"Hello." Sylvie entered the room, her face looking a little more tired than usual.
"Hello." Astron greeted her back with a subtle nod, leaning to the wall. In his hands was the book he had recently brought from the library.
"What are you reading?" She asked while naturally sitting down beside him. Normally, she would be with the other club members, but right now, she wasn't in the mood to have loud talks with her friends.
"It is a book about Psychology and Mind Magic,"?Astron replied without raising his head from the book.
"Hmm?" Pondering about the previous times, she thought.
'When did he start showing interest in Psychology? I hadn't seen him studying it before.'
Just as she asked herself, she heard his voice. "I just recently started."
"Wh-"
"It is not that hard to notice what you think."
Sylvie leaned back against the wall, her eyes fixed on the cover of the book. "Mind Magic, huh? That sounds interesting. What made you decide to delve into psychology?"
Astron closed the book and set it aside, his piercing gaze meeting Sylvie's. "I've found that understanding the intricacies of the mind can be beneficial in various situations. It provides insight into human behavior and motivations, aiding in decision-making."
'Is it really, though?'
From the moment that Astron woke up in that Phantom's Land, Sylvie had noticed that she was no longer able to see his emotions underneath. Previously, she could still see some faltering emotions behind that grey barrier, but now it was completely grey.
Sylvie tilted her head, a curious expression on her face. "So, you're studying it for practical reasons?" She asked, looking for a possible clue.
Astron nodded. "Practicality is crucial. It allows one to navigate through the complexities of relationships and interactions more effectively."
But, she found none. Astron's expression was very hard to read, and an inexperienced person like her wasn't someone to see through him.
'It is a bit funny, though.'
Chuckling, she said, "Well, you've always been a practical person. But isn't psychology also about emotions and feelings?"
"That is right."
"Then, maybe I can also try to learn about it."
Now that he had mentioned it, Sylvie thought about her powers. She had been using them to see the emotions of the other parties before her, but rather than studying them, she instinctively used those powers.
It was like she knew how to interpret colors and which emotions they represented, but at the same time, she lacked the knowledge to observe what those emotions meant.
Astron glanced at Sylvie, his eyes narrowing slightly. "For which reason?"
Sylvie, caught off guard by the directness of his question, instinctively averted her gaze. "Oh, you know, it just seems interesting. Understanding why people feel the way they do could be useful, right?"
Astron's gaze lingered on her for a moment, his analytical mind likely processing the underlying motive behind her sudden interest.
'He didn't notice it, right?'
Sylvie felt a twinge of nervousness but maintained a composed exterior. At least she tried to. But from the eyes of a person like Astron, her attempts just looked childish. Even at first glance, he could see that she was trying to make up an excuse.
"It is indeed interesting," Astron acknowledged, feigning ignorance. "The intricacies of human emotions can be quite fascinating to explore."
Sylvie nodded, relieved that her excuse seemed to pass muster. "Exactly! And who knows, it might help me be more understanding in my interactions." She said, then mumbled. "And to be able to protect myself…."
Astron raised an eyebrow, hearing Sylvie mumbling. He thought, 'She is slowly understanding the world and her powers.'
Though Sylvie started as a na?ve girl who always wanted to stay back and watch, slowly, she was taking the reigns on her hands.
'That is good. The faster she is, the better. I don't know how long the academy will be stable like this.'
Sooner or later, the academy was bound to be drowned in chaos. Many powers were converging here; many interests were taking place. Though it may not have looked like that so far, the inner clashes between human factions were arguably more dangerous than the attacks of demons. Since the former didn't have that many restrictions in terms of domains.
Just as Sylvie and Astron were talking further, the door opened once again, and all eyes turned towards the entrance. The overseer of the History and Arts Club, Gloria Hull, made her entrance.
Gloria exuded an air of elegance as she stepped into the Multipurpose Hall. Her attire spoke of professionalism, and her confident demeanor resonated with authority. The club members quickly straightened up, acknowledging her presence.
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