Montrael, Martial Redemption Dojo.
With the ten years passed, the dojo had expanded its size. Its stone yard was now about four times as big, the dojo itself had another floor built, and the number of students had doubled.
The cherry blossom tree in the center of the yard had grown even taller and more beautiful, its delicate pink petals dancing in the wind.
"…I don't wanna go."
"…I know you don't like it there, but once you make a few friends, you'll enjoy it, I am sure of it."
At the front gate, a little girl was standing, her eyes filled with tears. She was wearing a bright pink school uniform with a backpack strapped to her shoulders.
She was a really cute girl and had chubby cheeks that made her look like a little doll.
"Nobody wants to be my friend…"
Ellie mumbled.
"They do. You are just so cute that they might feel shy to talk to you. Give it some time, please, for me?"
Aoi said with a smile.
