At that moment, when I was grinning evilly to myself, someone knocked on the door of my room.
Knock! Knock!
"Young Master, it's time to go to the academy for your awakening."
The voice was heavy and disciplined, like that of a strict old man, and I recognized it from the memory of this body.
"Coming Albert."
Shouting loud enough to be heard outside the room, I got up, and gave myself a quick final touch before exiting the room.
There, an old, white haired man in a black butler suit was waiting for me.
"Ready to leave, Young Master?"
"Yes."
I said and moved forward, while Albert bowed and followed me from behind.
In this world, my father was the head of the Vaiself conglomerate, and I was his sole heir to the throne.
My mother was dead, and I was the only family left to my father, so he doted on me to no end, causing me to become an arrogant bully.
