Miss Grace lets out a long, tired exhale. She had one hand against her head as she leaned against her desk and scanned through the stacks of papers she had laid out in front of her. A mix of records, complaints, bills, and maybe a lawsuit or two. As the principal of Paper School, she usually kept herself in her office to settle all the paperwork alone, unable to find an assistant in her understaffed building. She took a sip of her tea, contained in a mug labeled “Best Principle XD”.

Why do I continue to put up with this…

She muttered to herself before sighing. It wasn’t easy running a school where half the teachers murdered their students, along with the demon that was contained in the same building. Not like she could do anything about it without getting murdered herself, even as the one who runs the school.