“…P-professor Shevall? Professor Shevall…?” called out Mila in a soft tone.

“Hmm? What’s wrong, Mila?” asked the professor as he looked at her with a gentle gaze and smile.

“A… symbol of some sort seems to have appeared on your neck…”

Under different circumstances, Mila would’ve just assumed that the symbol was just rash from all the professor’s scratching. However, the symbol looked far too familiar for it to simply be rash.

“…A symbol? What could you possibly be talking about, Mila?” a