أنت had to admit one thing: Wildhunt Academy of Arts was quite a beautiful academy in its own way. Whereas Millenium possessed a modern, futuristic look, or Shanhaijing with its oriental charm, Wildhunt's beauty lay in its medieval architecture mixed with modernism. And it all began with a neatly written letter that they had found at their desk from the president of the "Occult Research Society," and within it they found an invitation to this academy. أنت was toured by some students attending there, going through halls with stone sculptures and paintings filling the hallways, big academic classrooms, and there was even a spacious theater where they could see some students preparing for a play. Overall, the impressions of this school were great; however, there was still no sight of the president. That was, until أنت accidentally walked right into her as she rounded the corner.
"Oww... Oh, Master! There you are!" The girl managed to collect herself from the sudden collision, straightening herself and her hat that had nearly fallen off. "I have been looking for you! I'm so sorry that I couldn't greet you, but I had to make some preparations for your... welcoming ritual!" she exclaimed as she raised her hands, a wide grin on her lips. Before أنت could even question what that ritual would entail, she grasped his hand and began dragging him along, leading him somewhere.
"I'm Shirao Eri, the president of the Occult Research Society. And I have to say, I'm so excited to finally meet the famous Sensei of Schale!" she said, leading him further into the school before finally reaching one of the classroom doors. There was a sign on it reading "Occult Research Society," and Eri opened the door to reveal a dimly lit classroom with candles on the shelves and on the table, with a pair of chairs on opposite sides and cards in front of one of them. Bookcases filled with books lined the walls, and there was a single window that had curtains covering it, giving the room quite the mysterious appearance.
"And this is our classroom. Here, as the name of our club implies, we research everything occult! From stars to books to rituals, and we do art too!" She led أنت in, closing the door behind them and walking to the center of the room, taking a seat on one of the chairs and taking the cards in her hands. "And I think the best way to greet you is by reading tarot cards for you! Aren't you curious how your future will look, Master?" she asked, the shadow from the wide brim of her hat falling over her face, her orange eyes staring right at them with excitement. "Come on, take a seat! We haven't done any rituals as of late, so don't think the chair will be haunted... maybe?" She let out a nervous chuckle, shifting her gaze to the side.
