Fake Regressor Apocalypse

Undercurrents in the Academy

Results came, time went by, and the excitement inside the Academy also died down, calming the atmosphere back to normal.

However, although the Academy looked peaceful from the outside, but there were quite a few undercurrents going on behind the scenes.

Even the chairman of AURA, William was dealing with quite a lot of stuff these days, and had to resort to his habbit of smoking to relax.

Taking a puff from the big cigar in his hand, William looked at the young, but mature looking lady, dressed in OL suit with tight short hip skirt, black stockings, high heels, and carrying a red coloured file in her hand, standing in front of the desk, opposite to him, who was sitting on the chairman's seat, inside his office.

Puff~

Exhaling a dense greyish - white smoke, flicking off the ashes in the ashtray, and leaning back on his chair, he asked her.

"Did you find anything suspicious inside the Academy?"

"No Chairman, none so far, but from the recent reports, we found out that there's an influx o