[Beautiful Secretary Shania]
The one who went out of their way to come to our classroom to meet me was–
“Hello, Mr. Barrett. And Miss Tayte as well.”
An unfamiliar young woman.
She appeared to be in her early twenties, with dark blue hair resembling the deep sea and well-ordered features. She exuded more beauty than cuteness.
“So, uh, can I help you?”
Kleine was right that she was beautiful, but… I didn’t know her. I didn’t even feel like I had seen her somewhere before.
I was completely sure I had never met her.
But how did she know me?
No, it wasn’t just me. She had also mentioned Tayte’s name. Curious.
“Oh, apologies. Please take this.”
Seeing our cautious expressions, the woman extended a small piece of paper. Wait… was this a business card?
I hesitantly took it and glanced at her name.
“Uh, Miss… Shania?”
“That’s me, yes.”
I see.
Her name was Shania.
And, as for her job—
“?! T-the principal’s personal secretary?!”
“I’ve been in the position since she took office.”
I-I’d never known the principal had a personal secretary.
No, actually, it wasn’t that strange for her to have one or two secretaries considering that she was so busy. Only, I’d been to the principal’s office quite a few times, but I’d never come across her.
Then again, if she were an outsider, she wouldn’t have openly come to our classroom like this.
Guess I should hear her out, at least.
“S-so, what do you—”
“Before we continue… yes, let’s move somewhere else first. Miss Tayte, please come with us.”
“A-alright.”
So she wanted to talk not only with me but also Tayte?
It must have something to do with the principal.
Tayte and I followed Miss Shania to the rooftop.
It had a garden, and the Horticulture Committee was nowhere to be seen—a perfect place to have a private conversation.
“Allow me to cut the chase.”
As soon as we arrived at the garden, Miss Shania immediately got to the point about why she wanted to talk to us.
“You might have already guessed it, but… it’s regarding Principal Abigail.”
Right on the mark, huh.
“Is-is her condition not looking good?”
“No, her recovery is progressing well—though, it’ll take some time before she can return to her office.”
That… was a weird way to phrase that.
I was guessing it might be related to why she wanted to talk with us.
“What do you mean by ‘it’ll take some time’?”
“There are some people who are trying to hinder the principal’s return.”
““Huh?!””
Tayte and I froze in shock at the revelation.
[Beautiful Secretary Shania]
The one who went out of their way to come to our classroom to meet me was–
“Hello, Mr. Barrett. And Miss Tayte as well.”
An unfamiliar young woman.
She appeared to be in her early twenties, with dark blue hair resembling the deep sea and well-ordered features. She exuded more beauty than cuteness.
“So, uh, can I help you?”
Kleine was right that she was beautiful, but… I didn’t know her. I didn’t even feel like I had seen her somewhere before.
I was completely sure I had never met her.
But how did she know me?
No, it wasn’t just me. She had also mentioned Tayte’s name. Curious.
“Oh, apologies. Please take this.”
Seeing our cautious expressions, the woman extended a small piece of paper. Wait… was this a business card?
I hesitantly took it and glanced at her name.
“Uh, Miss… Shania?”
“That’s me, yes.”
I see.
Her name was Shania.
And, as for her job—
“?! T-the principal’s personal secretary?!”
“I’ve been in the position since she took office.”
I-I’d never known the principal had a personal secretary.
No, actually, it wasn’t that strange for her to have one or two secretaries considering that she was so busy. Only, I’d been to the principal’s office quite a few times, but I’d never come across her.
Then again, if she were an outsider, she wouldn’t have openly come to our classroom like this.
Guess I should hear her out, at least.
“S-so, what do you—”
“Before we continue… yes, let’s move somewhere else first. Miss Tayte, please come with us.”
“A-alright.”
So she wanted to talk not only with me but also Tayte?
It must have something to do with the principal.
Tayte and I followed Miss Shania to the rooftop.
It had a garden, and the Horticulture Committee was nowhere to be seen—a perfect place to have a private conversation.
“Allow me to cut the chase.”
As soon as we arrived at the garden, Miss Shania immediately got to the point about why she wanted to talk to us.
“You might have already guessed it, but… it’s regarding Principal Abigail.”
Right on the mark, huh.
“Is-is her condition not looking good?”
“No, her recovery is progressing well—though, it’ll take some time before she can return to her office.”
That… was a weird way to phrase that.
I was guessing it might be related to why she wanted to talk with us.
“What do you mean by ‘it’ll take some time’?”
“There are some people who are trying to hinder the principal’s return.”
““Huh?!””
Tayte and I froze in shock at the revelation.
