Episode 102
Along with the new class, there was a class that was less burdensome.
“Today… I will teach you… how to avoid… the gods and… spirits… and… gather herbs in the forest… and… how to make potions… anytime, anywhere… .”
Basic Alchemy. If you ask other students if they are interested in learning alchemy, they will strongly refuse and shout that it is difficult, but for me, it was relatively easy.
Especially these days, I've been taking a lot of theory classes, and I find them quite interesting. The lifestyle of elves, things that only elves can feel and experience, and how they avoid or become friends with spirits and spirits, etc.
“So… do you have any questions…?”
“Excuse me, Professor?”
“What… is happening…?”
“Is this a test?”
“That’s right… Make sure to memorize all the theory… … .”
Murdersnal's beautiful face was strangely distorted. Hmm… is that a smile?
“If you don’t memorize it… you might regret it later… … .”
For some reason, I got goosebumps.
I gently stroked the back of my neck.
What? Why do you think I'd take a picture of survival in the forest?
‘…Is it because of my mood?’
Even if you turn the academy into a forest, there is a limit. It is a huge island, but even so, there are limits.
So it'll be okay.
……maybe.
* * *
As the summer festival approached, it was obvious that the professors and assistant professors were getting busier.
I'm so busy with the work, preparing for the festival, that the soles of my feet are starting to get hot.
Students were also preparing for the festival despite their busy schedules.
“Have you prepared all the theater supplies?”
“Of course! I brought something expensive on purpose!”
“Okay! I prepared the place, so let’s go there and practice.”
“Vocal! Nothing!”
“Okay! Start the song!”
“Ahhhhhh~”
Oh my, such innocent things.
I looked at the students practicing their play with a pleased smile.
I made eye contact with a male student who was practicing hard, even sweating profusely.
“What, first year?”
“Why is a first-year student here? Did I see something wrong?”
“No. He’s famous.”
Me too!
But you're telling me I'm a first year student?
Surely these guys aren't first graders…?
“I’m sorry, but only second-year students and above are allowed in this area.”
What, were you seniors?
“Oh, I’m sorry. I thought you were my friends. Okay, that’s all.”
"wait for a sec."
The second-year senior who had been in charge of the vocals came out and grabbed my wrist. Whoa! Sexual harassment!
“Have you ever tried acting… … .”
“No. I have a prior engagement!”
“Wait a minute! Hey!”
I almost got caught!
It's fun to watch it being done, but I don't want to try it myself.
You want me to act? Absolutely not!
“?”
I found Professor Murdersnal working hard on something with his assistant professors.
What is that?
Um, it looks like a gorilla… … Just sleep?
"professor?"
“Eugene… student… ? What’s going on…?”
“Are you planning on doing anything at the festival…?”
“Ancient monster… I have to avoid it…”
“… … ”
Why do something like that… …?
“We run a restaurant!”
Why are you suddenly on fire again?
I don't know what he saw, but Ash, whose passion was burning brightly, slammed the table.
Darksini, who had caught all the food that was about to fly away with a strange talent, tried to put it all in her mouth, but I snatched a few pieces from her.
“Be careful.”
“Oh. Sorry. Anyway, it was my dream to open a restaurant! To open a big restaurant and run it by ourselves!”
“It hasn’t even been a year since we met?”
"fizzle!"
Well, it could be a dream even if it hasn't been a few months.
“Don’t you think it would be really fun?”
“Are you ready for the club?”
“Am I ready to do anything?”
“Really? And then don’t ask me why I’m doing this to you after losing to you.”
“Of course I can do anything!”
Ash, who had been speaking confidently, suddenly smiled sinisterly and brought his face closer to mine.
“But what are you trying to make me do? Are you trying to make me do something weird?”
“… … Get out of here, you obscene devil!”
“Whoa!”
-Why me!
Ash stepped back, shaking his face as he cast his shield in the dark.
“Anyway, I really wanted to try my hand at a restaurant. So let’s do it!”
“Only at festivals?”
“After we graduate and have nothing to do, why don’t we all open a restaurant together? One with a house above it!”
hmm…….
Not bad.
Well, since you're enjoying the festival anyway, it's better than doing nothing.
“What about you?”
"I'm okay."
“Isn’t the club busy?”
“Not really… … Everyone is kind. It’s just that they lack motivation.”
“Your club name is… … .”
<The Love Association of the Athletes>
“… … .”
Why do you have to go to a place like this?
“How are your club activities these days? Are you having fun?”
Ouch.
“?”
I asked without thinking, but Adria's reaction was unusual.
He avoids eye contact with me and slightly averts his gaze.
what?
"hey?"
“Oh, yeah. Yeah. Of course it’s not bad.”
“I asked if you were busy.”
“Of course I’m not busy!”
“… … .”
It's strange. But I deliberately changed the subject without asking any further questions.
I'll have to find out more later.
“Then how about selling noodles at our restaurant?”
"it's crazy?"
No, why noodles!
* * *
Sweep. Sweep.
I secretly followed Adria behind her back.
Adria, who had been looking around, entered the club room.
<A Classy Culture Club>
“… … .”
I used the transparent artifact I received from Professor Nipella in advance.
-Eugene. You shouldn't use things like this in the women's bathhouse.
-professor.
-?
-Adria, Genela, and Ash come into my room all the time and use it as their own room, and they wear clothes that are too comfortable. But do I really need to avoid them and go all the way to the women's bathhouse…?
-… I'm sorry.
Adria came rushing in before the door closed.
'Hmm. There are a lot of women.'
Adria came in, but no one greeted her.
Adria took a quick look and sat down.
“Then, let’s talk about the upcoming club competition.”
The student who seemed to have the highest status opened his mouth.
A second-year senior. No, judging from the clothes he's wearing and all… he's at least a noble. He seems to have a pretty high status there.
From the rank of Count and above, I don't like or pursue any particular brand. In the first place, there were many cases where the brand name wasn't well-established and it was custom-made.
If everyone is wearing expensive brands, and you are wearing clothes that are not like those on your own… .
“Anyone have any good ideas?”
“I figured out something about how it works.”
“Oh. What is it?”
“It’s mostly a group cooperative game… … .”
I can't fit in and I'm just hanging out.
Is it Adria's problem?
no.
‘… … This is politics.’
The students are reluctant to accept her.
He is deliberately treating Adria like she doesn't exist, ignoring her words even while sweating profusely.
Can you treat the princess like this?
‘… … If the opponent with power were on the side of another princess, it would be a different story.’
That woman here looks like a big shot. I really don't like her. How dare she pick on my friend?
'This is politics, isn't it?'
good.
Dignity? I'll destroy all that. I'll turn it into foam.
Somehow, a dirty memory came to mind.
"then……."
“Adria, you’re new, so you don’t have to join. Alright. Everyone, stand up. That’s it for today’s meeting.”
““Yes! Thank you for your hard work!!””
“Adria. You clean up. You’re a freshman, so you should do that.”
"……yes."
I really wanted to just break them all, but I left them alone because if I did, Adria would have to clean them up.
Instead, I remembered all the faces.
“Schematic. Gather the kids.”
I immediately called the club members together. A few days was enough time to turn the vicious idiots into sane idiots.
Still, since I was at a level where I could at least enter the academy, I quickly gained muscle and progressed to the next level.
Now? Enough. To beat up those guys who do such political things!
“Everyone is gathered.”
“You can hit a woman here, you bastard.”
“… … ”
“No? Whenever one person is missing, one guy takes the place of the other.”
Chuck, chuck, chuck!
“Even if you get off, I won’t say anything. The hand of the nobleman here.”
Swish… .
“I won’t say anything about this. The hand of a guy who says he can handle it even if his parents get into an accident.”
“Me, Eugene?”
“?”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to stop by for an extension.”
"yes?"
“Because there’s a bitch who dared touch my friend. No, ‘bitches.’”
My eyes burned brightly.
“I can’t tolerate anything else, and I can’t tolerate bullying. So today, I’m going to wage war for my friends. Got it?”
“… … .”
“Is everyone ready?”
“… … .”
“No answer? Should I take revenge on you instead?”
"no!!!"
“Okay! Then take all the extensions!”
In an atmosphere reminiscent of some gangster organization, one student began to sob.
“I, I am the only direct descendant of the Volcano faction… … .”
“A weakling like you wouldn’t be welcome in the Volcano Sect, would you?”
You're just obsessed with weird stuff, you volcano-digging piece of shit. I snorted and lifted the extension cord.
“Oh, no… … !”
“The volcano is a fucking volcano! Alright! Everyone, sortie! Burn it all down!”
“Waaaaaaaaa!!”
These guys are nobles too!
Nobles stick with nobles, you guys!
* * *
Adria returned to the dormitory with her exhausted body.
Originally, I would have gone to Eugene's dorm.
Since joining the club… I felt a little awkward going in. I was worried that they might find out my secret.
Woof, woof.
Suddenly, a light came on on the pager. Adria resisted the urge to smash the pager right away.
'That bitch.'
Megan, the successor to the Gagbolg Counts. The Gagbolg Counts were a strong candidate to become the next Duke if the vacant Duke's seat was filled.
Because of that, I couldn't even touch her as I pleased, and she was not even my sister's person.
Really, really hate it.
'I want to throw it all away.'
Under the pretense of being a freshman, they make me do all kinds of chores and follow them around… .
Even though she was the princess, she was pushed out of the line of succession and had no power, so it was difficult for her to rebel.
To a professor or a principal? There's no way it'll work.
Well… maybe it would work if it was Eugene.
'I don't want to be a burden.'
If you tell him, he will surely help you. However, even for Eugene, it is a difficult problem to solve.
Even if he were to step forward, the method he would use would be violence, and if he were not careful, Eugene would be seriously injured.
Just hold on a little longer. Once they disappear from the world that is tormenting you, you can turn things around.
Knock knock.
When I knocked on the club room door, there was a thud sound from inside.
“?”
-Come in.
"uh?"
It wasn't the voice I usually heard. No, it was the voice I usually heard… but it was a voice that shouldn't come out here.
no way?
Adria flung the door open.
“Uh, uh… … ?”
The room, which had originally been decorated with expensive items to show off its nobility, was in disarray.
As if some kind of storm had swept through, the place was shattered and the ground was tumbled about.
And in the middle of it.
Eugene, who was spitting on the floor like some punk, had a club slung over his shoulder, and Megan, who was all messed up, was on her knees with her hands up.
“Both hands are down. Aren’t you listening properly?”
“D, holding it… … .”
“What kind of second-year student is this weak? You’ve only been lifting for an hour. If someone saw you, they’d think I made you lift weights.”
“Oh, no… … .”
"upright!"
At Eugene's shout, Megan's trembling arms went up.
Adria felt dizzy.
What am I looking at? That's Megan kneeling right now… And the one who made her do that is Eugene?
“Hey, you crazy bastard!!”
“What? Why?”
“What if I make my senior like that!!”
“It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s no problem. Right?”
“Yeah, yeah… … ”
No, that self-respecting noble reacts like that?
What on earth have you done?
Did you just beat him up…?
“Okay. Apple.”
At Eugene's words, Megan quickly lowered her hands and lowered her head.
“More, more.”
“This, this much… … ?”
“No. Our foreheads don’t have to touch, but they have to.”
“???”
Are you telling me to touch it or not?
What the heck is this nonsense?
Am I a mole?
For a moment, that thought crossed my mind. Megan groped, her forehead barely touching the ground.
“I, I’m sorry… I couldn’t help it because the homeroom teacher told me to…”
“Stop making excuses. Before I burn all those hair extensions.”
“I, I’m sorry… … .”
“Don’t apologize to me, apologize to him.”
“I, I’m sorry… … .”
“Oh, no… You don’t have to… .”
“It’s okay. I have to take it.”
"no……."
You said I didn't have to accept it just now?
Adria felt dizzy, to the point where the sense of bewilderment she had felt earlier disappeared.
* * *
Evening. Megan returned to the dormitory, her whole body aching.
The maids waiting in the dormitory were horrified to see their young lady in such a mess.
“Ah, Miss… … .”
“… …Everyone get out.”
At her words, the maids rushed out without saying a word.
After bringing it up for several years, I learned that when you tell me not to, I shouldn't do it.
If you were to find fault with worrying unnecessarily, not only your job but also your family's job could be lost.
Click.
As the door closed, I felt someone coming in.
Megan turned around, feeling the urge to curse rising.
“Teacher. That’s different from what you just said.”
“I don’t know what the difference is.”
He's like a sly old man.
Among the forces that follow the current First Princess, if the First Princess had not been the one who had the greatest influence by entering the Academy, I would never have dealt with him.
Megan screamed.
“There was no talk of clashing with the priest of the war god!”
There was only one contract made between himself and him. It was to isolate Adria, the 10th princess.
There was a condition attached to it: the priest of the war god who had cut the ancient monster in half the other day did not intervene at all.
but?
“This is a breach of contract.”
The priest of the war god, seeing his friend being bullied, turned around and attacked him.
Leading the organization like some thug!
As befitting his reputation, he was a truly violent man. The moment I saw him, my whole body froze, but without hesitation, a sword flew towards me to blow the pot, and a fist flew towards me.
To her, who had lived her entire life in luxury and had never been treated properly even by a fellow noble, this man was a shock in itself.
'I'm really sick of it.'
At first I thought it was okay after seeing your face!
“You should be a homeroom teacher or something.”
“Our contract is not finished yet.”
“You were the one who broke it first. I told you. I have absolutely no intention of fighting with a priest of the war god!”
The principal frowned at her reaction.
What kind of noble nobleman is that… … .
The nobles are more noble than anyone else. No one has nobler blood than the nobles.
Beyond that, only the royal family can be called the king of the nobles. Among the royal family, only those who can embrace someone like themselves are truly noble.
God? Even so, he cannot descend into reality and only grants powers similar to divine power.
That can be sufficiently filled with mana. That is why humans are greater. Among such humans, the nobles are greater.
Yes, that's how it should be.
“Even so, you’re just a student. I’ll bring you up to the disciplinary committee tomorrow.”
“Yes. Give it a try.”
Megan turned her head as if she had a headache.
“Because I have absolutely no intention of getting involved.”
