Milleia Sophren [First Game] [Part Ⅱ] Epilogue

Inside a small, dilapidated house, Milleia stood in front of a small mirror, checking her appearance for the ninth time. Despite her blue hair being a stand-out feature, she was more concerned with her clothes, given the reputation of the academy she had been accepted into. She had heard it was filled with dirty nobles, and the thought made her nervous.

Milleia had done everything in her power to make herself look presentable. She had taken five baths and ironed her clothes ten times, and now she was confirming for the ninth time that her clothes weren't wrinkled. After a minute, she smiled broadly in front of the mirror and proceeded to leave her room. She didn't want to be late on her first day.

But before she could leave, she had one last job to do. Milleia headed to another room and opened the door slowly. Her mother, a blue-haired woman with a pale complexion, was lying on the bed.