Fabricated Memory

Briefly, after Dright left the Agency, Rheyya felt the ship move, elevating as she glanced at the window. They now seem to be at an altitude above the sea of clouds. It appears that the agency adjusted because of Dright's 500-meter limitation, but this is information that Rheyya is unaware of.

Upon arriving at their house, Dright went straight to his room with his usual method as nobody welcomed him due to the lateness of the night. Or rather, how early it is in the morning. After changing his clothes to a white t-shirt and short pants, Dright fell asleep.

Hours have passed, and it is now 8 o'clock in the morning. Dright got up from his bed and did his usual routine. He also decided not to go to school today because most third-year combat students usually only do missions issued by the Academy personally. That or through assignments posted on the commission board at the Academy, which is entirely optional.