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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Vine
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The duel ended abruptly.
Professor Dmitri had been carried to the infirmary.
An assistant passing out during a magic show?
He should’ve given a refund.
How could a combat instructor faint from that much? He’d die in a real fight.
The students outside backed away as he left.
“They must be in awe.”
They had witnessed real magic.
Magic in this world was all trickery.
Luna and Yui came over.
Luna handed him a handkerchief.
“Thanks.”
“…That was too much.”
“Was it?”
He was asked to prove himself, so he did.
He could teach magic instead of combat.
“I was expecting a magic show… it was terrifying…”
Fear of the unknown, Yui. Magic without magic power? It was scary.
The Severing Magic and Escape Magic had been well-received.
He’d try card tricks next time. Throwing cards at their eyes to seal their vision. It would be useful in battle.
“Do you… usually hunt like that…?” Lucia asked, seemingly unconcerned about the unconscious professor.
“No? That was my first time doing magic tricks.”
“Don’t do that to the students.”
“Of course not.”
He wouldn’t bother unless provoked. But if he *was* provoked… it would be fun.
“It was amazing.”
“What was?”
“Your strength, your spatial magic, the pressure you put on Dmitri… it’s hard to believe you were ranked 200th.”
Were you hiding your power?
Lucia asked, genuinely curious.
“Yes.”
It was easier than explaining.
Riche was enough trouble.
“I see… I’m curious, but you won’t tell me, will you?”
“Nope.”
“Then, let’s take a break, and you can start your first class after lunch. Dmitri’s class is open.”
“Okay.”
They headed for the cafeteria.
The crowd parted as he walked. Moses.
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The professors’ cafeteria was a buffet.
It wasn’t crowded, and there was a lot of food.
Free buffet, yay.
I’ll take some when I leave.
Inventory was great for stealing.
After lunch, they went to Class A.
Dmitri was supposed to teach, but he was still unconscious.
-What are you going to teach? Close combat?
-No? Magic tricks?
-Please don’t.
Lucia didn’t let him. She didn’t know the value of a good magic show.
He would teach one class per day, rotating through different classes. Like P.E. in high school.
“What am I supposed to teach…?”
“Weaknesses of vampires.”
“Hmm…”
They arrived at Class A.
It was a classroom with tiered seating.
The students were looking at him. Some of them seemed to recognize him from the training grounds.
“You!”
“?”
A voice called out to him. It was familiar, and yet not.
Golden hair and clear blue eyes.
Tia Roseberry was pointing at him. Stella and Riche were beside her. Stella looked hostile, and Riche looked surprised.
Their part of the classroom seemed to be brighter than the others.
Right, they were all in Class A.
And Arthur isn’t here. He’s still stuck in the lower classes.
He had been reincarnated for months, and he was still stuck. What a loser.
He ignored Tia and went to the podium.
“Don’t ignore me!”
He continued to ignore her.
Class A had fewer students than the others. About a dozen.
They were looking at him curiously. They weren’t expecting him.
He skipped the self-introduction. Everyone knew him.
“What are you looking at, losers? First time seeing an adventurer?”
“…We’re not adventurers right now.”
“Oh, right.”
He had forgotten.
“You all know me. Introduce yourselves.”
He looked for chalk while Luna and Yui introduced themselves.
“I’m Luna. I’ll be your temporary instructor. Nice to meet you.”
“Um… I’m Yui… Nice to meet you…”
No one reacted.
Kids these days.
He found the chalk and wrote on the blackboard.
Self-study.
“”……?””
They looked confused.
Don’t you like self-study? You have to review what you learned.
You can’t just wait to be spoon-fed.
He took out a blanket and a pillow from his inventory and lay down.
“Luna, Yui. Wake me up when class is over.”
“Seriously…?”
“I’m always serious.”
He rarely lied.
Click, clack.
Someone was coming down the stairs.
He thought it was Riche or Tia, but…
“Who are you?”
It was a male student’s voice.
He turned around. Dark blue hair, bright blue eyes.
He didn’t bother remembering the names of male characters, protagonist or not.
But this guy’s name was similar to a character he knew, so he had memorized it.
“Dio Brando.”
“You know me?”
He was Arthur’s rival. He was talented but lazy. He started to put in effort after Arthur caught up, but the protagonist’s plot armor was too strong.
“An arrogant loner who thinks he’s the strongest.”
Dio’s face darkened.
The other students looked tense.
“You’re saying that even though you know who I am?”
“Why not?”
So he was still on the throne. He was weaker than Tia and Riche, but they weren’t interested in the throne, so he was a king in name only.
“You’ve got guts.”
Dio extended his hand.
He didn’t want to shake hands with a guy, but he was curious. His hand froze.
“Nice to meet you.”
Dio let go, grinning. He turned and left.
Is he a copycat character…?
“Are you okay…?”
“Hmm.”
He shattered the ice on his hand.
“I need to teach him a lesson.”
He took out a cannonball.
“Luna, wind.”
Luna imbued the cannonball with wind magic.
“Don’t kill him…”
“So I can’t kill him?”
“Just… don’t cripple him…”
Okay.
He went after Dio.
“Hey.”
“What?”
Dio turned around, smirking.
He slammed the cannonball into his gut.
“Rasengan!!”
Fight fire with fire.
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DIO!