“Psshhh! Kaki stop! You can’t take that… that’s not why we got here!”
From a dark narrow hall, a young man suddenly snapped at the bird flying directly above the fireplace where he got a butterbeer cup key chain. The bird which the boy called Kaki, just grunted and shook his head before putting down the key chain back to its pin where it was hung earlier. Then Kaki, though slightly angry, flew back directly straight ahead of the hall where a quiet lobby is waiting, whooshing around the area with its long and pointed wings.
After that, the boy followed the bird, walking slowly step by step to avoid making any noise. The floor is wood tiled with thick maroon carpet on it, hence, it was not hard to walk with his black hammerhead shoes while preventing the wooden floor from squeaking. The
