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So what are the other dorms like, then? |
That's a lot to take in. | No way am I ever going to remember all that. |
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All those names are way too long! How's anyone supposed to remember 'em? |
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Ah ha ha! Well, you get the idea. Want to or not, you'll learn them soon enough. |
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At orientation, the Dark Mirror picks a dorm for you based on the essence of your being. As a result, each dorm ends up with a distinct sort of... flavor, we'll call it. |
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That is sooo true. I totes see it. |
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"Flavor," huh...? |
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For example, look at that guy. |
He has dog ears?! | Muscly dog man, sure why not. |
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That rough-and-tumble vibe he's got has Savanaclaw House written all over it. |
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Huh. All right, so what about that guy with the grey and purple cord wrapped around his arm? |
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He's gotta be from Octavinelle House. And the student sitting at the table in front of him has a red and gold armband—Scarabia colors. |
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Those dorms are for the smart students. They're always neck-and-neck in the academic rankings. Ah, but the current housewarden of Scarabia doesn't seem to be all that great of a student... |
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And here Cater goes, off on some tangent. |
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Ha. You learn fast. Let's get back on topic. You see the flashy one with the purple and red armband? Those are Pomefiore colors. |
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Whoa! The girl with the potion books, I really like her! |
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What's she doing in a boys' school?! |
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You two are such morons. There aren't girls officially enrolled here. |
WHAAAT?! |
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...? |
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Speaking of girls, there's a portrait in the west hall who's a real beauty. Name's Rosaria. If you'd like to meet her, I'd be happy to introduce you. Maybe we can set something up? |
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A painting? Hard pass! I don't care how cute she is if she's two-dimensional! |
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Hey now, they're not all just pretty faces. The students at Pomefiore are among the best at potions and casting curses. |
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So they're gloomy and miserable? |
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Hey, no need to put it like that! They just have a reputation for being quiet and serious, is all. That dorm tends to attract magical-energy engineers and students who are good with tech. |
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And that just leaves... Diahonyalara, was it? |
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You were off to a good start, and then you rammed right into the guardrails. It's "Diasomnia." |
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I know that! I just misspoke, all right? |
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There's a little kid in that group! |
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Ah, we do get some child prodigies here. But that guy there is no kid. He's a junior like us. Name's- |
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Lilia. Lilia Vanrouge |
Everyone |
BWAH?! |
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H-he just teleported! |
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I understand my apparent age interests you? As this bespectacled fellow accurately noted... Despite my fresh-faced, boyish good looks, it would be inaccurate to call me a "child." |
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"Fresh-faced," he says... |
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You need not gawk at us from afar. You may feel free to speak with us directly. We are schoolmates, are we not? All of us at Diasomnia House welcome you without reservation. |
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...... |
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...... |
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And yet, those guys over there aren't exactly rolling out the red carpet in terms of approachability... |
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Their table has got to be over twenty yards away from ours. And they overheard our conversation? That's WAY creepy! |
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Malleus is reeeeeal bad news. Though I suppose the same could be said of our own dear housewarden. |
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No kidding! He collared me for eating one slice of tart! All his rule obsession is outta control! |
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My "rule obsession" is "outta control," is it? |
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You bet it is. Riddle's just a petty tyrant who leans into the whole "rules" schtick as a pretext to keep everyone under his puny thumb! |
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Ace! Behind you! |
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Bwah?! Housewarden! |
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