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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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Things were progressing smoothly. The morning magic studies classes weren’t too demanding. He’d collapsed into Spenny’s arms, feigning exhaustion, and she’d offered him a lap pillow.
“I brought a recovery potion. Let’s have some.”
Spenny, like the gentle sun in a children’s story, soothed his aching body, ravaged by Horfin’s brutal training. Her lap pillow was a comforting shade under the warm sun, a haven he’d never experienced before.
“So, the second formula for the mana circuit method…”
“…”
Her little angel had closed his eyes.
Spenny smiled, stroking his hair, and began to read, letting him sleep.
[Spenny’s affinity increased by 2.]
Only 1 point remained.
At 49, Spenny had become his protector, his comforting shade. This vulnerable side of Egenir, never before seen in his previous regressions, was a new experience for her.
His struggles with swordsmanship had been slightly annoying, but she admired his effort.
“Teacher…”
“Yes?”
“Teacher…Spenny…”
Egenir dreamt of losing Spenny’s favor, of being abandoned. His dreams of acquiring Elemental, of sharing an intimate moment with her…all crumbling.
[Oh, our fresh newbie.]
Horfin’s affinity soared in his dream. He felt the instructor’s hands groping him.
‘Shiiiiiit!’
A nightmare he wanted to escape. But the words that escaped his lips were Teacher Spenny, and her face flushed.
“Yes, I’m here.”
She gently poked his cheek, her fingers tracing the lines of his hair.
“Work hard and achieve your dreams…”
The kind-hearted Spenny was prepared to accept his pursuit of swordsmanship. He was a good student who had chosen to join her fledgling magic studies department.
Perhaps she’d been selfish, thinking she could monopolize his talent.
“Hmm…”
Waking up, Egenir felt refreshed by Spenny’s lap pillow.
‘Ugh.’
But the dream had been terrible. He still shuddered at the memory of Horfin, nipples erect, saying, “My dear Egenir, you have such a… desirable body,” while groping him.
“Ugh…”
He rolled his shoulders, feeling the potent effects of Spenny’s recovery potion. Horfin insisted that proper rest and nutrition were all he needed, that even bruises could be cured with spit.
What nonsense.
Why did hospitals and healers exist, then? He’d spout his ridiculous theories about building natural resistance.
‘I’m so glad Teacher Spenny is here.’
He meant it sincerely. His morning classes had become a healing session, sleeping peacefully on her lap.
The gentle brush of her hair against his face promised sweet dreams. But the lingering aches in his muscles, a constant reminder of Horfin’s brutal training, felt like a curse, a promise of more nightmares.
“Phew.”
He finally felt better.
Lunchtime, his only respite.
He didn’t mind being separated from the other students, enjoying the special treatment from the teachers.
“…”
He ate Spenny’s packed lunch on a bench in the garden.
‘I wish I could eat with Spenny.’
She was incredibly busy, preparing for her upcoming presentation on the mana circuit method. She was dedicating her entire morning to him.
“…”
He looked up to see a familiar figure with fiery red hair staring at him.
“Cecilia?”
She looked at him with a sullen expression.
“Enjoying yourself?”
“Huh?”
“I heard you’re having private one-on-one dates with Teacher Spenny.”
His grueling training sessions with Horfin had overshadowed the fact that he was spending his entire mornings with Spenny.
He was officially a prospective magic studies student, so it was natural for him to be in her lab, but Cecilia seemed bothered.
‘I thought her affinity had dropped…’
Her affinity was currently at 22, a safe level, he thought.
“Yeah, she’s stressed about her upcoming presentation.”
“And you still go to swordsmanship class in the afternoon? Such an elite.”
Cecilia, throughout his regressions, had always been an elite student, both academically and socially.
The representative of the freshman class? She’d been slightly overshadowed by Ella after she acquired the Hero title, but before that, she’d been the undisputed leader of the freshmen.
He hadn’t interacted much with her in previous turns, but his accumulated memories suggested she was very conscious of her image.
‘Perhaps because she’s aiming for student council president.’
“It’s not fair.”
“What?”
Why was she picking a fight with him while he was eating?
“I told you about my dream, Egenir.”
He already knew about her student council ambitions.
“Why are you sabotaging me?”
“Wait, sabotaging you?”
Becoming student council president required popularity and prestige. Initially, Cecilia had been the center of attention.
Then Ella rose to prominence after acquiring the Hero title. By their second year, Cecilia, with her exceptional magic skills and popularity (excluding Ella), would be elected president.
“Do you know how many people support you right now?”
“No.”
He’d been too preoccupied with Horfin to pay attention to his social standing. Also, having chosen the loner route in his previous regressions, he’d avoided the popular Cecilia.
To be honest, he’d stayed away from her because of her…intense personality, which manifested after her affinity increased. He’d intentionally become a loner to avoid girls like Ella and Cecilia.
He simply wasn’t interested in popularity contests.
“Do you know who’s the top candidate for freshman class president?”
Cecilia glared at him. If he still didn’t understand, he’d be an idiot.
“Me…?”
“Yes.”
She finally sat down beside him, as if they could finally have a proper conversation.
“It hasn’t even been a month since we started, and you’re already the frontrunner for freshman class president.”
“I’m just doing my thing…”
“You defeated Sestern with a wooden sword, became Horfin’s first disciple, mediated the conflict between mages and swordsmen, and you’re even trying to master both magic and swordsmanship to bridge the gap between the departments.”
“Is…that how it’s perceived?”
His speech, his attempt to mediate the conflict between Horfin, Spenny, and the other teachers…He hadn’t even known what he was saying, but it seemed he’d become a legend.
[He became a disciple of both teachers to stop the fighting?]
[Swordsmanship training is brutal, they say.]
[Wow, he’s amazing. A true leader.]
Kids loved hero stories, and Egenir, standing out from the crowd, had gained immense popularity. He’d achieved a level of recognition that Cecilia couldn’t currently match.
The Central Royal faction disliked him because of the Sestern incident, but he’d gained the support of the low-ranking and mid-ranking dormitories.
The mid-ranking students were even considering switching their allegiance from the royal faction to Egenir…
“Gasp…Gasp…”
[Keep going! You’re almost there!]
[Aaaaagh!]
Many had been swayed by his determination to endure Horfin’s brutal training. Even some of the girls in the royal dormitory were openly expressing their admiration for him.
“You said you’d support me.”
That vague statement…He’d planned to claim that mental support counted as support.
‘Wait…’
22 wasn’t a high affinity, a rather precarious level. He needed at least 25, the halfway mark, to have a chance with her. If he said he’d only been supporting her mentally, her affinity could plummet.
‘Spenny’s affinity is about to hit 50…’
He needed to maintain Cecilia’s affinity to acquire the Salamander trait.
“Cecilia.”
“Yes?”
“I’ll think of a way to help you.”
“R-Really?”
“Of course. If there’s no problem…”
“Then!”
Cecilia grabbed both his hands.
“I’m running for freshman class president. Will you be my vice president?”
“…What?”
The representative of the freshman class, a position usually held by popular students. And the vice president, the supporting role…
‘Oh, no.’
He was already busy raising affinities, levels, skills, and stealing traits. Adding vice president to the mix…
‘It would be a nightmare.’
He’d be constantly busy, with no time to rest.
‘Once I’m done with Spenny and Horfin, Cecilia is next…’
He looked at her, gauging her reaction.
“You said you’d help, right?”
She was desperate to recruit him. She’d initially planned to use her popularity to gather support, but everyone was focused on Egenir.
“Yeah…I’m a bit busy right now, but once this is over…”
“Promise?”
“Y-Yeah…I’ll do it for you…”
[Cecilia’s affinity increased by 27.]
‘What?!’
Her affinity skyrocketed. He could almost see hearts in her eyes.
“N-No!”
He couldn’t let her affinity rise any further.
Spenny’s affinity was at the same level.
‘Why?!’
He cursed the sudden surge in affinity.
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These girls are crazyyyyyyyyy,only mommy Spenny can be trusted