At the same midday hour, Ivette stood before the club bulletin board at the General Studies Academy, trapped in indecision. She only wanted to find a club where she could quietly read or take naps, but among the official clubs currently available on campus, there were clearly very few options like that.
Maybe she should start one herself. But a club needed to have some value, so a nap club was out of the question. At the very least, it would have to be some kind of ancient research club with a certain number of members. Or she could use Necromancy to possess a few freshmen and have them fill out club applications without realizing it. Hmm, that seemed a little excessive. Ivette rubbed her chin, considering a convenient solution to this mandatory club requirement, when she heard a pleasant voice behind her. "Ivette? What are you doing here?"
Ivette turned around and saw Nixia standing behind her, looking at her curiously. Her teal-blue hair gently swayed behind her like a crystalline lake beneath the sunlight.
"Looking at clubs," Ivette said succinctly.
"Ivette, you don't have a club yet?"
"Mm."
"Then would you like to take a look at mine?" Nixia suddenly asked.
"Sure," Ivette said. Her swift agreement left Nixia slightly stunned.
Only then did Nixia say awkwardly, "Then... follow me."
They passed through the corridors on campus and went all the way up the club building. In a cramped little room tucked away in a corner, seemingly converted from a storage room, Ivette saw the club sign. It read: "Ancient History Seminar."
"So it isn't the Demon Race Seminar."
"That club already exists."
"No wonder." Ivette walked into the room and looked around. There was no sign that anyone had ever used the place; even the cabinets were