Croana and I walked through the academy with cool expressions.
After that, Croana had rushed back to her residence and shut herself in the workroom, or so I thought.
An hour later, Croana emerged from the room holding one magic tool, her smile overflowing with a sense of achievement.
While the three of us—me, Fia, and Lea—looked at the completed item, Fia made a proposal to Croana.
Since we had gone to the trouble, why not try it out?
After considering it, Croana decided to test the effect inside the humid academy.
The result could be called a success; it was truly cool.
Croana was smiling happily at the continuous cool breeze released from the magic tool installed at the dead end of the corridor.
Perhaps she was quite delighted, for a little strength entered the hand she was holding, and seeing such a face of Croana made me happy as well.
There was no one who would not feel happy looking at their lover's smile.
