Tarou and Sei didn't really know why Hitoshi wanted to go and visit the girls, yet again, before heading out on their mission. They were already stalling to go on it, as it is, from that detour to the Training Course. He, being the person he was, wanted to stall even moreso. Perhaps it wasn't stalling, though. Perhaps Hitoshi wanted to do this so he could try to impress the girls about his fancy new assignment. Neither of them knew the true answer to that question, but what they did know was that he was going to get side-tracked, and they couldn't really do much to keep him from doing so.

Going past the front doors of the campus, the trio went around the building and started walking past the boys' dorms again. As they passed by, they all saw that eye-patched kid, still running around with his head scanning the ground, looking for his stuff for class. Tarou shook his head as they passed him. After a moment, however, they stopped. Looking at the backpack on Hitoshi's back, he mentioned it to Hitoshi and inquired about whether or not it belonged to this person.

Unstrapping the bag from his shoulder, Hitoshi approached the blonde-headed student and offered it to him. Upon turning around, he smiled and took the backpack from Hitoshi, digging through it. “Hey! You found my backpack, Hitoshi! Thanks a lot, man!” The student was about to run off to class when his hand dug into a side pocket and started feeling around, finding something that he wasn't sure was his or not. “Wait...what the hell is this thing? I know it's not mine. Well, why don't you take it as thanks for saving my butt?”

The blonde student walked off, and the trio looked at a small silver sphere that had been handed to Hitoshi. They all raised their eyebrows as they looked at it, curious as to what purpose it might serve. None of them knew and, after a moment, they pocketed it, seeing Umi out in the distance. Hitoshi walked ahead of the other two and saw that she was approaching them, giving Hitoshi a strange look. As she came up to them, she inquire about Hitoshi. “Hitoshi-san...are you troubled?”

Hitoshi was a little confused by this statement. He didn't think he was troubled. Was it possible that he was troubled, and just didn't realize it? “Troubled? No. I'm not troubled, Umi-chan. What makes you think this, all of a sudden. Er...Do I look it?” Umi calmly closed her eyes and sighed as she began to respond to him. “In a manner of speaking, yes. Trouble most always finds a way to follow you. That's not what I mean, though. What I mean is...” The young Evoker started to get a very worried look on her face, as if she knew that something bad was about to happen.

“If you're not troubled right now, then you soon will be. I have misgivings. The portents are not favorable for you, Hitoshi-san. Whatever it is you are doing now, you must be careful!” Her worried expression bothered Hitoshi a little. He started getting slightly nervous as he asked her what she meant by all of that. “What do you mean? How did you know I was doing something where I needed to be careful?” Umi shook her head as she realized that Hitoshi had forgotten one very important thing about her. “Haven't I told you before? I know everything!”

Taking a moment to pause, she started to correct her last statement. “Well...almost everything. I guess I just have what you might call, um...a bad feeling? Maybe a premonition of sorts. I have become fond of you, Hitoshi-san. Please heed me, and be careful.” Hitoshi smiled at hearing that Umi was fond of him, and tried to make her not worry for him so much. “I'm always careful! With the kind of lumps I've taken, I'd be dead ten times over if I weren't careful. Besides, we all get those weird feelings now and then. It's not a big deal. All we're doing is a quick run around the block. Really, I'll be just fine.” He took a moment to try to find a way to further keep her from worrying. He got an idea of something for her to do.

“You know, if it helps take your mind off things, why don't you write me a new poem to listen to when we get back!” Umi took a pause to think. She had a bad feeling, but maybe she was just being a pessimist, since she had grown fond of him. “Yes...I suppose you are right. Please forgive my pessimism. I now understand what people mean when they tell me I think too much. I'm sure you'll be alright.”

The trio left Umi at the tree by the lake, and carried on, Hitoshi planning to visit Rui again before heading out. They happily walked off, towards the main building of the campus, Umi watching them from afar. They were leaving, but she couldn't help but watch every move they made, especially Hitoshi's. As her mind was going towards a new poem, she couldn't help but keep worrying about him, despite his cheerful attitude about everything. There just was something amiss here. Something that didn't add up, in her feelings.

She sighed to herself as she leaned against the tree, the wind blowing her purple bangs around the horn that flew from her head. She knew something was wrong. The portents were still ill for him. She started thinking to herself as they headed off, the worrying not stopping at all. “The portents...they don't lie. He must be careful. He must.” She took awhile to take in the soft, cool breeze, trying again to get her mind off of this bad feeling she had in her gut. She had to keep from stressing herself out. They would probably be just fine, as he said. She was probably worrying over nothing at all.