After leaving the unconscious girls in their room, Elion did not hang around.
He stepped out quietly and closed the door behind him. His own room was actually not too far from here.
He walked there calmly, ignoring the curious looks from most people, while returning the greetings from his peers with subtle nods.
He stopped at his door and unlocked it without much fuss.
He entered and looked around briefly. The interior was as simple as always. A bed, a desk, a wardrobe, simple basics, and nothing unnecessary.
The sword he got from his father was still lying on its usual spot, at the corner by the bathroom door.
He got rid of his dirty clothes, wrapped a bathing towel around himself, and picked up the sword before storing it away in his storage space, and then, he headed straight for the bath.
Instead of soaking in the tub, which would obviously end up taking quite a while, he walked into the attached shower instead, turning the knob.
