11 – Making a plan
Fortunately, Professor Seras’ request was granted.
Thanks to that, just three hours a day including lunch break.
I asked her for her sparring so I could personally take her lessons.
Actually, there were a lot of things I was worried about.
Wouldn’t it be against the rules for a professor to personally teach a cadet?
If it is known that she teaches me, she will gain weight again according to the rumors that were circulating the other day.
But rather than that, achieving my goal right now is the priority, so it was just a request for a judge.
Fortunately, contrary to my concerns, there is no such regulation, so I can receive teaching without any problems.
“Hmm….”
In the aftermath of that lesson, I’ve been living with yawns lately.
Some might say, what’s so special about sparring for only three hours a day?
But that only applies when competing against opponents of the same level as me.
Professor Seras is a miraculous opponent with my current abilities.
Because he is a professor and instructor who is in charge of both theory and practice, which is rare in the combat department.
Thanks to her, fighting with her is like hell every day.
I don’t think I would be this tired even if I sparred with Pareon for eight hours.
“Bell, are you sleepy?”
As I continued to yawn, Lone next to me asked in a worried tone.
If it was like before, I would have pretended to be strong, saying it was no big deal, but now I couldn’t relax.
Because I’m about to close my eyes right now.
“Yes. I will die very much.”
“So you should sleep well. What are you doing at night?”
Lorne started nagging like my older sister, saying things like sleep is medicine.
If it was like usual, I would listen in one ear and let it out in the other, but today, somehow, I feel a bit disgusted.
These are all hardships trying to save someone.
I don’t want you to know, but it’s just a nasty b*tch.
Damn it.
In the end, he couldn’t hold back his anger and gave Lone’s forehead a ripe honey chestnut.
Then Lorne jumped up like a stoned frog and grabbed my forehead.
“Aww!? Why, why hit… !?”
“Just. I’m sorry.”
“It’s disgusting…. I didn’t do anything.”
Lone’s eyes were filled with resentment and he stared at me with sharp eyes.
Hmm, now that I think about it, I shouldn’t be blaming Lorne, but Aden’s bastard, shouldn’t I?
Even if only that kid went to her class C, there wouldn’t be any reason for me to have to doze off with such a high school student.
Okay.
If we run into each other later, we’ll have to give it a slap.
The moment I made up my mind like that.
Lorne pointed to a bench built next to me and tapped my arm.
“Bell. It’s not like this, let’s rest there for a while. Your complexion is so bad.”
“Um…. Is that so?”
It would be unfair to get hit on the forehead all of a sudden, but he makes a pretty unique proposal.
Anyway, since there was quite a bit of time left until the next class, I decided to follow Lone’s opinion.
Coincidentally, the sunlight is quite warm, so wouldn’t it be possible to recover one’s stamina with just a little photosynthesis?
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Leaning against the back of the bench like that, I crossed my arms and closed my eyes gently.
I feel as if I will fall asleep any moment from the drowsiness brought by the warm sunlight.
“Bell. Ruler?”
“No.”
Just like that, the moment we are about to head to the land of dreams.
Again, Lone tapped her on the arm and had to wake her up.
This time, she opened her eyes to see what she was doing again, and Lorne, who was tapping her thighs, caught her eye.
“Since sleeping like that is uncomfortable, I thought it would be better to lie down here.”
With a shy smile, Lorne suggested nothing but a lap pillow.
To be honest, it’s an attractive offer that makes me want to accept it right away.
But the last conscience in my head vehemently rejected it.
“Lying down…. Isn’t that a bit like that?”
“Why? Are you shy? I don’t have to be conscious of it.”
Lone blinked and asked with innocent eyes.
His appearance wasn’t much different from the Lone I remembered, but I felt a strange sense of difference.
‘Was Lorne originally this kind of personality?’
Of course, it’s probably because they’re childhood friends and they’re comfortable.
But I remember Lorne being a bit reluctant about touching her body ever since she hit puberty.
From that time on, I also realized that her gender was different, so I stopped holding her Rone’s hand carelessly.
But after she entered the academy, Lorne changed as if she had gone back to her childhood.
He doesn’t seem to care too much about hugging or holding hands.
If you think that they have become so blunt to each other, there is nothing very strange about it.
If you look at it that way, I think I might be overly self-conscious.
Rone’s side must have just made the proposal out of concern for me, but I can’t get a favor as a favor.
“… Well, you are right.”
“Heh, right?”
When I showed a sign of acceptance, Lone quickly showed off his trademark V.
Come to think of it, it was only a pillow for her lap, so why was she so upset?
I wonder if this is why it is easy for men who have never been in a relationship to misunderstand a woman’s behavior.
“Then excuse me. Wake me up when it’s time to go.”
“Yes. Good night, Bell.”
Laying her head on Lorne’s thigh, I closed my eyes again.
A strange scent of flowers seemed to tickle her nose, but she tried to ignore it.
Certainly, the sense of security is different from sleeping leaning on a bench.
It may not be a method that you will use often, but it would be nice to be able to take care of it next time.
As she entrusted her body to the light breeze blowing like that, she felt her consciousness gradually sink below the surface.
Somehow, it feels more comfortable than a dorm bed.
I need to be careful not to hear the habit.
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Thanks to Lone, I had a good night’s sleep and my body felt refreshed.
When I arrived at the classroom with such light steps, Tina, who was sitting in her seat, sprinted towards me.
It would be rude if you thought it was like a puppy welcoming its owner.
To be honest, I would believe it if I said that his ears were hidden between that orange hair.
“Bell! Did you see that?”
“What is it?”
Befitting a source in our class, he seems to have brought important information today.
Perhaps the one I owe the most to after entering the academy is none other than Tina.
Tina stomped her foot noisily, pointing somewhere outside her classroom.
“A mock exam. It was posted on the notice board outside, but you didn’t see it, did you?”
‘I’m here.’
And the news she brought was exactly what I had in mind.
As she said, the bulletin board on which announcements were posted had a large title, “Mock Exam Schedule,” With small letters written underneath.
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《Mock exam schedule》
The schedule for the mock exam is announced as follows, so all first-year students are asked to check the schedule so that there is no confusion.
Mock exam date – X month XX.
Test items – Written test for all subjects corresponding to each major.
Special Issues – ‘Right to go out’ is given to upper class cadets belonging to Class A.
Cadets in the upper ranks belonging to Classes B~E are given a ‘tour ticket’ to experience the life of an upper class.
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In the middle of continuing to peruse with my gaze lowered, wondering if it might be different from what I remembered.
The voices of the nearby cadets came one after another.
“How long has it been since you entered the school? Is it a mock test right away?”
“My words. Guess who isn’t a meritocrat?”
“Besides, the preferential treatment given to the top seats is rubbish. Who wants to have that?”
Every sentence is correct.
In the first place, this mock test is actually just a process to check the theoretical ability of freshmen.
It doesn’t affect class reassignment later, and even if you get a high grade, you won’t even be given special privileges other than the one written in the specifics.
However, at this academy, going out is not quite free, so even if you just read that ticket, Class A will have a reason to sincerely participate in the exam, but the rest of the cadets from Class B to E lack even that.
It is because the special privilege of ‘tourist ticket’ given to them is quite useless.
What this tour ticket is, as stated in the notice, is the right for students in the lower class to live in the upper class for two days.
It feels like a great privilege in that you can experience the life of upper-class cadets, but in reality it only increases the sense of deprivation, so it is no different from a meaningless right.
Although the academy is pushing for it, saying it motivates them to improve their skills.
Anyway, for that reason, few cadets were willing to focus on this mock test in the original work.
Except for a few extremely sincere people who literally want to test their skills.
However, that useless privilege is the one I need the most right now.
That’s an important fact.
‘If I just use that, I can attend class C.’
The only way for me, who is in Class E, to attend the Class C class, the Wizard’s Forest investigation.
That means I have to give my all to this mock test that no one else will pay attention to.
The problem is that I have almost no magical theories other than my original knowledge.
Because of that, it is true that even the most inferior students in this academy, class E, have to fight a bloody battle of brains.
In the first place, even things that are only basic common sense by the standards of wizards in this world are not basic common sense to me, so I can’t help it.
‘Even when I went to college, I didn’t make up my mind to study this far.’
So he must have gone to the jijabdae.
Anyway, I have no choice but to do my best this time.
Shouldn’t a country boy who is not even the main character have to work hard to achieve what he wants?