lived in Saint Byron's for generations, allowing me to enroll directly after awakening my talent.
"Even Daniste probably does not know much about my origins. When I was still a child, I appeared alone at the gates of the Academy."
She recalled the past with a smile.
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