The clock ticks as quiet crunching and the sound of pen scribbling on paper is the only thing heard in the dark room that was only illuminated by a small yellow glowing orb floating on the oak desk. When the clock stops ticking and the orb begins to flicker he looks up and acknowlege's the new person in the room.

"Why hello, I wasn't expecting you to stop by considering the amount of people that challange you to duels and that you have a daughter to care for, as well as a wife."

A laugh comes from the second person's mouth as she walks over to the oak desk and takes a seat in one of the plastic chairs.

"Oh, well, things have been quite slow as of late, and the new year is close to starting and your just approving students, correct?" She asked crossing her right leg over her left.

The man sighed, "Yes, and suprisingly enough, it's more stressful than dealing with the actual students."

"I can imagine." She mused.

"You didn't come here just to state what I'm doing here. Now what are your true intentions?"

She narrowed her eyes and sat up, "For someone as childish as you, you sure know how to get to the point. Well, you are half correct actually. While I didn't come here to state what you were doing," She pulled out a few packets from her leather book which had a few scratch and bite marks on it, "I came here to..suggest you four students."

"By 'suggest', you mean 'tell me to enroll them', yes?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Right on."

"I understand where you are coming from, but are you sure this is a good idea?" He asked placing the packets on top of the other folders of potential students, "I understand that you know them, but how can I be certain you aren't telling me to enroll psychopaths?" He asked, leaning forward in his chair, resting his elbows onto the oak desk.

"Well Sirien, as you said before, I know them and while they are a bit.. mad in the head, they are interesting people who I believe could spice up the school year. Besides, you know I can pay for any damages that will come to play," The woman explained, "And besides, I need some way to keep people entertained! After all, there are people who may need something to read!" She looked to the side.

"Alright.." He sighed, "I trust your judgement.." The boyish voice finally agreed, leaning back into his chair, petting the blue octopus who climbed up into his lap as he stared out into the dark cobble streets that were illuminated by street lamps that would be filled with students soon enough.

"Good." The woman stood up from the chair and opened her book and teleported away, "Don't worry, I'll intervine when needed~"