Archmage of the Magic Engineering Department (1)

In the Government Affairs Hall, where students of the Political Science Department mainly gather, there is a salon that students can use freely.

...though "freely" is putting it mildly; in practice, it's no different from a study room and exam hall for Political Science students.

That’s because almost everything done in the salon is recorded and factored into major-subject grade evaluations.

Ruling the salon of the Government Affairs Hall is not a fourth-year or third-year student, but the overall top second-year student, Miriel Adrian.

Today as well, she is elegantly enjoying teatime amid a crowd of followers.

"This season’s Darjeeling is different even in aroma. As expected of Lady Miriel, your taste is excellent."

"Did you have the teacups specially ordered? My, they’re so luxurious!"

Miriel elegantly tilted her teacup with her pinky raised, giving a faint smile to the students surrounding her.

"What taste? It’s just that it’s the beginning of the semester and I was too busy to worry about it, so I used the tea leaves left over."

With every word and every gesture of hers, the young ladies around her chattered excitedly and chimed in...