Fifty - Ultear Milkovich
Ultear was beyond relieved that Siegrain had finally gotten his act together. She knew it wasn't quite the moment to be happy, with everything that they were trying to figure out, but she couldn't help but smile.
"So, when will Myst be home?" Sieg asked.
"Probably tonight," said Jellal.
"It would be good to have this figured out before he got here," said Erza. "Maybe he could still get back to the tour?"
Jellal shrugged. "Well, he won't be making it to the concert they have tonight, it starts in two hours. But if we figure it out in the next couple days, he could get back for their finale on Friday."
"So, what are we going to do?" Sieg asked.
"Well, the way I see it," Erza said, "the hardest part is out of the way!" Everyone looked at her and she looked at Sieg. "I thought it would be much harder to get you to come to your senses, but it seems like we don't have to worry about that anymore."
"We do, of course, need to fix his reputation a bit," Ultear said. "If the board hears about everything that went on, they're not going to be happy about Sieg being in charge."
"So, how do we fix it?" asked Erza. "Say it wasn't him?"
"Who else would it be?" Ultear asked.
"I don't know," Erza said thoughtfully. "Perhaps we could say it was performance art?"
"I think I'm done with lying," Siegrain said. "It's a lot of what got us here in the first place."
"Then, what do you suggest?" Ultear asked him.
He sighed. "I should come clean about everything and apologize to everyone," he said. "I may also have to step down from being student council president, but, if I can graduate on good terms with everyone, I think there's a chance I could recover- or rather, change my image."
"Well then," Ultear said. "Let's work on what you'll say."