Obtaining Regen
Jyorta stepped foot in the principal's room, watching Madam Mary buried under a pile of work. Her five psychic arms were visible, continuously flashing to and fro as they performed five different tasks. Held in her hands was a book she leisurely read, upon a closer look, it was a storybook.
The book had the picture of a fairy with transparent wings, wearing a yellow gown while sporting a stupid grin. Drooling from her mouth was honey while she hid the honey jar behind her, in an effort to hide it. Leaves danced about, each big enough to hide her face.
'The Gluttonous Fairy of Honeywood. It's a fairy tale.' Jyorta was confused for a second, the oddity of the situation and the sharp contrast making him speechless. Madam Mary's psychic arms were working at such speeds that they were a blur, unable to be discerned by the naked eye. But she, on the other hand, was relaxedly reading a storybook.