The Headmaster’s Office

“When are you planning on telling her?” Alfred asks as he watches from the reclining chair in the middle of the vast office as White’s eyes glow white while she watches Scarlet from her place sitting in the chair behind her desk. “It’s a bit ridiculous at this point, not having talked to or met the girl even once in her entire life. Don’t you think?”

The woman – who is still wearing her outfit of a black and white pair of pants, a black shirt, and a black and red jacket – simply stays silent as she continues watching the wolf girl.

Alfred sighs.

As stubborn and unable to share your problems as ever… or is it just unwilling? Never could tell with her.

“She’s a lot like you,” he eventually says, making her flinch ever so slightly. Not enough for a normal human to see it, but plenty enough for the Class V vice-headmaster to do so. “Although she seems to get her looks more from both you and him.”

White begins to frown slightly, but her eyes continue to glow. So Alfred tries once more, “Isn’t she old enough now to know the tru-”

“Enough.” White’s voice clearly echoes through the room with a hint of power, immediately making his voice vanish even when he’s still mouthing the words.

Alfred stops after just a few more words before sighing, having mostly expected that.

The man has known White for almost an entire century by now, and not once has she ever been the type to share her problems with others. She simply does what she feels she needs to without informing others of why. And it’s still absolutely infuriating to him to this day, even if he knows she’d never do something for no reason.

And that man… Alfred really doesn’t like him.

After several minutes of silence with White simply watching Scarlet as she is given a tour with her friends of the top ranked student’s suite, Alfred finally tries talking again and finds that he’s able to. So he asks, “Why did you seed her for the position of the Class I solo primaries?”

White doesn’t say anything for several seconds before eventually answering, “If she’s to survive and win the Fae Competitions, she will have to get used to more intense tournaments than some university’s ranking tournament.”

Alfred’s eyebrows rise out of his surprise.

She actually answered?!

“Why did you order Cipher to create an orphanage and treat her like an orphan?” Alfred asks, hoping to get more information out of the woman. But she just ignores the question this time.

That didn’t last long.

The elderly man leans back in the chair to stare up at the ceiling, then sighs once more and gets up to leave the room. Right when he is about to grab the doorknob though, White’s voice echoes from her seat.

“A Class V Fracture will occur next summer. Be ready for it.”

Alfred freezes in place before instantly turning around, but by the time he manages that, White is already gone. Either having moved so quickly out of the room that he couldn’t even begin to comprehend it, or having nullified his sight of her.

He’s willing to bet it’s the second one, so he asks, “Is this news from him?”

But no answer ever comes. And he really didn’t expect it to.

Alfred turns around again before leaving the office, slamming the door behind him in his irritation and anxiety over the news.

Damnit, this changes everything!

Scarlet

Huh. That feeling is gone.

So I guess White’s done spying on me?

“Most likely,” Tar says as I continue looking around my suite long after dealing with Carol’s gruesome tour of her very girly and very large room.

That’s good.

I sigh before entering my own room and finding a massive king sized bed, which has Tar immediately appearing in my room and flopping onto, in the middle of a massive and wide open room with a balcony covered by open curtains and a walk-in closet just like the massive one Carol has.

A shiver runs down my spine as I remember the massive amount of shoes that girl has.

Who the fuck needs that many shoes in the first place?! It’s just way too many!

That girl has more shoes in that one closet than every single orphan in the orphanage has ever owned in their entire lives combined together!

It also explains what she wanted to show us and why the boys weren’t allowed to come with. That and it was her closet. Which should be reason enough.

Out of curiosity, I check out my own closet to find it filled already with my favorite types of clothes.

“That’s a lot of black, white, and red…” Tar mutters as he sees the many pants, jackets, shirts, tank tops, shorts and so on in there – all of that same color scheme. And not a single skirt or dress.

Just to my liking.

I still don’t know why White would’ve been watching me, but I do have a sneaking suspicion now that she might have something to do with how Allen found me. Even if I know that’s incredibly unlikely.

After all, why would I have anything to do with the most powerful human in existence? And why would she have anything to do with a noble demon if she did have something to do with hiding me on Earth?

It’s pretty obvious she isn’t my mother. After all, one of the five Knights would never have a kid with a noble demon. Ever. Not to mention the very idea just sounds ludicrous. Especially since White herself personally despises the demons with a passion for some reason.

But I feel like she does have something to do with me.

Just don’t know what.

Out of nowhere, my terminal lets out a beep, bringing my attention to it to find a message from Allen telling me to head to the front gate of the Top class student section to meet with him and head back to the base to deal with a few last minute details about my move here.

I look around my suite for a second before beginning to leave my room, only glancing at the bed once to find the tanuki already having vanished from sight.

Whatever the answers are to my questions, I can deal with them later. I already have enough on my hands with the move here and stuff, so it’s best not to add more to my plate to worry about.