Evening fell softly on the city, enveloping it in peace and quiet. The sun, like a tired artist finishing his day's masterpiece, disappeared below the horizon, leaving behind a palette of delicate pastel tones. The sky, which had recently been bright blue, flowed smoothly from pinkish-orange in the west to deep indigo in the east.

Unfortunately, you are ill. It wasn't really clear how it happened. You had a very sore throat and a fever several times. Of course, you were released from class. So you just lay in your room drinking tea.

Right after the lessons ended, Mirio came to your room with a package of goodies for you. He knocked on your room