Mr. Fisher slept straight through to nearly noon, and when he awoke again, his bed was empty, just as Renie had said; she had left upon waking, leaving nothing but her lingering fragrance on the bed.
Mr. Fisher blinked his eyes, and the Hart Bird that had been in his hand had flown away at some point.
Renie had already left.
He rubbed his somewhat stiff shoulders, then pushed open the window of his room and went to the washroom to freshen up, taking the opportunity to shave off the stubble that had appeared.
Principal Ken of Saint Nali University hoped that, once Mr. Fisher returned, they could meet to discuss the matter of his appointment, and today Mr. Fisher planned to first pay a visit there.
