This place was quite different from Amestris in so many ways, and it was taking some time to get accustomed to such a foreign country. For one the colonel had never before even seen this country called 'Japan' on any maps and hence determining how to get back home had proven quite the task. Then of course he had needed to study up on the customs of this country, although he had found himself drawn to one particular aspect he fancied far more than the Amestrian ways, particularly in the school system; a thing he had also seen evident from first hand experience by looking at the way of dressing amongst many females of the school.
"Miniskirts..." Roy Mustang let out a low, satisfied mutter, mainly intended for himself.










