The Rules Were Never Meant for Him ( 206 )

Knock knock.

"Come in," the headmaster said, not even looking up from the stack of documents on his desk.

A well-dressed woman entered, her posture composed yet firm. She carried a neatly bound folder and placed it gently on his desk. "Headmaster, another official complaint from the noble households."

The headmaster finally glanced up, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? What is it this time?"

The woman sighed, though a small, knowing smile played at her lips. "It's about Javier De Armand… again."

The headmaster smirked. "Of course it is."

"The complaint is about—" she hesitated for a moment, choosing her words carefully, "—the… double standard regarding his personal aides."

The headmaster chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "Ah, so they've finally noticed. Took them long enough."