I hadn't been idle either. I downloaded Visual Novel Maker to learn how to make visual novels, and I was currently struggling with its Thunder installer package.
It had been over two years since I'd submitted a short story to a magazine. The last time had been during the summer break of my senior year in high school. I'd completely lost my short-story-writing skills, and it felt like I couldn't tell a story properly in eight to ten thousand words. I also had to learn how to write scripts. For someone like me, who paid attention to nothing in college, the only option was to find another path through artistic creation.
Don't ever follow my example. Make sure you study hard in college.
Raven and Gray Serpent Get Cozy
With the faintest sense of pride, Raven set off to find Gray Serpent. As for the tracker, she stuck it to the ceiling to ensure no one would touch it. That way, Bronya would have no way of discovering that she had escaped.
Very convenient.
But convenience always came at a cost. Raven's face was pale from excessive blood loss, and her steps were unsteady. Every step left her gasping for breath several times. Still, Raven had escaped. No matter what, this was her victory.
Raven clenched her fists and quietly moved forward.
This grayish-blue prison uniform was far too conspicuous. She first slipped into a clothing store and found a cloak she was familiar with. Only then did that old feeling finally return.
You want to know whether she paid?
Of course not. Raven was a genuine villain.
Her goal was only to save Gray Serpent.
But after taking only a few steps, she suddenly felt dizzy, and her stomach began to growl.
She should eat first.
The street food