“Huh. …… What do you want now?”

“I do not like to be in contact with you either. …… emotionally.”

I was ambushed on my way to the dorm room. I sigh and wonder why I’ve been getting this kind of thing all the time since I came to the academy.

The other party has a bias, but not to the point of clear intent to kill. A middle-aged man.

The man in front of him is a demon, though Al himself is still unaware of it. The demons who have blended into human society, called the “harmony faction. He is a messenger of that clan.