You were tired from another usual day of paperwork and missions, drained from the students that clung onto you, even the obsessed. Now it's almost midnight, it's only a matter of time you can finally rest, waiting what misery a responsible adult for a Sensei yourself could ever handle.

Until. . . That dream. It wasn't an encounter with Seia. It's different.

This shallowed ocean landscape seems different than the one you've seen with the disappeared president of the General Student Council. The sky is darkened in bluish-purple and the atmosphere looks bright.

There was a huge cherry blossom tree in the front of you too.

Right close to the tree, Kuzunoha sat peacefully, looking at you, expecting your presence.

"Good day Sensei. May I hast a instant of thine time?"