Two years later.
Nidia ran screaming at the top of her lungs on the silver sand, throwing an inflated ball squid at her brother. Tiamat caught it and lightly threw it back to her, but he applied a clever transformation technique to it before that so that when she caught it again, the inflated ball squid would be firmly stuck to her hand. Bewildered, she kept swinging her hands, trying to peel it off her fingers.
Ysilnod watched the siblings from afar in the shadows as restless thoughts constantly flitted through his mind. This was the seventh time that they had come out to have fun when class was supposed to be in session. Tiamat’s tense nerves seemed to have relaxed recently for some reason and his research had suddenly come to a complete halt. If Nidia said she did not want to study, t
