Four - Jellal Fernandes
Gildarts closed the door behind him and turned to face Jellal.
"Why are you still here, Fernandes?" he asked. "I told you to-"
"I'm not Myst," Jellal said quickly.
"Siegrain?"
Jellal sighed. "No. I'm Jellal."
"Oh, right. I forgot that you're triplets," Gildarts said. "So, why are you here?"
"Our dad wants Myst to take over the company, since he's technically the oldest," Jellal explained. "But, as you know, Myst wants to be a musician. After you told him he should take Anima's offer, he came and asked me to pretend to be him for his senior year, so that Dad wouldn't go berserk."
"But don't you have to be at Era?"
Jellal looked at his feet. "I was expelled at the end of last year."
"What for?" asked Gildarts.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you," Jellal said. "It's a secret that affects more than just myself. But I promise it will not affect Fairy Hills."
Gildarts crossed his arms. "I don't know you, kid," he said. "But if Fernandes - the Myst one - trusts you to do this, then I'll give you a chance."
"Thank you, sir," Jellal said.
"So, how is your brother doing?" Gildarts asked. "If he doesn't want your dad to find out he's gone, being on tour with Anima is not a good place for him. He'll be all over the news."
"He covers his face and hair and only uses his stage name, Mystogan."
Gildarts raised his eyebrows. "Mystogan?" he repeated. "That's not gonna be a giveaway at all."
"Well, Dad doesn't follow that sort of news, so it should be fine," Jellal shrugged. "Sieg and I will cover for him at home, but Dad doesn't pay a whole lot of attention, so it's not like there will be much to cover for."
"Well, good for you, helping your brother," Gildarts said, opening the door. "I hope you can pull this off."
"Yeah, so do I."