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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Yuziro
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“What? The magic competition is being postponed for three days?”
In the training grounds, Isabel, who had been wiping off her sweat, suddenly shouted.
Lotten nodded calmly, as he always did.
“Tyr was supposed to be selected as the representative for the magic competition in the intermediate class. But since he got injured, it’s natural for it to be postponed.”
“Aaaargh! That absolutely can’t happen! That absolutely must not happen!”
Isabel clutched her head with a look of despair.
It would have been quite a puzzling sight if students from other ranks had seen it.
No, shouldn’t they be grateful and consider it a stroke of luck to be given extra time, as the least skilled ones?
That’s what they would have thought.
However, among the failing rank students who received these news, not a single one thought that way.
Not a single one.
Adrian’s learning and practice sessions were known among the students as the ‘spin cycle’, squeezing everything out of the students.
Students who came to school in a state of fresh squid would all be sprawled on the floor like dried squid by the end of the day.
That’s why the failing class students had been looking forward to it.
They had been anticipating that this difficult process would finally end tomorrow, but now it has been extended by three days?
They had to do it for three more days?
Everything went dark before their eyes.
Of course, part of it was because the practice was so hard that it made their vision go dark, but more than that, the prospect of the next three days was even darker.
And there was another problem…
“It’s disgusting to come here to study right away.”
“Ah~ What’s this? Failing class kids, get out of the room!”
The failing class, which originally didn’t have their own training grounds, had no choice but to share the training grounds with students from other ranks.
After the practice ended and Adrian disappeared, they would use the training grounds jointly with the intermediate class students, and that was the real problem.
A very, very annoying and serious problem.
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Clang, bang, bang—!
A target dummy flew right in front of Michelle’s nose and crashed to the floor.
It was a dangerous incident that could have led to a serious accident.
While other students looked at the intermediate class kids with bewildered eyes, wiping their startled chests, the ones who actually threw the dummy were nonchalant.
“Oops~ It fell over to your side? You clean it up~”
Roerte, an intermediate class student with blonde hair, dark skin, and a muscular body, sneered with a vile smile.
The way this vast training ground was shared between the intermediate class and the failing class was simple.
They drew a line to define each other’s areas, and focused on their own training without invading the other’s territory.
On the surface, how peaceful a method was this?
But the reality was quite terrible.
“And you guys keep sticking out beyond your line~ Let’s stick to our areas, shall we?”
They had drawn the line in a really nasty way.
They drew a line allowing the failing class to use only 20 percent of the training grounds, essentially monopolizing it for themselves.
‘This training ground was originally used only by the intermediate class, right? You should be grateful just to be able to use it.’
That was their logic.
Hmph.
Michelle wasn’t foolish enough to fall for such provocation.
The girl knew that training was the most important thing for her, and she had no intention of engaging in petty provocations.
She just snorted and neatly ignored Roerte’s words.
No, she tried to, but…
“Coincidentally, the water dispenser is in the failing class area~ Hey, you guys, go get us some water.”
“I need to change my shoes, but the shoe rack is in the failing class area? Go get my shoes.”
“You want the air conditioning on? Our kids aren’t that hot. If you’re upset, why don’t you leave the training ground?”
Their provocations were becoming too intense to ignore.
Leave if you’re upset?
Yeah, well said.
She really wanted to leave because she was upset.
But she needed the help of the training ground to apply and review the study materials given by Adrian in practice.
In the end, the only choice was to grin and bear it.
“…Dammit.”
Charlotte threw off her gloves.
Having grown up roughly due to losing her parents at a young age, violence was quite familiar to Charlotte.
But this kind of slow irritation was unfamiliar to her.
If they don’t like something, why don’t they just hit it? This is so petty.
It would be better to just get hit and be done with it.
“If it weren’t for the fourth condition, I would have fought.”
But for the girl, Adrian was too precious.
The promise she made with him was even more precious.
While she was immersed in such beautiful sentiments, someone shattered that sentiment with a crash.
“What fight? You’re weak.”
“……?”
“You’re extremely weak.”
It was Pertel again.
Charlotte screamed as if she was now fed up.
“Why do you keep following me!”
“Don’t like Adrian. You, weak. No charm.”
“Then I’ll work harder. I’ll become strong and create charm.”
“Charlotte Forte. Big chest. But short. Hips also average. Compared to someone I know, complete defeat.”
Charlotte blushed in disbelief.
Covering Fertel’s mouth was a bonus.
“W-What is this kid saying!”
“Mmph, mmph.”
The sight of Charlotte shouting was truly rare.
Lotten, who was watching from the side, heaved a deep sigh.
Pushing up his glasses, he asked Michelle.
“Hey, Michelle. We have to spend three more days with those guys. Isn’t there any way out of this?”
“Hmm.”
Michelle hesitated.
From the perspective of someone actually experiencing this situation, it was certainly clear.
Without needing to think deeper, the intermediate class was openly bullying the failing class.
‘But at the same time, they’re cunning.’
Yes, literally cunning.
These guys were bullying the failing class while cleverly not violating the regulations of Rahel Academy.
They skillfully avoided doing anything that could get them in trouble.
Some of the failing class kids seemed disappointed, thinking, “Is this what the intermediate class is like? Is this the level of character in the class we’re supposed to advance to?”
‘It gets worse as you go higher.’
Take Hamila, for example.
That girl who broke Michelle’s leg.
Rahel Academy, which produced the best magicians, inevitably had this side to it.
Because of the extremely meritocratic atmosphere, some students naturally came to think, ‘If you’re skilled enough, you could do anything.’
Other students who had overheard Lotten’s words started to gather around Michelle.
If Adrian wasn’t there, Michelle would be the de facto leader of the failing class.
Michelle could do something.
No, even if she couldn’t, she had to!
Please do something!
“Michelle. Can’t you do something about this?”
“Michelle…”
But the girl only gave a straightforward answer.
“I hate imitating that professor Adrian more than death, but this is why you guys are called stupid. This is why you’re disliked.”
Michelle continued with a firm attitude.
“The most important thing for us right now is learning. No matter what environment we’re given, we should focus on our own tasks. Have you already forgotten about your life from not too long ago?”
‘Life from not too long ago.’
At Michelle’s words, the students started to reflect on their past lives.
Come to think of it, every day was self-study back then.
Training grounds?
They only existed in name.
They were so old and dusty that no students used them.
“Above all, the second thing I hate most is group sessions. Don’t ask me for anything. I don’t like getting involved with you guys either.”
Disappointment filled the students’ eyes.
But no student could refute Michelle’s words.
And this was the purpose the girl had intended.
If she became the common enemy, she could appropriately dilute the resentment towards the intermediate class while also making the students focus on their studies again.
‘I don’t know why I have to take care of these guys though.’
Well, it was something like a noble’s duty.
Let’s just think of it that way.
There was really no other intention.
Just as the failing class students were trying to ignore the words of the intermediate class students and finally return to their studies.
“Hey. Michelle.”
Roerte called out to Michelle from his side.
“What.”
“I’ve been curious, why do you dress like that?”
“What’s wrong with it?”
It was a clean top and skirt with no frills.
Failing class students weren’t obligated to wear the academy’s uniform properly.
Michelle responded with a sharp glare, but the guy continued with an even more mocking smile.
“Every time you use telekinesis, your skirt flies up completely. Is there a reason you keep deliberately showing your underwear? Since when did the Meinens family become so vulgar?”
Michelle was indifferent, but Isabel next to her flared up and jumped towards the boundary line.
“You pervert! Watch your mouth!”
“Wow~ How impressive~ Boldly wearing black underwear! Full of vulgar intentions.”
“……?”
However, the failing class students who heard Roerte’s words quickly regained their composure.
‘You haven’t seen Michelle’s underwear, have you? She only has white underwear with bunny faces on them…’
Michelle was also calm.
It was strange even to herself.
She had felt so urgent and almost crazy when she showed her underwear to Adrian and had her chest touched, but she felt no anger at all from Roerte’s words.
“I’ll talk with you at the magic competition.”
With those words, Michelle turned her back sharply.
Cool, so cool. Just as the situation seemed to be concluding.
“I heard your professor Adrian is always followed by students saying they hate him.”
Michelle’s movement stopped abruptly at Roerte’s words.
“I can understand that feeling, you know? Starting from the ace, it’s not like she’s a genius of telekinesis, but more like a genius prostitute. It seems quite fitting that she’s in the failing class now, doesn’t it?”
Michelle’s eyebrows twitched.
Come to think of it, why were there so many unpleasant things happening today?
Charlotte declaring her love for Adrian, the new transfer student showing interest in Adrian…
“It’s because you’re like that, that’s why the professor hates you.”
Adrian was so nervous he didn’t even give her a ring.
He unnecessarily deducted points from Michelle…
“When you’re so openly offering yourself, what charm could he possibly feel?”
That was the final straw.
Bam—!
A target dummy landed right in front of Roerte’s nose.
She could have crushed him, but somehow she managed to hold back. But even so, it was powerful enough to shut him up.
“Okay. I got it.”
Click, click, the sound of heels echoed. Michelle approached right up to Roerte’s face.
“I understand exactly what you mean. You want to settle this before the competition, right? We don’t necessarily have to hit each other to settle things.”
Placing her hand on her waist, Michelle opened her mouth. The girl’s eyes were more serious than ever.
“What do you want?”
“Settle this? Ah~ Well, I didn’t really intend to go that far. But if you insist, I could make an exception. In return, how about the losing side leaves the training ground?”
Roerte was now playing innocent.
“That’s obvious. And if you lose, you’ll have to take responsibility for what you just said. The crime of insulting the Meinens family is great. More than you can imagine.”
“Sure, sure! I’ll do that! Now we’re finally talking! I have a good way to settle this.”
A wicked smile bloomed fully on his face.
Well, everyone has a plan until they get thoroughly beaten.
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