Chapter 5: St. Leferia Academy [2]

There is no time more relaxing than vacation, especially for someone like me, the dormitory director.

With most of the energetic students in the dormitory having returned to their hometowns, there's no need to be so tense and concerned.

But, that vacation is coming to an end.

Already, quite a few students have returned to the dormitory. As the headmaster, He have been paying attention to ensure there are no problems with the students' admission.

"Royal is fine. Noble isn't having any problems either. The Common said that the ceiling construction in Building A, Room 501, was completed today..."

As he was checking the documents, he heard a noise from the door.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Come in."

The staff member in charge of dormitory administration entered.

"What's going on?"

"A second-year student said he wanted to live in the dormitory."

"Joining the dormitory?"

"Yes."

Student dormitory admission isn't an issue that can be decided at the staff level. It is solely under the headmaster authority.

That's why they came to report this to him.

"Who is that student?"

"His name is Max Celtrin, a second-year Common Class student."

"Max Celtrin?"

The principal immediately remembered who the student was.

Even for someone with a good memory, remembering all the students at the academy isn't an easy task. But there is one student he remember very clearly.

They're usually of two types: either very exemplary or very problematic.

Max Celtrin was the latter.

The principal eyes frowned. "Why him all of a sudden?"

The words coming out of his mouth weren't nice either.

He is stricter than anyone else regarding school rules and hates problem children.

Because the current president leans that way, there are more than a few students who deserve to be referred to the disciplinary committee and receive disciplinary action.

Max Celtrin, of course, is one of them.

"I'm not sure either..."

"Hmm."

The frowning warden opened his mouth again. "Let him in for now."

What?

The same words as Coffin's flowed through my mind. Now that I think about it, it seems like this guy couldn't stand dorm life and ran away on his own two feet.

...I understood a little bit.

The Common Hall, the dormitory where the Common Class, a group of underachievers, resides, isn't a place fit for humans to live.

It was intentionally made into a cesspool to stimulate the students' desire to learn.

No, but that's not it.

"I'm sorry. My words slipped out for a moment."

I quickly covered up my embarrassment and spoke. Then, Coffin landed a heavy blow.

"I can't allow you to join, no matter what. I'm not joking around."

"No, that's too much..."

"I can't allow it."

"..."

I was genuinely shocked.

If this continues, I'll be doomed from the start. Sweat ran down my forehead, and my mind was spinning.

I kept thinking about everything I knew about Coffin. I had to figure out a way to persuade this old man.

And then...

'Is this it?'

I finally came up with a way.

Meanwhile, Coffin issued an edict to dismiss me.

"Why are you sitting there fidgeting like that? If you're done with your business, then just leave."

Of course, I couldn't just leave like that. I opened my mouth with a serious look in my eyes.

"I admit it."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying that up until now, I was seriously underachieving. No, I was a problem child that went beyond that."

Coffin's face seemed to say, "What the hell is this guy talking about?"

I continued speaking without paying any attention.

"But nothing lasts forever in this world. I've made up my mind to come back to the dormitory and focus on my studies. I hope you understand that."

"Huh, I was wondering what you were talking about."

Coffin snorted in disbelief.

I understand. Even if I, the world's biggest problem child, say something ridiculous about focusing on my studies from now on, I'd be cursed at to my face...