Saying so, Celia rummaged through her personal inventory and withdrew a seemingly simple orb. Its surface shimmered faintly, coated in a pearlescent sheen.
But what stood out wasn't the orb itself—it was the emblem engraved at its center. A golden rose, intricately designed, gleamed with quiet dignity under the room's warm light.
The moment I saw it, something clicked in my head.
"That's a tracker, isn't it?" I asked, stepping closer. "It links to the uniforms. Through the insignia."
Celia paused, blinking at me in mild surprise. "...Yes, actually. That's not common knowledge. Did you read about it somewhere?"
I shook my head. "Nope. Just guessed. The insignia on our uniforms and that orb—it's the exact same. Thought it wasn't just for fashion."
She sighed and shook her head, a faint smile tugging at her lips despite the situation. "Could've just been a branding symbol, you know. Property of Rose Academy and all."
