NOVPUBIn the lounge area of the Student Union room, a dark wooden coffee table stands quietly, its edges rounded and smooth.
The rich aroma of hot coffee wafts from a porcelain cup, filling the room, evoking a sense of tranquility.
Frey sits on the sofa, silent, not contradicting the president’s words.
He has no intention of showing off and trusts deeply in the president’s judgment.
"Mr. President, please go on."
Lanci sincerely requested.
Being a passionate person, Lanci would not sit idle when the school had urgent public services to address.
More importantly, he had joined the Student Management Committee, responsible for handling these affairs, and felt a strong sense of duty and responsibility.
"Recently, there’s an old, small building in the school that urgently needs to be demolished. However, a former team, now disbanded, is still using that unsafe wooden house as their club room. So I’m asking you to persuade them to leave."
President Monasite slowly explained to the two newcomers.
This wooden building was originally the club room for the "Soul of Fighters’ Club".
Due to the team’s poor performance in recent years, relying too much on pure force and ignoring balance and collaboration, they got demoted and disbanded last year.
Now, this building is informally occupied by individuals from the disbanded team.
Normally, the school and student union could turn a blind eye to students who are emotionally attached to their club room.
However, since the club’s poor management years before disbandment, coupled with the team’s destructive training activities, had led to severe damages to the wooden building’s protective enchantment, it now poses serious safety hazards, violating the "Hutton Kingdom Fire Safety Disposal Management Regulations".
It could even endanger other students passing by the building, hence the school had decided to have it demolished.
The Capital Fire Department of the Hutton Kingdom is urging for this to be done and has already granted the school a demolition permit.
According to the regulations, the school needs to finish the demolition process within 15 days or face fines and criticisms.
"But the trouble is, those members who want to protect the old club room are refusing to comply. No matter how many notices and safety hazard assessments we’ve sent over, they’ve ignored. Today is the last day in the deadline given by the Fire Department, we have to negotiate with them to leave and assist the Magic Engineering College with the demolition work."
President Monasite shook his head with a helpless sigh.
Monasite, of course, understood the feelings of these students.
But fire safety trumps all. He needed to think of the reputation of the school, the safety and quality of life of students on campus.
At the school staff meeting, as Student Council President Monasite, responsible for coordinating the relationship between the school and students, had proposed using the school funds to refurbish this building, but the school denied because once they allow for such violation of team management regulations, it will open the floodgates for countless violations henceforward, and students will use this account as an example to request compromises from the school.
Upon hearing this, Lanci nodded. So it’s a case of evicting a stubborn tenant and addressing fire safety risks.
"I got it. Leave this issue to me Mr. President, you have chosen the right person."
With a solemn promise, Lanci took on the task with expertise.
This level of confidence led Hyperion to take a quick glance at Lanci beside her.
She felt uneasy, precisely because Lanci was holding the moral and legal high ground.
She knew all too well how this guy performed when he devoted himself fully!
"Very well."
The president acknowledged satisfactorily.
"This work is actually approved by the school for a three-day work leave for the executive members and a reward of practice credits equivalent to a quarter of a course. Moreover, if the overall work goes well this year, our Student Council will also have a mid-term trip funded by the school, and will not be worse off than the best teams in the school. It’s just possible a hard work from everyone is needed. I’m sorry if it affects your studies."
After briefly introducing the basic operating rules of the Student Union to Lanci and Hyperion, President Monasite saluted the three freshmen with a solemn nod.
The difficult job in the Student Union belongs to high risk and high return category, and not chosen by any students, but those truly love this campus and talents.
"Mr. President, what are you talking about? It is my honor to be able to join this team and serve the students."
The sense of responsibility that Lanci’s speech was overflowing with was like when he was rescuing the Demon Academy from the crisis of being abolished.
Only this passion, it couldn’t be doubted as fake.
"..."
Hyperion held her tongue for a moment.
She knew Lanci, the guy who would love to enjoy the protection, convenience, and resources of the school while skipping classes legally.
He will probably try every trick in the book to stick with the Student Union in the future.
The point about affecting the study doesn’t hold water.
Frey, on the other hand, nodded in approval.
He had not shown his face in the classroom for a whole week after the start of the school. He was captured by the Dean of Knight College from the Ichrite Crown Casino at 3:30 in the morning, and finally thrown into the Student Union.
This was the dean’s final ultimatum to him, also providing him with an option to complete the study successfully even if he skipped all the classes.
Luckily, he got along well with the president, and the Student Union room was decent too, as long as he didn’t have to go to class.
"Okay then, Frey, please show the way to the Knight College side to vacate the room that needs to be demolished. We’ll leave the demolition work to you too."
President Monasite patted Frey on the shoulder and said.
"No problem."
As soon as his words fell, Frey stood up, waved his hand, and walked toward the great door of the Student Union room.
Lanci and Hyperion also quickly nodded to the president and followed Frey out.
"Please take note, while those remaining members of the ’Soul of Fighters’ Club are quite aggressive, they are also very chivalrous. As long as you figure out a way to communicate with them, there should be a way to mediate. Do not have a direct confrontation with them, which would exacerbate campus conflicts."
President Monasite stood up, hands on his back, looking at the three leaving figures, and said.
"Don’t start a fight, communicate rationally, and resolve fire safety issues. I understand and will do it well!"
Lanci muttered, then turned his head back and waved cheerfully at the president.
With the sounds of responding voices and the opening and closing of the metal lock on the Student Union room door accompanying.
The president watched as the three left the Student Union room.
At the sofa next to the lounge area of the Student Union.
"Monasite, are you sure it’s okay to let them handle this?"
Vice President Asina, holding a tray in one hand and stroking her cheek with a worried expression.
In the group of club members occupying the dilapidated building, some of them were irritable and powerful seniors. If Lanci unsettles them, it could lead to a severe campus incident.
"We can trust the abilities of the newcomers."
Monasite walked back to his desk calmly commanding, flipping open the folder, and was immersed in writing the piled-up reports.
