Mei sighed, suddenly feeling a little forlorn. Bronya had finally grown up—didn't that mean she was getting old? She, Raiden Mei, was clearly still a minor, so how had she suddenly become so aged?
Why?
Why was this happening?
The answer drifted on the wind.
She merely watched Bronya's receding figure. Who knew how much time passed before the tightly shut security door suddenly opened. Mei's eyes immediately came alive, but as if it were a joke, it was Kiana who had opened the door. When she found Mei standing behind it, she suddenly became a little uneasy.
"Mei, were you... waiting for me to come home?"
She was a little bashful.
Kiana also noticed that Mei seemed somewhat downcast, as though she had aged eight years in an instant. It truly left her baffled.
"What's wrong?"
"Kiana, do you think I'm old?"
Kiana lowered her head in thought, then looked up and asked in confusion, "Mei, aren't you still a high school student? You're still studying at St. Freya, so why do you feel like you've become old?"
Kiana had a point. Mei was clearly still a minor, yet she felt as if she could no longer keep up with young people's way of thinking. On closer consideration, the young people in her mind were only fourteen, while the headmaster looked barely twelve, yet they were all pulling such wild stunts that it was utterly shocking.
"Could it be because the average lifespan of a Valkyrie is far lower than that of an ordinary human? Is that why I'm feeling this way?" Mei muttered to herself.
Zhao Bai felt very comfortable.
His relationship with Theresa was somewhat difficult to put into words, and even he could not explain it clearly. It was like keeping a blue-eyed Persian cat