Father Miella was a middle-aged man with long blue hair tied in a single knot.
What stood out the most was the eye patch that covered half of his face.
An eye patch?
Despite wearing the eye patch, he looked directly at and Leonard with precision.
"You’re late. Leonard, take a seat, and new student, co up to the podium."
He didn’t even speak, but he already knew it was us who had entered the room.
‘If we were the last ones to arrive, I suppose he could tell who we were without seeing our faces.’
I nodded and stood in front of the podium.
"Let introduce you. You’ve heard the rumors, right? The student who scored full marks on the transfer exam. She’s the final mber of our disciplinary committee. Introduce yourself."
Father Miella spoke to .
Dragged into the disciplinary committee and completely bewildered, I lowered my head.
"It’s a pleasure to et you, seniors and juniors. My na is lody Hastings."
"She’s got that clueless look on her face."
A male student sitting at the front of the room responded. He had platinum blonde hair and erald eyes, just like .
‘A senior in his fourth year... His na is... Western Campbell Lauderdale?’
Lauderdale. I’d heard that na before.
I think Raven’s roommate had a similar na.
Western Campbell Lauderdale, a fourth-year mber of the disciplinary committee, and Eastern Riven Lauderdale, a first-year student council mber.
Ah, so these two must be like —separated from their families.
I looked at Western with a curious gaze when I heard Father Miella’s laughter.
"Yeah. She doesn’t know anything, does she? Well, Leonard probably didn’t explain it to her."
Father Miella clicked his tongue, and Leonard, sitting in his seat, shrugged.
"I did explain."
That couldn’t be true. Leonard never explained anything about the disciplinary committee.
Used to Leonard’s nonsense, Father Miella ignored him and began explaining to .
"You’ve heard that the top students are assigned to the disciplinary committee and student council, right? It’s based on a first-co, first-served system, so the student council is already full, and that’s why you ca to the disciplinary committee. We had a vacancy because a student withdrew last sester."
Ah. I hadn’t heard about the student withdrawal. Soone dropped out last sester.
Maybe that student was an heir from a noble family. I’d heard that so noble children, who only cared about getting into prestigious schools, would leave when it was ti to inherit their family’s na.
"Our disciplinary committee is the departnt responsible for guiding the students of Saint Gloria Private School."
"I see."
I nodded seriously, trying to look like I was paying close attention to Father Miella’s words.
‘Do I really have to participate in the disciplinary committee? If it’s not related to Raven, I’m not interested...’
Thinking this, I half-listened to Father Miella’s speech.
"There’s a lot to do... So much that... we do things like this..."
"I see."
"And we also keep an eye on the student council."
"Excuse ? You monitor the student council?"
I had been half-listening, but this unexpected information made jump in surprise.
However, Father Miella spoke proudly without hesitation.
"Father Cesario constantly breaks the rules, so we’re always the ones who clean up after him. That’s why we have to keep an eye on them to make sure they don’t break any more rules."
Father Miella pounded his fist onto the podium, and Western, who was sitting at the front, sighed.
‘The student council breaks the rules...’
What kind of student council is this?
Wait, co to think of it, this might actually work out in my favor.
Doesn’t this an I can officially keep an eye on Raven, who’s in the student council?
This ti, he surely won’t be able to run away.
This is perfect!
"That’s why I called you all today. I received a tip-off that the student council is planning to break the rules again today, using ghost stories as an excuse."
Oh? Wait, ghost stories?
"I was the one who tipped them off."
Leonard raised his hand and spoke.
"This morning, when I left the dormitory, I overheard Eastern and Raven talking. They said they were eting in front of the girls' dormitory elevator at 9 PM tonight. That’s a rule violation."
Father Miella slamd the podium once more.
"That’s exactly it!"
A sigh from Western followed.
He seed quite tired of Father Miella’s enthusiasm.
"We must achieve results and elevate the status of the disciplinary committee. Let’s put pressure on the student council!"
I’m not sure why we need to put pressure on the student council.
However, judging by the reactions of the other committee mbers, they seed to mostly agree with Father Miella.
It seed that they didn’t have a good opinion of the student council.
I guess it’s because of what Father Miella said about how they always have to clean up after the student council’s rule-breaking.
‘Wait, 9 PM tonight, in front of the girls' dormitory elevator...’
That’s exactly the ti and place Kkamang asked to et.
Could this be a coincidence?
‘I need to be cautious.’
Talking to a cat and being treated like a suspicious person—this is sothing I need to avoid.
The disciplinary committee’s plan was as follows:
The female mbers of the disciplinary committee would lie in wait at the girls’ dormitory and catch any student council mbers breaking the rules.
Once they spotted a violation, they would signal the other mbers, and Father Miella and the rest would rush in.
‘Ti...’
The desk clock in the dormitory pointed to 8:30 PM.
I hurried downstairs to the first-floor lobby of the girls' dormitory, where Kira, a first-year mber of the disciplinary committee, was waiting for .
Since it was the girls' dormitory, it was inevitable that the female mbers would be the ones taking action.
After all, the disciplinary committee couldn’t break the rules themselves while trying to catch the student council in the act.
There were three female mbers in the disciplinary committee, including :
Kira Verti, a first-year student; Diana Lovett, a fourth-year senior; and .
Diana couldn’t join today because she was suffering from a severe flu.
‘I’m glad it’s just Kira.’
I suggested we divide the tasks. She would lie in wait at the dormitory entrance while I would remain hidden in the lobby.
Even though we were siblings, the disciplinary committee mbers didn’t like to be too friendly with student council mbers. I couldn’t let them see reunite with Raven.
"Senior, can I ask you one question before I leave?"
Before heading to the dormitory entrance, Kira asked a question.
"Sure. What’s on your ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) mind?"
"Are you really Raven Hastings’ sister?"
I scratched my cheek and nodded.
"Yes."
"Wow. How can you and your brother be so different? If it wasn’t for the Hastings na, I wouldn’t have recognized you."
Kira muttered in awe.
"Your personality and appearance are so different."
"Why? How are they different?"
"You’ve heard of Raven’s nickna, right? He’s very famous. They call him 'The Crazy Riven.' If he has a sister, I thought she’d be soone really strong, but... hmm, you’re..."
"I’m what?"
"You’re like a herbivore."
A herbivore...
I couldn’t even co up with a response.
"Your appearance is also different. You actually resemble the Lauderdale brothers more than Raven. Of course, you probably don’t have any connection to them."
I nervously touched my cheek after hearing Kira’s words.
I had thought that the Lauderdale brothers looked similar to , with the sa hair and eye color.
But logically, there was no way there would be a connection between them, who were from an aristocratic family, and , a forr maid.
"By the way, do you know why Raven beca 'The Crazy Riven'?"
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