"Oh, no, don't get too mad at her," Yuyan said, panicking. "I didn't really tell anyone either the last time, because I was afraid they wouldn't believe me." Everyone except Setsuko, that is, because she'd been at that bar too, but swept up by different people. Come to think of it, Yuyan could feel her around somewhere...

"My father is a fisherman, and my mother owns a restaurant," she ventured shyly. "As for training, well, we have a family martial art, and my grandmother didn't want it to die out, so she's been teaching my brother and me since we were little." It hadn't seemed that useful for Mengli, not in their village, but it'd saved her countless times.

"I've never heard of a place where anyone can go to college," she said. "It's a shame it costs so much..."