The Magic Institute had never been very large. Even all its students together numbered less than a third of Hogwarts.
Compared with the "busy" Dumbledore, Yuxuan was genuinely busy as the principal.
He personally handled everything, big or small.
"Knock, knock-" The butler gently tapped on the open door.
"Sir, young master, lunch is ready."
"All right. We'll be there shortly." Yuxuan set down the bamboo slips and looked at his younger son, who stood ramrod straight.
"Do you know why?"
Aoi Sora's gaze was resolute. "Father, the Shingu Family's relationship with Wayne is far better than we imagined. They may not simply be partners."
"I'm asking if you know why."
His body tensed slightly. "I know, Father."
Yuxuan glanced casually toward the doorway.
His wife, Abe Tosha, stood there.
"Dear, Aoi Sora was only acting for the good of the family."
"If that weren't the case, he'd be standing there until sunset."
Tosha entered the study and put an arm around her younger son, Aoi Sora. "Your father has calmed down. Whatever it is, wait until after lunch to talk about it."
Yuxuan rose and left the study without a word.
"See? It's fine."
"Thank you, Mother."
The Abe Family's dining table was behind the palace hall.
Several maids stood beside the table. Two sisters who looked very much like Tosha sat quietly.
When they saw Yuxuan approach, both stood up at once.
"Father."
"Sit down, Mio, Nao."
He sat at the head of the table. The servants all retreated into the kitchen, then brought out one beautifully presented dish after another.
Before the other two had even sat down, Yuxuan had already picked up his chopsticks.
The sisters exchanged a glance, but neither reached for her bowl or chopsticks.
"Eat. When you do something wrong, you have to