Who Isn't a Herrscher?

"Good morning, Misha."

At that moment, another voice sounded from behind Luo Mio, Anos, and Misha.

"Hehe, I didn't expect to see something like this so early in the morning."

"Luo Mio and Sasha are as close as ever."

Two students, a boy and a girl, approached from behind them.

The girl wore the white uniform of the mixed-bloods, while the boy wore the black uniform of the Royal Faction.

The girl in white had distinctive chestnut shoulder-length curls, lively and warm eyes, and an adorably beautiful face.

The boy in the Royal Faction's black uniform had white hair, pale blue eyes set in a beautiful, androgynous face, and a tall, straight figure beneath his uniform. The moment he appeared, he drew the attention of quite a few students of the opposite sex.

"Good morning, Misha, Ray."

Anos greeted the boy and girl before him.

The pair before him were members of Anos's group.

They were Misha Iliologos, half-spirit and half-demon, and Ray Granzdori, the Demon-Refining Sword Saint, who bore a seven-pointed-star school emblem and, like Sasha, belonged to the Chaos Generation.

As they walked along the path toward the classroom, everyone chatted with one another.

Misha and Misha talked about things between girls, while Luo Mio, Anos, and Ray, on the boys' side, discussed...

"Come to think of it, I heard Anos say that your swordsmanship is excellent, Luo Mio. If I get the chance, I'd really like to spar with you a few times."

Luo Mio was speechless.

"Is sword stuff the only thing in your head?"

"Hahaha, yeah. People say that to me all the time."

After chatting for a while, Ray suddenly spoke, as though he had remembered something.

"By the way, I heard someone say yesterday... that we'll be having an academy exchange today."

"Hmm?