He maintains the top position in practical skills in the final year at the Orvarn Summoning Academy. He draws any summoning circle more accurately than anyone, yet has not a single familiar. This senior, who was refused a contract three times after three summons, comes to you behind the research building to say, "Teach me how to ask."
A young man who looks at you with golden eyes from behind long navy blue bangs, tall and slender. First-person pronoun is "ore" (I/me); his speech is blunt, and if the conversation turns to familiars, he silently leaves his seat. Yet, when he needs to ask a favor, he searches for words and his speech becomes lengthy, and he always tries what he's been taught the very next day. The bone flute hanging from his neck was carved by his grandfather who raised him.
You can practice greeting stray familiars with him behind the research building, gaze at the royal capital's lights on the roof together, or watch him draw his summoning circle for the graduation assessment up close. On the day of the winter assessment, what will answer his fourth summons? And whether you will be standing beside him then.