"Natty?... why could she be calling me at this time of the night?" Eira asked herself as she picked up the call.
"What do you want, peasant?" Eira coldly asked with a condescending tone.
"You really need to get your ego in check." Natty rudely replied as she got annoyed by Eira's Statement.
"Is this why you called me, or is there something else?" Eira said, and immediately got bored before the discussion even started.
"I wanted to ask you about the festival," Natty said with a serious tone.
"What about the festival?" Eira asked.
"It's about the intruders that broke into the Artificial Gate," Natty said.
"What about them?" Eira replied.
"Well, the security council of the school is wondering how intruders invade the festival without Anyone realising, and I myself asked that question as well, but after a while I realised that they must have posed as students and snuck in," Natty explained to Eira as she remained silent.
"After the first round had begun, you immediately left, leaving me Aries and Ruby behind..... I'm not sure, but Eira, you know who the intruders are, don't you?" Natty said in a suspicious voice as Eira remained Silent.
"I'll take your unusual silence as a yes," Natty said.
"Fine, you got me, what are you gonna do about it…..Snitch on me." Eira said in defeat as she got annoyed by Natty figuring her out.
"At first I wasn't sure, so I decided to confirm with you, but now I'm sure about it," Natty said with confidence.
"Sure about what?" Eira asked as she sat down on her bed.
"I'm sure that whoever that masked kid is, without a doubt, a student of Obsidian Academy!"Natty said with a serious tone as Eira stayed silent.
Both were silent for a while Till Eira coughed and broke the silence.
"Hey, are you okay?!" Natty asked in a concerned tone; she worried if Eira was feeling okay.
"Don't worry, I'm just feeling under the weather," Eira said as she brushed off Natty's concern.
"Alright if you say so.....oh, and I forgot tomorrow will be the next round of the Festival since we couldn't finish it today," Natty said as she informed Eira about the festival's continuation that is taking place tomorrow.
"Alright, good night," Eira said as she ended the call.
The next morning, Tristan slowly opened his Eyes as he woke up from his peaceful sleep.
"What happened...….. I feel like I just got hit by a truck." Tristan said as he tried to get up, but he couldn't; his body felt like something was on top of him.
"Why does my body feel so heavy?" Tristan asked as he tried to get up again.
"Tris, stop moving around so much. It's 6 AM in the morning. Go back to sleep," Stacy said as she pressed her huge chest against his entire body.
"Um, miss, please, could you please get up? I'm supposed to be in school in an hour-argh." Tristan groaned as he gasped for air due to the crushing weight of Stacy's chest.
"Alright, alright i'll get up!" Stacy yelled as she sluggishly rolled over, freeing Tristan from her weight.
As Tristan stood up, he looked at his torn clothes in anger and hopelessness.
"Yesterdays torture has officially turned my clothes into rags!" Tristan inwardly cried as he looked at his clothes in despair.
"Don't worry about it, we could get you some new change of clothes from the store before the festival starts," Blanc said as he leaned on the room's door while sipping from a wine cup that had a strange, thick, yellow liquid in it.
"Mr Blanc Noir, it's you …um…Good Morning." Tristan nervously said as he bowed.
"Good morning, and please drop the 'Mr' ? Call me Big bro from now on.... Alright." Blanc said as he walked towards Tristan with a smile on his face, placing his arm around his shoulder.
"Really?…..but isn't that disrespectful?....since you're an important member of the Index society."Tristan hesitantly asked because he didn't want to seem disrespectful towards him.
"Don't worry about it, okay…besides I only give such an honour to those whom I see as my little brother." Blanc said as he led Tristan to the dinning are so they could eat.
"Should I be honoured or should I be annoyed?" Tristan asked as they made their way towards the dining area.
As they got to the dining room, Tristan was met with a long dining table like the ones used during the medieval days, and the room had AC's on each corner of the wall, and the chairs were designed and lined with gold, but what caught Tristan's attention the most was the wide spread of different varieties of food.
"Whoa!...… This is heaven." Tristan said with teary eyes as he sat down and began to clear out the entire table.
"Woah take it easy. When did you last eat?" Blanc nervously asked with a smile on his face.
"well to be honest i eat once or twice a month," Tristan said as he lowered his head and stopped eating.
The shock on Blanc's face was evident.
"What?!..... You can't be serious!" Blanc replied, but with a more serious tone.
"Well i mean i don't have a home, and up until last year i was kicked out of my apartment that I was struggling to maintain, so I had to beg, and being a ghoul made it worse, so usually I normally get tortured in exchange for money.....but thankfully I've been blessed with food today," Tristan explained as he looked down with a face of despair.
But as he looked He saw Blanc crying from one of his eyes, and he had a gentle smile on his face that tried to hide how he truly felt.