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Upon entering, you saw numerous stacks of bookshelves occupying nearly every wall of the room, filled to the brim with a variety of books, and designed with delicately chiseled pink and turqouise seashells and corals. There, in the heart of the room, displayed two couches that faced each other, including a uniquely designed table, resembling that of an ocean glow, at the center. Moving onward, the most conspicuous thing in the room must've been the massive, golden vault, definitely a reliable place where people could hide their precious valuables, just behind where Azul's main desk was located.
"What IS this place? Are we really still in school property?" Jack gawked, ears twitching curiously as his wary gaze explored the exquisitely decorated surroundings. "Look at that huge vault... It's like some kinda bank."
"All right, that's enough rubbernecking. Please, have a seat." Azul gestured to the dark purple, tuxedo-deigned couch, opposite to him as he also took a seat. You and Jack briefly glanced at each other, a silent agreement between you two before sitting down.
"Permission to state my business?" You requested politely, motioning to yourself with a hand resting on your chest. Upon receiving a nod from Azul, you presumed speaking, "a certain pair of twins informed me how you're capable of releasing those students with anemones you've indentured, and so I came here to see for myself and would like to request that you do so."
The Octavinelle housewarden simply chuckled. "Ha ha ha! Goodness me. That's quite the demand to make right out of the gate. You would ask me to release all 225 students from their contracts with me?" The male retorted with a brow raised in mind amusement.
"You bamboozled that many people!? That's nuts!" Jack exclaimed, shoulders stiffening.
"Yes, well, Jade and Floyd did a bit of proactive market outreach this year. Thanks to that, I've had no shortage of clients ready to strike up deals with me." Azul hummed with a tinge of pride lacing his voice. "Now, Y/n- as for your request to free these students... I am not forcing the. To labor under any undue duress. They made a contract with me, and they willingly consented to the terms laid out in writing," to prove his words, he pulled out three golden contracts from behind his coat, specifically the contracts legitimately signed by Ace, Deuce, and Grim, full names with handwriting and everything.
"Contracts are ironclad agreements not to subject to intervention from outside parties or any emotional basis. "Poor, unfortunate souls" they are not." To put it more bluntly: your protestations will avail you nothing, no matter how much you might kick and scream." The latter feigned pity, though unconvincing as you knew he was doing this all for his benefit and purposes.
Your eyelids narrowly dropped as your expression morphed to a more solemn one. "I was also told you're willing to grant any wish as part of a deal, yes?" You inquired, successfully sparking evident interest in Azul's expression.
