Kuronomei
Hirato had finally escaped Tokitatsu’s grasps after an extensive and painful tour of his alma mater, Kuronomei - the government-sponsored academy that, among other things, was responsible for the training of potential Circus combatants.
You would think that he was dropping me off at kindergarten and not an elite academy where I am to be trained to kill and destroy man-eating monsters. Honestly, how incredibly disgusting.
Now that his pest of an older half-brother had been summoned back to his duties at the Executive Tower, Hirato was free to settle-in to his new living situation. Having been raised in relative isolation, in the lap of wealth and privilege, the idea of a shared dormitory hardly appealed to him, but he supposed he would have to make due.
Arriving at his assigned room, he turned the key in the lock and entered wanting nothing more than to rest and decompress from his long journey from the Nation’s Capital.
