In fact, I can add unlimited points

Although Aragaki Shun only felt bored.

After waiting for another three to five minutes, just when the principal was about to give up, there was finally a knock on the door.

“Principal, I’ve brought Kiyotaka Ayanokoji with me.”

"Please come in."

The principal breathed a sigh of relief, and after watching Majima Tomoya walk in with Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, he asked the people opposite him with a somewhat humble tone, "So, may we have a word between you two...?"

"of course."

Ayanokoji Atsuomi ignored the other person and kept looking at what he considered the greatest masterpiece, his expression unreadable.

"I must leave now. Please continue our conversation. Excuse me."

Soon, the principal left his home turf in a very humble manner, as if fleeing, and also took the homeroom teacher of Class 1B with him.

Upon seeing this, Shun Aragaki glanced at Chairman Kanda beside him with a subtle look.

The implication is self-evident.

"There's no way around it. If that person really puts in the effort, they might even be able to oust Sakayanagi from his position for a while."

Kanda offered an explanation, but didn't blame the other party for losing face for the school.

After all, with the council in place, the highly trained principal didn't have much power to begin with. Faced with powerful figures who could disregard the school's closed nature, he could only act as a punching bag.

"Would you like to sit down first? I came here specifically to see you."

At that moment, the conversation between the father and son in the reception room officially began.

"I don't plan to sit down and chat for long; I have an appointment with a friend later."

"You mean friends? Don't make me laugh. You'll never make any friends."

Ayanokoji Atsuomi, as if hearing a joke, commented on his son and then made his demands without any politeness:

"I've already had the school prepare the withdrawal documents, and I've just reached an agreement with the principal. All I have to do now is say YES, and the matter will be over."

"I have absolutely no reason to drop out of school." With a poker face, the top masterpiece chose to refuse without any politeness.

"That might be true for you, but it's not true for me."

"You're a father, after all. Are you going to distort your child's hopes because of your own unilateral wishes?"

"You mean father? Have you ever had that concept of me as a father?"

"No, there really isn't any."

After a brief exchange of words about fatherly love and filial piety, the reception room fell silent.

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji understood that it was hard to say whether the man in front of him even considered him a son.

The two may only be considered father and son in the records; whether they are actually related by blood is irrelevant.

"As a given, you acted without authorization. I should have ordered you to stand by."

“You defied that order and enrolled in this school. It is only natural that I order you to withdraw immediately.”

For the first time, Ayanokouji Atsuomi confronted his biological son, seemingly trying to see through everything deep within his heart.

Those sharp eyes haven't just faded; their sharpness seems to increase year by year.

"Your orders are only absolute within the White Room, aren't they? Now that I'm out of there, I don't need to obey orders anymore."

This is a very simple explanation of logic, but of course, men won't accept it.

"It's only been a short time since I last saw you, and you've become quite talkative. It must be the influence of this boring school."

"Now, please answer my question from earlier."

"Are you referring to such a trivial question as not having to obey orders? You are my property, and the owner naturally has all rights. Whether you live or die is up to me."

In this country, which is at least nominally governed by the rule of law, a middle-aged man openly utters statements that should belong to a slave society.

It's clear that the other party is serious.

The greatest masterpiece knew that continuing to argue with him was pointless, so it immediately stated its position:

"I don't know how determined you are, but I have no intention of dropping out of school."

Seeing this, Ayanokouji Atsuomi didn't waste any more words and immediately used his next move.

"Aren't you curious about how Matsuo, the one who told you about the existence of highly advanced cultivation and encouraged you to enroll, is doing now?"

"will not."

"He was the steward I entrusted to manage you for a year, but in the very end, he disobeyed his employer."

Accompanied by a heavy tone and a heavy gaze, the atmosphere on the field began to become tense.

"He told you about the school's existence, then completely disregarded my wishes as his own father and arbitrarily processed your enrollment. That was an incredibly stupid thing to do!"

"You should have already guessed it, that guy has already gotten his comeuppance."

The man picked up the teacup offered by the school, took a sip of tea, and carefully observed his son's expression.

But whether to be satisfied or not is that the greatest masterpiece is still that expressionless face, which seems to show no emotion whatsoever.

The man who serves as his butler, named Matsuo, is a kind and amiable man who is nearly sixty years old and is very good at taking care of children.

Based on their time together, Kiyotaka Ayanokouji knew that Matsuo had married at a young age, but his wife had difficulty conceiving and didn't have a child until she was over forty, which unfortunately led to the loss of his wife.

The child that the man raised alone was the same age as him. He heard that the child was a diligent and filial son who studied hard every day, wanting to make something of himself and repay his father's kindness.

The smile on Matsuo's face when he said those words is still etched in his memory.

"You know him too, right? Matsuo's proudest son?"

While Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was lost in his memories, his father began to attack him on this point.

"Just like you decided to enroll in this school, Matsuo's son also passed the difficult exams and was admitted to a well-known private high school. He really did it all on his own."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "However, he has now dropped out of school."

This statement means something very simple—Ayanokoji Atsuomi canceled Matsuo's son's enrollment in school as punishment.

This man has that ability.

"And then what? Would a man like you just give up like this? How gentle of you."

The greatest masterpiece remained unmoved and instead issued a sarcastic remark.

He knew the creator of the White Room all too well.

And then, unsurprisingly—

“Matsuo’s son is a very strong child. Even though he was expelled from the school he had high hopes for, his spirit did not fall into depravity.”

“He seemed to immediately enroll in other high schools and try to make a comeback, so I also decided to do everything I could—I completely ruined all the college pathways he was going to and made him give up on college altogether.”

“Matsuo himself did the same. I spread bad reviews about that guy everywhere, completely blocking any possibility of him being employed again. As a result, his son lost his place to work, and he himself became unemployed.”

In this day and age, such retribution is chilling.

It's obvious that this person is using this result to provoke him, as if to say that it's all his fault for acting on his own initiative, which has led Matsuo and his son to a dead end.

This is not fabrication, but a fact, because this person does indeed have the ability to do these things.

But if he's just reporting on this kind of boring stuff, that's really disappointing.

"You know what happened later? Matsuo seemed to be even more unable to let go than I thought."

"He was originally a very responsible and gentle man. His wife passed away early, and he raised his child on his own. He must have been very distressed that his rash behavior had robbed his son of his future."

"In order to gain my forgiveness and protect his son's future, he chose his own end last month, which was to set himself on fire."

This is what Atsuomi Ayanokoji wanted to express in his lengthy narration—using morality as a sharp blade to observe his own son's reaction after implicating others and causing tragedy.

"Now his son is working a job where there is no guarantee of tomorrow, earning just enough to make ends meet, without any dreams or hopes."

"It's all because of you that their family suffered such a tragedy. Their son must resent you a lot. This isn't something that can be forgiven just because someone dies."

"And then?" the man asked rhetorically, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"The men who cared for and helped you are all dead, yet you seem uninterested. Matsuo risked his life to do everything for you; he would probably regret it if he saw your attitude."

That's a really boring argument.

The reason why Matsuo and his son were driven to desperation and chose death lies with this man.

Not to mention that the dead have no regrets.

But the greatest masterpieces know that a man's purpose is not to elicit his guilt, nor to evoke his sympathy.

He just wanted to make one point—if you piss me off, I will show no mercy!

"First of all, there is no evidence to prove that what you said is true."

"Matsuo's death registration has been accepted. If needed, I'll go get the resident certificate. You can get it from me anytime," Ayanokoji Atsuomi said forcefully.

“Even if he is really dead, I cannot leave the school now. I must carry on Matsuo’s will to let me enroll here even though he knows he will be punished by you.”

His face remained expressionless, and the son responded to his father's nonsense with incoherent ramblings.

"You've changed so much, Kiyotaka."

What exactly happened during that year-long gap? What made you decide to attend this school?

Ayanokoji Atsuomi looked somewhat puzzled.

In the past, one's own possessions always obeyed one's own commands... or more precisely, the commands of the White Room.

For him, that place was the whole world.

But are these changes ultimately good or bad?

“Perhaps you did receive the best education, and even if you are ashamed to face society for doing so, I will not deny White Room itself. So I do not intend to tell others about the past, nor will I do anything to convict you. But you were too idealistic, and the result is that I am now.”

The greatest masterpiece calmly issued a declaration of the pursuit of freedom.

“You taught us all sorts of knowledge. Pure knowledge and academics aside, there are countless other things like martial arts or self-defense techniques, and ways of dealing with people. That’s why I started to want to learn the ‘worldly’ things that you found boring and abandoned.”

"Can I learn the same things as at this school by staying in the White Room all the time? What is freedom? What is the meaning of being unrestrained? It's impossible to learn those things in a place like that."

This is the only part that the man in front of him cannot deny.

While the White Room may be the most efficient facility for training humans in the world, it cannot learn everything about the world. It is a facility that discards everything it deems unnecessary to the extreme.

So he chose to run away.

Advanced Nurturing is undoubtedly the only school in all of Sakurajima that can escape this man's grasp.

Therefore, he strongly opposed dropping out of school.

"Although it's hard to understand, I guess I have to accept the situation. Temporarily shutting down the facility before the plan is completed was definitely a failure."

"In just one year, the sixteen-year plan has almost failed. What's hateful is that you actually escaped to this school and got away from me."

Ayanokoji Atsuomi gritted his teeth.

For this man, the fact that the White Room had to close for a year because Naoe lost the party struggle against his political rival Onijima was definitely a painful memory.

That's why the masterpiece was somewhat unexpected—the other party only strongly desired to take him back after more than half a year.

Sure enough, this school is definitely backed by a very important figure.

“I understand why you came here, but if you think this will solve the problem, you’re being naive. Just like Matsuo’s son, I can also force you to not attend this school.”

“This school has the government’s backing, I don’t think you can get involved right now.”

The greatest masterpiece remained noncommittal regarding the father's threat.

"Why are you so certain? This statement is completely unfounded."

"First of all, none of the bodyguards you always have with you are here. Precisely because you are hated by everyone, you should be inseparable from those bodyguards. However, none of them are visible in this room or hallway."

The man picked up the teacup again and drank the rest of the tea, which should have gone cold by now.

"It's just a visit to a high school, I don't need bodyguards at all."

“A man who needs guards even to go to the toilet wouldn’t do something so lazy. It should be seen as you wanting to bring them but not being able to, which means that someone in power at this school wouldn’t allow it.”

If he didn't comply with this, the man wouldn't have been allowed to enter.

"Secondly, if you could force me to drop out of school, you should have done it without hesitation. But you didn't do that, and you even tried to force me to drop out through a conversation. Isn't that strange?"

"And another thing, this school is at least your enemy camp. If the public finds out that you're carrying out forceful actions here, your ambition and your comeback will be gone forever, right?"