Three hours later, Elysia was back at the academy, settled in her dormitory—though calling it a small villa would be more fitting. After all, she was the president of the student council, and her status was exceptionally high.
After taking a long and refreshing bath, she changed into comfortable pajamas and made her way to her study. There, she began reviewing documents that had piled up during her absence. The pen moved with incredible speed as she signed after scanning and checking each document. Her speed was so rapid that one might wonder if she had truly examined everything, but Elysia was meticulous; there was no way she would make such rookie mistakes. After all, this was her second year as president of the student council, and she had gained plenty of experience.
While Elysia was engrossed in her work, the door to her study was pushed open, and a woman walked in. Without lifting her head, Elysia inquired, "Did you successfully submit the report?"
