Buzz buzz buzz buzz…

The elevator ascended slowly. The steel cables overhead rubbed against the gears, producing a rhythmic sound. Normally, I might find this interesting. But right now, my mind was completely filled with Sister Hill’s expression just now. I had no attention left for anything else.

What kind of blow could make Sister Hill wear such a look?

“…My name is Yoru. I’m the secretary directly handling the Student Council President’s daily schedule,” said the senpai beside me. She’d been silent since we entered the elevator. “From your face, you’re still troubled about why Hill changed like that, right?”

“…Yeah.” After a brief silence, I bit my lip and spoke. “It’s my fault. If I hadn’t come today, this wouldn’t have…”

“It’s not your fault.” She cut me off directly, her tone oddly flat. “You still don’t grasp the President’s importance to us.”

“?” Importance? Thousand Feather Sister’s importance to them?

“The President,” Yorunozuki Senpai slowly turned toward me. Her eyes met mine, unguarded and flickering with madness. “Is our everything.”

Under that gaze, I instinctively stepped back. I couldn’t dare to hold her eyes for even a second. Because the moment our eyes met, the magical energy in my body would react strangely. As if…

I’d met a kindred spirit.

“You’re a Demon Hunt—” My eyes widened as if I’d solved it. But I denied it the next second. “No. You can’t be a Demon Hunter. You’re a Mon—”

“Shh~” Yorunozuki Senpai raised her index finger to her lips. She leaned closer, pinning me in the elevator corner. Her pupils had shifted color. “Just knowing this is enough. The President permits it.”

Her black eyes transformed eerily. A red mist covered both, refracting a cold, enchanting glow under the lights. Like unbound chains, a demonic aura radiated from her entire body.

*Gulp.*

I swallowed involuntarily, halting the Runic Spell forming in my hands. My body stayed tense, not a hint of relaxation. I’d tentatively believe her words. The detection Runic Spell Thousand Feather Sister reinforced on my handbag showed no reaction. That meant Yorunozuki Senpai was likely a friendly force under her plan.

Hmmmm. Honestly? The real reason was this elevator. In close combat, non-humans like her would crush me instantly.

“Hmm.” Yorunozuki Senpai noticed my movements. After I withdrew my hand and fully stopped the spell, she nodded. She stepped back, resuming her efficient demeanor. The demonic aura vanished. The strange reactions in my magic settled, returning to calm.

“You need to grow much stronger. Or you’ll become a burden to the President,” she said flatly. Words that made my face flush with shame.

Worst of all, I couldn’t argue back.

“We’re here. Let’s go.” As I mentally cursed her, the elevator chimed *ding*. The doors slid open.

“Yeah.”

The moment I stepped out, the floor’s decor stunned me.

A red carpet covered the entire corridor. Walls of expensive wood and crystal glass lined both sides. Every five meters, a precious-framed art painting hung, adding high-end luxury. Handcrafted crystal lamps dangled overhead. Their polished angles—impossible for machines—were shaped only by meticulous human hands.

“Wow.” I sighed. No wonder this school was called the noblest of nobles. But why design even the Student Council’s office building this lavishly?

“You seem very shocked,” Yorunozuki Senpai said suddenly. She walked ahead without glancing back. How did she know my thoughts?

Could she be…

A psychic-type Monster!?

This was utterly terrifying!