Headmistress Gladys. The most important and powerful person in Luqvist and the person in charge of the Luqvist School of Magic. No doubt she’d be a busy woman—her job meant watching over both the city and its education system and all the responsibilities that came with them. It wouldn’t be a simple thing for her to make time for a lone student like myself. I expected that I’d have to wait for a break between duties, and that I might be left in front of her door for quite a while.
“Alright, here we go . . .” I muttered.
I took a deep breath to calm myself, then knocked on the heavy doors of the headmistress’s office.
“Nack Agares,” came a voice from inside. “Do come in.”
I was puzzled. I never imagined that she’d know it was me outside. I timidly opened the door and found Gladys sitting at her desk with a smile. There was another seat in front of her.
“I had a feeling you’d be coming,” she said. “Please, take a seat.”
“Hm? Oh, erm . . .” I murmured.
How did she know I was coming?
I did as I was told and sat down, but I felt completely out of place in the unique atmosphere of the headmistress’s office. I could barely even bring myself to move.
What is going on? This doesn’t have something to do with Usato, does it? I don’t have any proof, but I can’t help thinking this is his doing . . . and I think I’m right.
“Um, do you perhaps know . . . why I’m here?” I asked.
“You’re here because you intend to leave the school, yes?”
Gladys’s expression never changed, but I felt my brow furrow internally.
Now that I’ve come, will she try and keep me here?
I had expected that it wasn’t going to be easy. Even if it was in name only, I was still technically a noble enrolled at the school. I just hadn’t expected things to play out in this way.
I may have made a huge mistake . . .
The headmistress tilted her head, confused by the look of torment and suffering on my face.
“Hm? Oh, Nack, I think you may have the wrong idea,” she said.
“Wait, what? Aren’t you going to try and stop me from leaving . . .?”
Gladys let a wry chuckle escape her lips. I realized then that I really did have the wrong idea.
“Let’s try not to jump to conclusions, yes?”
“Oh, um, okay.”
“Please don’t worry. Now, while it is sad to see one such as yourself decide to leave our school, I respect your decision.”