Anne blinked her eyes in shock. Never had she seen a food table pop up like that, and now there was a teapot pouring hot water in a cup of ramen.
"Thank you so much Mr..."
"Mephisto," The man replied. "Mephisto Pheles, headmaster of True Cross Academy and senior exorcist, first class."
Anne looked impressed. "Thank you Mr. Pheles, but I can't possibly eat. I am too worried about my fate, and thus, I am in the depths of despair."
"Well, you must be hungry." Mephisto said concerned. "You have been traveling all day."
Anne shook her head. She then asked the question she had been dreading, "What's going
to happen to me?"
Mephisto stroked his goatee. "If I am to accept you into this school I will first have to know the level of learning you are at. Due to your history, I don't know if it will be up to par." He said.
"Oh, please," Anne begged dropping down to her knees, "Please let me prove myself."
"Very well," Mephisto said. "I'll let you take the entrance exam first thing tomorrow."
"Oh," Anne said, still on her knees, "Please let me take it now, for I could never sleep if I don't!"
Mephisto sighed. "Very well."
After two hours and many pleas from Anne, Mephisto was looking at her results. Anne stood nervously, watching him stare at the piece of paper in his hand, stroking his beard.
"You say you were an orphan?" He asked after what seemed like forever.
Anne nodded.
He looked thoughtful. "You are a very smart girl, Anne Shirly, did you learn all of this knowledge from just reading?" He asked.
"I suppose." Anne said with a shrug. She had no idea where she had learned it.
"Well," he said, raising his eyebrows. "You have not only passed, but surpassed the scores of everyone your age."
"So am I accepted?" Anne asked, eyes shining.
"Yes." Mephisto said simply. "Now, I suggest you eat, and I will set you up in the Okumura's dorm."
Anne didn't care where she slept. She was in, and she felt hope again - a feeling she hadn't felt in over two years.