Hazuki waited patiently at the front gate, arms crossed, as the kids excitedly climbed into the two-carriage convoy.
The coachman held the door open with practiced courtesy, and each child found their spot.
In the first carriage, Elvia had already claimed her space on the left side, brushing invisible dust off her dress.
Chasia jumped in and sat on the right, arms folded, one eyebrow raised.
That left one seat in the middle open.
A few of the boys moved closer.
"Hey! There's still a spot—"
But both girls turned at once, eyes shining with subtle threat.
"Sit with the others," Chasia said flatly.
"Mister Hazuki's seat is here," Elvia added, not even looking at them.
"Ehh… but—"
"Sit. With. Other," both girls said in perfect unison.
The boys froze in place.
"U-Um… okay…"
Hazuki scratched his head and yawned, slowly stepping aboard.
He looked around and saw the empty middle seat.
He sat down with a sigh, arms lazily hanging at his sides.
