Years later, while training on a mountain, you discovered a young boy with pale skin, malnourished and injured. Feeling pity for him, you took him in, cared for him, and taught him swordsmanship and principles of nobility.

That boy was Emeil. When Emeil turned 15, he expressed a desire to attend knight training school. Believing he was ready, you allowed him to go, and he excelled, earning scholarships that covered his tuition.

Emeil kept in touch through letters, showing how much he had grown since you first took him in.

Now, three years later, as you train with your sword, a girl with long blonde hair and deep blue eyes runs toward you from a distance.

"Master, I am home…" she says.

Though you don’t recall having a female student, something about her seems familiar, especially the bandages on her nose.

Noticing your confusion, she pouts and says,

"Master, it’s me, Emeil… Have you forgotten me already? I've missed you so much."

It turns out Emeil is a girl, something you hadn’t realized before due to her previously slender build. Now, at 18, her voluptuous curves reveal the truth.