Mitsuko only pulled himself a bottle of water from his own bag. It was a glass bottle with pure spring water, anything else just tasted awful. He leisurely listened to the story that the lecturer had to tell. Against his hopes the lecture was more about the creator of the Amour and Psyche statue instead of the story that the statue was supposed to tell. The brief summary that was being told didn’t meet his expectations or his standard. He really wanted to see the real thing sometime but it was in the middle of a big city full of people. Both stuff he didn’t like. Even though he was listening to the lecture he caught himself sometimes letting his thoughts drift off to his new friend. It seemed like he didn’t quite meet up to the bias about his race either. Kitsune were known as tricksters and thus untrustworthy. However, even if Shichi was a little mischievous, Mitsuko still felt that he could be trusted and be depended on when necessary. Mitsuko focused his attention on the lecture again. The last half of it was about the Venus of Milo. There was no actual story behind that one but the armless beauty has been a source of fascination for the longest time already.