In the depths of the secluded valley, King Hassan stood with his back to his disciple, blue flames flickering in the eye sockets of his white skull.
"You returned here through a dream. Is something troubling you?"
Suzumiya Rin lowered his head, looking embarrassed. He shouldn't have bothered his master over such a trivial matter.
"Before you arrived, I learned a little about that world from her. Are you troubled by the matter of the Infected?"
"No."
"Then are you worried about the powerful enemies you will face in the future?"
"Not that either. It's just that tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and they've all asked me out..."
King Hassan's hand on his greatsword trembled slightly, and the blue flames in his skull's eye sockets burned brighter. So that was what was troubling him.
Matters of the heart were indeed important. This disciple knew little about social graces, and as his teacher, King Hassan ought to guide him properly.
"Wait. You said 'they'? How many?"
Suzumiya Rin timidly raised his head and held up three fingers. King Hassan nodded and was just about to speak.
"Surely it's fewer than a hundred?"
"..."
"The number isn't the problem! But I'm using two identities! For certain reasons, I took on another identity and infiltrated a faction that was originally our enemy. Usually, I can schedule dates at different times, but what am I supposed to do this time, Master?!"
