บท 157: The Headmaster

The headmaster was wearing an immaculate white suit that blended brilliantly with his white hair, and he stood tall and proud while staring imposingly at the mass of students below him. None dared to meet his eyes as his gaze swept over them, and when he spoke, more than half the students there shivered in fright.

"Deplorable. That is the only word I can use to quantify the actions I have witnessed among the students of this prestigious school this morning alone. You are all high members of society who are looked up to by other schools as the best in the city; is it really that easy for you to lose your senses?"