Fuyuki City, Hoishiyuan Academy.
The sky was gradually darkening, and the tidy campus seemed somewhat desolate, no longer as lively as it was during the day.
A red-haired boy carried a bucket, the floor beneath his feet reflecting the moonlight, faint traces of water still visible.
"Done."
The red-haired boy rolled up his sleeves, set down the bucket, and admired the result of his hours of labor. Although he had no obligation to clean the campus to such an extent, the cool night breeze made him feel refreshed and content.
With one hand on his hip, the red-haired boy looked up at the moonlight outside the corridor. It was already late, and he decided it was time to head home, ending a simple yet fulfilling day.
Just as the boy was about to change his clothes and shoes to leave the campus, the sound of metal clashing reached his ears, and he was visibly startled. There shouldn't have been anyone around when he cleaned the campus earlier.
