Inside an opulent cordovan-walled room, occupied by a lavish furniture set of burgundy colou\r, a youthful-looking man in his thirty's dressed in a navy blue suit was currently having an audience with the Student Council President. Two cups of freshly-brewed tea were served on the wooden table amid them.
"How's the situation around here, President Escarlot?" the man asked after taking a sip of his tea.
"We have it under control, Chairman, though there's a few notable occurrences recently," Allen answered solemnly, peering at the older man with a small smile.
"I see. It's been more than a year since you guys came. Have you gotten used to life around here?"
"Yes, Sir."
