Mage of the Four Seasons Council (4)

The impression that something was dazzlingly glamorous and bright, and had made my parched heart flutter just a little, didn’t even last five minutes.

“The professors all go on grandly about how our Four Seasons Council is, like, the top students protecting the academy’s traditions and discussing the future and all that—but”

The student council president sitting across from me, Senior Seraphina, stretched gracefully.

“Hmm, honestly, it’s nothing special. It’s basically just a social get-together held twice a year to let people outside the academy know we’re doing well.”

President Seraphina let out a quiet laugh and continued.

“So all we have to do is kill time a bit, go out there, and smile, saying, ‘We had a very useful and pleasant discussion.’”

That didn’t seem to be the president’s opinion alone, either.

Senior Miriel across from me was just savoring fragrant tea, and Senior Gaios was focused solely on tending to the blade with his sword drawn.

Suddenly, this gathering... started looking incredibly trivial.

No, if that was the case, why the hell had they dragged me here by force...