While I was staring blankly at Aile’s transformation, a figure with snow-white hair peeked out from behind her shoulder.

It was Snowah—Aile’s very first friend, whom she’d managed to make only after going to college.

“Nice to meet you, Professor.”
“…Miss Snowah? What brings you here?”
“What else? Who do you think helped Aile dress up like this?”

Of course.

I nodded instinctively at her words. I had already suspected Aile couldn’t have pulled this off alone… but to think it wasn’t even her own idea?

Still, whether it was her own will or not, a change like …