Although she had accidentally made a little noise, Vivian still did not look up. Only her fingers seemed to tighten slightly around her pen.
The others seemed too caught up in the startling news to notice what had happened over there.
The three boys on the other side of the conference table all let out long sighs of relief the instant they heard those words, their faces even showing something close to gratitude.
This terrifying big shot was actually leaving!
We wouldn't have to tremble under his tyranny every day anymore!
Yelina, however, was shocked. Her light brown eyes widened instantly, and her lips parted in disbelief.
"W-why?! Is... is life here making you unhappy? If you have any problems, I can help!"
The girls who had just dispersed immediately chimed in, talking over one another as they tried to persuade him to stay.
"Exactly! Greg, if you're having any trouble or there's anything you're unhappy with, just tell us! We'll all help you!"
"Is the work too exhausting? We can share the load!"
"Don't go, Young Master Greg! The Student Council will be so boring without you!"
Greg discreetly withdrew his hand from the grasp of a girl who had somehow sidled up to him again.
With a faintly apologetic smile, he explained:
"Thank you all for your concern and for wanting me to stay. You've taken good care of me during my time in the Student Council. I've learned a lot and enjoyed myself, too. I'm not leaving because there's anything wrong with this place."
He paused, then offered the excuse he had prepared.
"The main reason is that I've just received notice from the Academy that I've been selected ahead of time as one of the second-year students representing it at this year's Hundred-Academy Exchange Meeting."
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