Mitsuko was very good at braiding, he always did his own hair as well as he used to do his various sisters’ and aunts’ and nieces’ hair. Shichi’s hair was just so soft and nice to touch that he had automatically started to braid it. “Don’t worry,” he said with a soft smile. “You can talk all you want. For me it is also the first time at a university. I am taking art, art history and literature subjects. Maybe we are in the same class?” This reminded Mitsuko that he shouldn’t be late for his next class. He started to rummage in his leather bag until he found his watch. It was a very old looking pocket watch, the kind that had to be winded up every day. It had small flower ornaments on the lid. Flipping it open with a soft click confirmed what he had already thought, it was time for his next class already. “Sorry my next class is about to start, I need to go.” Mitsuko gently lifted the head from his lap before standing up. He quickly stored up his watch and book in the bag.