The Reason Behind it

As the afternoon classes began, Freya returned to the room without uttering a single word to me or Lyra. Her demeanor was unusually quiet, as if she were hiding something after her meeting with Cain von Flamemore. I instinctively wanted to approach her, but Lyra grabbed my arm, stopping me.

"I don't think this is the right time, Naoki-sama. Freya doesn't look like she's going to tell us anything," Lyra said, her voice tinged with concern.

"You're right, Lyra. Maybe I should wait for the right moment. Thanks for stopping me," I replied with a nod. Returning to my seat, I flashed Lyra a small smile, hoping to ease her worries. She returned it, albeit faintly, her concern for Freya still evident.

The class soon began, but to my surprise, Cain von Flamemore himself walked into the room.

He's back? What is he doing here?