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The crowd was huge. I could guess who the main characters were without even looking at their faces. It must have been the Pope and the Crown Prince.

As expected, the faces that I could see between the crowd were the Pope and the Crown Prince that I had seen at the cafe.

The Dean and Dean of Academic Affairs from St. Gloria Private School were also visible. They must have co out for a ceremony.

They must have co out to introduce Gloria Island to the higher-ups.

“Here, sister.”

“Eat, senior.”

At that mont, Easton and Raven held out fried potatoes mixed with different sauces.

I took my eyes off the crowd for a mont and received the potatoes. I held the potatoes in both hands and let out a brief internal scream of happiness, but I didn’t show it on the outside and politely expressed my gratitude.

“Thank you. I’ll eat well.”

Then Easton smiled and replied.

“As expected, I don’t refuse food.”

My earlobes were hot, but I ignored them. I’m a person who knows how to be quite shaless when it cos to food.

Of course, I first learned that I have that tendency when I ca to school.

“Why are you talking like that, big sister?”

“What are you talking about? Senior is quiet, so why are you making a fuss?”

I took a bite of the potato while Easton and Raven bickered in the background.

The sweet and salty sauce spread in my mouth. Soon after, the warm and savory taste of the potato added to the flavor.

‘It’s delicious, after all.’

The next thing that caught my eye was a dish of boiled eggs coated in breadcrumbs and fried.

“Why, big sister. Are you buying this for too?”

I nodded. I felt a little embarrassed that I was just getting food from my junior, but when I thought of him as the youngest of the Lauderdale Dukes, that feeling quickly disappeared.

‘Because Easton said he’d buy it for first!’

If you have money, you’re an older brother. That's how I beca more and more shaless.

Raven, who was watching from the side, also took a chance and bought various things with Easton's money, so I was able to have a happy snack ti.

"No. Why does this senior eat so well? Is it because he always spills coffee? I felt it when we ate together, but he's a total glutton."

Easton watched eating the sausages with a face that seed to be amazed.

Of course, he didn't care about that and slowly ate the sausages while looking around the stores.

"I've already looked at all the stores on the list. All the candies have been collected and will be replaced with candies made by Mrs. Lewis tomorrow morning."

I nodded at Raven's explanation. Anyway, things were going smoothly so far.

I was thinking that I should head back to the cafe and was about to turn around.

"Hey, who is this! A Hastings student?!"

Soone pretended to recognize . When I turned ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ around, I saw my music teacher.

It was the teacher who had introduced to the dean after I got a perfect score on my first transfer exam. The teacher who said that my na was lody and that I would sing well.

“There’s an opera performance tonight, so let’s go see it. There’s also a piano collaboration this ti, and Ramsport is going to be in charge.”

He handed a promotional flyer.

Ramsport?

This was the first ti I heard that Leonard was going to be a piano collaboration.

“Co with us.”

“Okay, sir. Since we have so ti in the evening, let’s go see the opera.”

Raven and Easton asked to accompany them. I beca quite interested in the opera after seeing the promotional flyer.

The the of the opera was none other than the story of Sister Gloria from 100 years ago.

‘The king said I was the reincarnation of Sister Gloria.’

Even if there were many overlapping points, how could there be such coincidences?

Just because ridiculous incidents keep happening, it’s difficult to just conveniently fit the story together.

“Tolko! You’re the student representative this ti! Congratulations!”

“Congratulations, Tolko! I’ll be looking forward to it!”

At that mont, students from our school who were passing by suddenly threw words of encouragent at .

At that, outsiders glanced at and started whispering.

They were all analyzing the strange word, asking what Tolko ant. I was really embarrassed.

“Raven, Easton. Shouldn’t you two be out investigating ghost stories tonight? I thought it was your turn today.”

Then a man who ca closer said sothing, as if he had heard our conversation.

When I raised my head at the familiar voice, I saw Noah standing there.

Raven, who heard what his senior said, refuted him with a discontented face.

“Chairman, the extra edition said that senior needs to recuperate, but is it okay for him to wander around like this?”

“It’s okay. No one said anything. This is what they call power and privilege.”

Noah answered very unluckily. What is this ambivalence that makes him so cool and reliable despite being unlucky? Anyway, it was quite reassuring to have soone of power by his side.

“lody can watch the opera with .”

“Who cares? My sister is going with ?”

“Wow, Chairman, is there such a thing as cutting in line or not?”

When Raven and Easton imdiately refuted Noah’s words, the senior looked at Easton with a face that seed incomprehensible.

“Raven is like that, but why are you refuting it so much?”

Then Easton also closed his mouth with a face that said, “Oh no.” Then he tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand my actions even when I thought about it.

No, is it really that weird? Just! Hey! You can just say that you did it because you care too much for your senior!

I was hurt, so I said to Noah.

“Okay. I was already curious about the contents of the opera, so that’s great. Leonard is going to perform piano with the opera orchestra this ti.”

Then, as if he didn’t know, Noah’s eyebrows moved. They were crooked in discontent.

“Ah. That’s it.”

Soon, he showed a very timid reaction.

Of course, I couldn’t pay attention to him for long. The crowd had co down to our side.

The Pope, the Crown Prince, the Dean, and the Dean of Academic Affairs were all within arm’s reach.

‘Hmm?’

And at that mont, I saw soone approach the Dean of Academic Affairs and whisper sothing in his ear. Since they were close by, I could see them through the crowd.

After a while, he asked for the group’s understanding and I saw him following soone through the crowd.

“Senior.”

I called Noah, but he didn’t answer as if he had already caught the scene.

“I think it would be better to follow.”

He must have thought the sa as because he answered like that. We quickly followed the Dean of Academic Affairs who was walking away.

Raven and Easton, who were bickering, also followed us, not knowing what was going on.

The Dean of Academic Affairs went into a quiet alley. Since it was likely that four people would be caught following him, I ended up leaving Raven and Easton in the middle and cautiously approached with Noah.

There was sothing like an abandoned closet in the alley. It sohow reminded of .

Whether he knew my feelings or not, Noah pointed to the closet.

“I think hiding over there would be a good way to hear the conversation.”

The closet was close to the Dean of Academic Affairs. We crawled into the closet while crouching on the floor.

It was a single-person closet, so it was very cramped, and I had to stay close to Noah this ti as well.

It seems like I’ve been locked in such a confined space with this senior a lot.

“Senior, can you hear.......”

I was about to ask if I could hear the head of the academic affairs departnt, but Noah imdiately covered my mouth.

A large hand imdiately grabbed my mouth. I held my breath for a mont.

“Shhh.”

Noah asked to be quiet. I wanted to say that if I covered my mouth like this, I think I’d be quiet even without being asked, but of course I couldn’t answer.

“It’s the special edition that seems to have been published a little while ago, headmaster.”

At that mont, I heard soone’s voice.

I held my breath again and listened in that direction. It seed like the head of the academic affairs departnt had shown the special edition.

He didn’t say anything for a mont as he looked at the extra edition.

‘Did they catch us here?’

A cold sweat ran down my temples. Then, long fingers gently wiped away my sweat. When I raised my head, my eyes t Noah’s.

He had wiped away my sweat with his own hands.

‘More, it’s dirty.’

My pupils shook wildly in embarrassnt. I was embarrassed and ashad, so I couldn’t focus on the gaze and eventually turned my head away.

“That’s good.”

At that mont, the voice of the Dean of Academic Affairs broke the uncomfortable silence.

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