At the Principal's dismissal, Chunji rose from his seat and began following the mannequins. The first step had been made, though there were many more to come. For now, it was time to familiarize himself with the grounds of the academy. Chunji had an overview of the academy when he was locating the auditorium, but learning in a time of battle wasn't the ideal way to memorize the ways around.

There wasn't much Chunji paid attention to. He didn't bother responding to any prompts of communication, nor did he hear anything come from his Adapa.  

Speaking of his Adapa, after it greeted him and stated their service, it promptly disappeared. Short, concise, and blunt. It was something that Chunji could follow.

Though it was a living being, no? Even if it wasn't human, it still had a conscience. Since there were multiple Adapa, Chunji figured naming his would help him distinguish it from the others. But what name would be fitting?

The room that had been assigned to Chunji was at the end of the hall, which was a minor inconvenience, though the room was satisfactory. A bed, desk, and all found within the room. Taking a seat at the desk, Chunji allowed himself to relax. Without a certain Shadow Witch yanking away his chair, he was allowed ample time to check himself for injuries before addressing the issue from before.

"Adapa."

The Grimoire appeared beside him. 'Hello, Chunji. How may I assist you?'

A mental message, something similar to what the owl boy had done when he linked their minds together. 

"Your name shall be 'Dayin.' If you already have another name, then please state it if so." Chunji wasn't good with names, but he felt Dayin would suffice. In his language, it meant 'print,' and the Grimoire was, in fact, a book.

"Affirmative. The name 'Dayin' has been registered. Is there anything else I may help with?"

Chunji shook his head. At the sign of his dismissal, Dayin disappeared back into his being. Comparing it to back then, it wasn't mocking nor inquisitive. If anything, it reminded him of the clockwork of Rekordia, robotic. Its tone didn't betray any depth of emotion, which meant what Principal Raja said was more or less correct. It suited itself to his personal needs. Something that Chunji felt was a little wrong.

Whatever the case, it was only past 10:00 AM. There was still much to do until tomorrow's meeting. Getting up from his seat, Chunji began to travel back into the academy. 

Wingram Academy, despite its messy introductions, was still an academy. It had a trove of knowledge for any staff or student that could access it at any time. That being said, Chunji's first stop was going to the library. He needed to learn more about healing since it was inadequate. He needed to rectify that problem.

It probably wouldn't take him that long to locate it, but the only problem was finding the books. However, that could be rectified by talking to the librarian in charge.