Trying Out My Chairman Powers

Second and third-year students show me respect and greet me politely. The teachers, each with their own unique personality, all respectfully move aside and bow deeply as soon as they see her.

It was uncomfortable at first, but honestly, this treatment isn't bad.

(This good fortune is also a form of ability.)

Susie's shoulders, which had been stiff with tension, slowly relaxed, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

(Being the chairman of the board might not be so bad.)

Gradually, I began to walk through the palace with my chest held high. I curled my pinkish-blonde hair, just like Marie Antoinette.

"We're changing the uniform rules!"

The length of the white uniform skirts was revised from below the knee to above the knee.

Long live the authority of the chairman!

It felt like I had been given proof of my existence for the first time in my life. My suppressed ego was breathing for the first time in this warm climate of supreme treatment.

"I wish my brother could have seen it..."

Besides, the lessons at the magic school are interesting.