After Tristan got back home, he quickly went straight to bed as the exam festival had drained him dry.
"I'm tired, I need to get some sleep, but I'm hungry as well?... What should I do!" Tristan asks out loud in an exhausted tone as he walks towards the open balcony in his room and stares at the moonlit sky.
"H'm well if you're having trouble thinking, why don't we go somewhere to think about it?" Galaxy said as she appeared, upside down behind Tristan, while floating in the air.
"It's You!" Tristan says, staring at Galaxy with star-struck eyes.
"Yeah, it's me."
"What do you want?!"
"If I were in school, I'd be talking to you on formal terms, but since I'm not, I'd talk to you like how I'd talk to my friends," Galaxy said as she softened her usual strict demeanor.
"Wait, you still haven't told me why you're here?!" Tristan says as Galaxy lands softly on the balcony and walks towards him.
"Well, if you must know, I'm just here to go on a friendly stroll city."
"Well, you can go now."
"I mean, with you, stupid... you've piqued my interest," Galaxy said as she stood beside Tristan.
"What, why me... I mean, other people stood out in the tournament like that, Eira Girl and Malachi."
"You are correct, they did stand out, but both of them have an inferiority complex," Galaxy said as she gazed at the moon's beautiful light.
"Yeah, you do have a point there, so where are we going?"
"Well, if you must know, it's a secret... come with me," Galaxy said as she jumped down from the high balcony.
"Are you crazy? You're going to hurt yourself," Tristan said as he quickly looked down, but instead of falling, she floated down slowly.
"Hurry up and get down here, Tristan. I'm waiting."
Tristan quickly exhaled in defeat as he jumped down from the balcony without a single scratch on him.
"You're less commanding than when you're in school," Tristan said as he walked towards the back exit of the mansion.
"I get that a lot from my friends... but as the President of the student council, it is my job to serve as the perfect role model for the students of Obsidian Academy."
"That's so cool, having people who look up to you," Tristan says as they exit the mansion through the back gate reach the back gate of the mansion.
"We're here."
"Where are we?" Tristan asks, looking at the Gates.
"This is the back Gate of the mansion."
"How do you know that?"
"None of your business, let's just go," Galaxy said as she and Tristan walked out the mansion gates, and immediately, a car that looked like it could buy Tristan 10 times over, pulled up in front of them, and inside the car, an old man in a butler's outfit came out of the car and opened the back seat of the car for both of them.
As they got in the car galaxy's butler drove towards the city at a rather slow pace.
"Where are we going?"
"To get some new clothes for you."
"Why, though, my pajamas are fine."
"Well, we're going to a famous restaurant with a particular dress code."
After a while, they arrived at the boutique and got out of the car.
Tristan stood in one place as if was a statue, not from exhaustion but something entirely different; he was frozen in amazement at the sight of the beautiful city.
"Um, Tristan, is everything alright?" Galaxy asked, showing a hint of concern towards him.
"IT'S AMAZING!!" Tristan yelled as he walked off towards the center of the street, looking at every shop, Hotel, and other interesting building he could see. Currently, Tristan looked like a child who had just been to the city for the first time.
Galaxy chuckled a little as she watched Tristan's childish behavior on full display.
"Right this way, Tristan, my Seamstress has been waiting for us," Galaxy said, calling back Tristan from his fantasies as she pointed towards the Boutique in front of her.
As they got into the large Boutique that could be used as a hotel, both of them walked towards the receptionist's desk that was right next to the entrance.
"Excuse me, young lady, what are you doing here?"
"What do you mean, what am I doing here?"
"Well, if you must know, this is an establishment for classified people who are well known; a girl like you is not supposed to be playing here like some kind of arcade." The nasty receptionist said with a scornful tone as she distastefully looked at Galaxy.
"Um, Miss Galaxy, may I handle the situation?" Allen Galaxy's butler, who up until now remained quiet, asked as he stepped towards the Reception desk, and without a word, Galaxy just nodded in agreement, leaving Tristan confused as to what Allen was about to do.
"Young Girl, could you-"
"So you called your old bag to help You"
"Pack your things and leave, you're fired," A woman in an elegant dress said as she walked towards them with a peacock-feathered fan covering her face.
"Miss Linda your here!" The nasty Receptionist said as she stared at Linda, the beautiful woman who looked like she was in her thirties.
"Ah, Linda, how are you today?" Galaxy said as she stared at Linda with a smile.
Tristan was ready to close Galaxy Mouth as he felt that she was being disrespectful towards Linda, but before he did, Linda bowed her head towards Galaxy and her Butler, Allen.
"Mistress, Boss It's a pleasure to see both of you again. I take it this was the Guess you were telling me about on the phone." Linda said as she raised her head and curiously stared at Tristan, almost as if he were an unusual species.
"Woah This woman who has such a dangerous presence around her works for Galaxy, and her butler, just who is this girl?" Tristan thought to himself as he quickly felt pressured by Linda's presence.
"Mrs. Linda, I was just having a friendly Little chat."
"Shut up, you wretch of a low breed, know your place... I gave you a chance to work for me because your family was in ruins, and you repay me by insulting my boss and the owner of my company." Lind says in a furious heat of rage as she stares at the receptionist, who is choking on the ground due to Linda's Presence.
"Stop, can't you see she's choking?" Tristan said as he stepped in between them.
"Excuse me, but you're a guest, and this is official business... so kindly step aside," Linda said in a respectful tone that every business woman should have as she gently smiled at Tristan.