Ian strode ahead first and Louise followed after him, mumbling about his bizarre possessiveness.

　　Ian took Louise to the empty student council room. Of course he did. Just like in his palace, there was always a pile of work to be done. What kind of labor would he have her do? Organize survey questions? Prepare for the closing semester ceremony? As she was speculating, however, they pa.s.sed by the table with papers piled on top.

　　Ian opened the door to the inner lounge. It was a kind of break room, but its uses were more multi-purpose. Dean would take long naps here. Claire used this place to change into her gym clothes, saying it was inconvenient to go all the way to the dormitory. Ian used this place as storage for items used by the student council. Louise herself, however, did not use this s.p.a.ce very much.

　　“Is there anything we need to organize?”