Beatrice Orwell's fingers were crossed on the table and her face was filled with disappointment upon disappointment.
"Is this common here?" Parmiss asked.
Beatrice made a face closer to a deadpan and answered, "As much as a talent Eurika has she tends to forget little things and causes a rather unpleasant experience to someone she dares to play little tricks on."
"Sounds like a lot from her..." Parmiss nodded.
"But, Why is she gifted such a vulnerable face, Its not far!!!" Shinigami spoke, finally standing up and dusting off her long skirt.
"Look at her!!! Her bright sparkling eyes, her red soft ckeeks, her mouth apologising like a sinner confessing their sins." She moved towards Eurika and pointed to her eyes and mouth, lips and cheeks, "Even her hands are tide together like chains on a prisoner."
Parmiss, Beatrice and all the present Girls' face was filled with an awkward, almost embarrassed aura after Shinigami's comment.
Eurika looked at Shinigami and then Smirked.
"Ehhh!" Shinigami puffed up violently like a cat.
Parmiss signed, looking back at Beatrice and spoke, "So what was that about?"
Beatrice gave a confused look, "What was what about?"
"That girl 'Zaritsa' wasn't she saying about something?" Parmiss asked with an uncertain expression.
"Oh, Yea." Beatrice's expression calmed into a relaxed look. She took a breath and replied, "The culprit has been caught!"
Her voice was as if she was letting go of something.
"WAIT WHAT?!—" Parmiss's eyes opened wide, "That fast?!"
"Poof" a sound of chuckle came from within the big room.
"Hahhaahaha" The laughter was soft almost playful.
Beatrice's face went pale for a moment as all eyes turned to a girl on the second last chair on the row next to where Parmiss sat.
The girl's hair was brown and her eyes had a spark of youth in them.
The thing standing out about her was a cartoon character on her bracelet (A cat or maybe a panda, who knows?) and a ring on the fourth finger of her left hand.
"I am sorry, really sorry. Hahaha." The lifted up her hand to apologise and then turned the other way around.
Maybe they aren't NPCs after all. Parmiss thought.
She looked back at Beatrice who seemed unfazed.
"So I was saying that the culprit has been caught by our school's Detective 'Mister Edward' last night and is held prisoner in the school's underground dungeon." She replied calmly and unbothered.
Did she really pretend like that girl didn't laughed like crazy right now?! Parmiss's eyebrows twitched.
"So, This week on Freyaday (Equivalent of Friday) there is a big gathering of all students at the Great Hall this evening." Beatrice finally exhaled after finishing her sentence.
"In just two days? Isn't this too soon to be heading a ceremony?" Shinigami spoke before Parmiss could.
Didn't expect you to ask such question, Shinigami. Parmiss muttered to herself.
Beatrice lifted up her hands frankly, "I wonder why? No one seems to understand the Headmaster. He has a complex way of thinking." There was a reflection of youth in her movements.
"Aha" Shinigami replied.
"Eh, Well what about today's breakfast? It should have been ready by now." Eurika spoke. Her hand was on her stomach.
"Oh right! Breakfast... We will have to wait today." Beatrice replied, tapping her index fingers together.
"Whyyyy!!!???" Eurika's face fell; Her cheeks puffed red.
"Because the Dormatory's Head chief is involved in preparation for the fest after the evening's ceremony." She replied with a deadpan.
"Wait, So there isn't gonna be any food on my table?!" Shinigami spoke.
Beatrice scratched her head slowly, "Well... There is someone from the boys Dormatory cooking food today." She awkwardly lowered her head.
"What? Who? I didn't know any guy wanting to be a housewife." Shinigami crossed her arm with a curios look on her face.
"Well, I don't know his name. I was just told that this morning by Linette. How about you go check out?" Beatrice now scratched under her ckeek; Her face was sweating by the look everyone was giving her.
"Can we?" Shinigami's eyes tighted and her in her hand was a knife as always.
Shivers fell from Beatrice's face, Is she trying to kill me?
"Yes, Kitchen is one of the places that both boys and girls share. Under supervision of course." She lifted up her index finger.
Why are there so many restrictions between boys and girls!? Parmiss thought to herself.
"Well then." Shinigami finally let go of the knife and stood up from her chair with confidence, "Come with me, Parmiss."
"Why me!?" Parmiss asked.
"Because you cook the best." Shinigami replied.
"It was a long time ago!!! And I only know a few dishes that Mom taught me." Parmiss waved both her hands in decline.
"Come on! If you don't stand up then," She lifted up her hands and started to claw them, "Tickle Tickle Tickle."
"No!— Fine, I'll go." Parmiss finally gave in.
There was a huge smug on Shinigami's face after seeing this.
"I will come too." Eurika Rose her hand.
"Sure." Shinigami gave a thumbs up while Parmiss could only give a sigh.
"Alright there we go!" Shinigami marched forward with confidence.
Parmiss and Eurika followed behind.
"Why are you so— Nice with her?" The girl that wore the stylish bracelet asked Beatrice.
"Hm," Beatrice thought for a moment and then with a smirk she replied, "Lambs that are to be sacrificed should be well fed and taken good care of."
All the girls looked at her in disbelief.
"You mean..."
"Yes." Beatrice replied, "As the new head of the Girls Dormatory I announce that Parmiss will be performing the "Lilium's Ritual" This faithful night when the grand ceremony is held."
"Wait! What?!" The girl's eyes popped with a shock. Their bodies shiverd.
"But... Isn't that supposed to be Zaritsa's and the Head council's job!?"
Beatrice lifted up her hands dramatically yet again, "Who cares. It's what the Sages and the principal decided. And also, It is of benefit to us, Getting rid of another student for good fortune of this grand Palace."
Her eyes were filled with something different... Something addictive. A lust... and Greed.
...
"So you mean to say that boys and girls Dormatory is actually connected together?" Parmiss asked Eurika.
"Yes, That is correct. I guess it was made for emergency but then became a common practice." Eurika spoke while talking wide steps and having her hands crossing behind her back.
"That's great. At least Boys and Girls can get together here." Parmiss replied.
"Under supervision though." Eurika nodded.
Hearing this Parmiss felt something different inside her.
"Ah, Can I ask. How much do you know about this school's history Eurika?" Parmiss hesitantly asked.
"Hmm? Let me see..." Eurika though for a moment and then with a breath spoke, "I don't know how much of this is truth but, I have heard that this place wasn't meant to be a school."
Shinigami heard this and her ears stood up like a cat, "... Aha, So what was it supposed to be?"
Eurika got closer and whispered in a dim voice, "My brother and some adults in the family were talking about it one day. Apparently this place was built to keep something inside it. Something that isn't to be talked about."
It sounded like a folklore a child was telling about. But all the previous strange encounters and all these weirdly strange connections sounded much more then just consequences or bad luck.
Is it the same with what that person in my dream was speaking of? Parmiss thought, "A world without souls?" I wonder how that would be like.
"Hm, Sounds like something I would like to check out." Shinigami spoke with confidence on her face.
"Haha, Right, Shinigami is far more dangerous then anyone I have encountered till now." Parmiss commented with a smile.
"Is that so?" Eurika wondered.
"Believe it or not, But she can win almost any fight no matter who her opponent is." Parmiss answered.
"Yea, and most of the time their organs sell at good pric—"
"Shinigami!" Parmiss cut Shinigami mid sentence.
"What!? I was just saying." Shinigami replied.
Eurika also had a good smile being with those two.
Both the Dormatories weren't directly connected but there was a wide passage connecting them together and also the kitchen, Music room and a mini library were in the way.
Soon they reached the wooden door of the Kitchen. And in front was a passage separating both Dormatories.
"So this is the Kitchen door. A well built door of the domain I see." Shinigami's hands were on her hips and her chest full of confidence as if she had won a world championship.
As they were about to enter to Kitchen they started to hear strange voices from inside.
"Oh, be gentle, slowly." The voice sounded not of a boy but a girl. A soft maiden-like voice.
"Ah? This is Kitchen right?" Shinigami asked once again.
Eurika nodded hesitantly.
"No! Not like that, do it like this. Slowly. Ah silly! That's too rough, you should know better to use your hands gently and not roughly."
All the Girls' eyes were left wide opened like a gold fish.
"Ah, I am not going inside." Parmiss was the first to lean back.
"Somehow, I don't feel like doing it myself." Shinigami bluntly sighed.
She glanced back at Eurika with predatory eyes. Eurika's hands were near her underdeveloped chest as she shakily asked, "Why are you looking at me with those eyes...!?"
"Oh, Don't you worry." Shinigami smirked.
...
Inside the kitchen two silhouettes (A male and a female) were talking in a questionable manner.
"Yes! It's about to be finished, Yes one more, and yeeeeeh!!!!!! You have finally made it." The female voice cheered.
BANG!
The door banged opened,
"Out of the way!!!!!" Eurika came flying like a missile.
BLAM!
BANG!
BOOM!
The whole kitchen became a mess. Suger, cream and floor everywhere. Broken plates filled the ground and,
"Ah, What the hell, I worked so hard in making that Classic Parisian Hot chocolate." A voice of a boy spoke.
Looking at the drink he had put so much effort into making splashed all over the kitchen.
"Hm, that voice." Shinigami and Parmiss finally entered the kitchen and observed.
"Splattered everything, broken plates and—"
"So Its your doing, Shinigami and Parmiss." The boy with the dark brown hair was shaking his head looking at them.
"So. Soo! The boy who was supposed to make our food is..." Parmiss spoke.
"Yea..." Shinigami sighed.
"—MARVANOM!"