913 What Other Choice Could There Be?

At that moment, in the principal's office, Grigori was over the moon after receiving Aurae's promise that the stolen Stele would be replaced by the limited edition A7 model. Humming happily, he brewed himself a cup of his favorite spiritual tea and slumped onto his innocent-looking chair, placing his feet leisurely on his desk, one short leg resting atop the other.

With eyes squinted in delight, Grigori savored a sip of the piping-hot beverage, relishing all of its flavors. Just as he thought he could enjoy this moment of peace and pleasure for a while longer, the giant hologram of Aurae's head with its six blazing eyes appeared above his desk.

"Pffff-GULP! Cough, cough, cough..."