127 – One-on-One Interview
The midterm exams are finally over.
Students who have been washing their hair for a week will rest comfortably today regardless of their grades.
But why do we remain here?
“I want to go home soon.”
“Be patient.”
Me and Yulia waiting for our turn in the hallway in front of the consultation room. And to Rachel.
Currently, Sharon is talking with the examiner in charge. All in turn, one by one.
As you can easily guess, it was because of the commotion in the cooperative exam. It’s called a simple statement investigation, but she thought it was going to be quite a while seeing that after 5 minutes Sharon went inside and she didn’t come out.
“Should we stay and talk about what we did wrong?”
For now, I deeply sympathize with Rachel’s complaint. If there’s anything wrong with us, it’s just that we were unlucky to take the test at the same time as Granger.
Of course, it was understandable to some extent that the academy reacted this way.
This is because the aftermath of this incident was quite large.
Fortunately, since the test process is not disclosed for fear of cheating, ordinary students will not know at all. However, there is a high probability that rumors will spread.
Perhaps by now the academy is going through quite a headache. Aside from everything else, even though the order to stop fighting was issued at the end, it was ignored.
Of course, that wasn’t Granger’s will. Because he was swallowed up by a dragon and lost his sanity. The reason why the order to stop fighting was ignored and the teleport magic was broken was also due to the power of the dragon.
But looking at the results alone, it is true that it was cheating in violation of the exam rules. So, I have no choice but to think deeply about how to handle this case.
Above all, the act of summoning the dragon itself was the right choice for Granger himself. It would be safe to say that he felt disciplined just because he used magic that had the risk of harming another student.
“Next. Cro-Morris students.”
As soon as Sharon came out of her consulting room, I heard a voice calling my name inside her.
She got up and moved closer, she asked Sharon sneakily.
“What did you say inside?”
“I just asked about work at the exam center.”
“Okay.”
It doesn’t seem to deviate much from what was roughly expected. When I relaxed and went inside, the 1st grade head teacher greeted me with a friendly expression.
“Have a seat.”
“Yes.”
It’s a bit burdensome to talk face-to-face like this. Waiting for her to speak first with a slightly stiff attitude, the teacher opened her mouth while rummaging through her papers on her table.
“Did you guess what I was going to ask?”
“Yes. To some extent.”
“First of all, your team did a great job. I can’t tell you exactly, but you can expect good grades.”
Perhaps it was gold lacquer tossed to ease the tension, but it was nice to hear, so I didn’t feel bad.
“There is no problem with you. Rather, it is the victim. Still, there were only five of you on the scene, so we called you to be careful not to make a hasty mistake.”
“Yes. I see what you mean.”
“Okay. I’m glad you understand.”
As the teacher said, we are in a proud position that we have not done anything wrong. So, without hesitation, just answer the questions truthfully and then go back. All the other kids went home and it was just annoying that we were the only ones left, but it wasn’t a problem.
“I heard that when student Jean Granger summoned the last summon, you were the one who blocked the attack and delivered the final blow.”
“Um… I think it fits.”
“You have to answer clearly. Did you defeat the summoned beast with your magic?”
Nodding his head, he added an additional explanation.
“Yes. To be precise, I changed the path of the breath with my magic.”
The blue sky that was still visible through the hole in the ceiling came to mind clearly.
“Did you aim for that result intentionally? Or is it just a coincidence?”
“It was a bit of a gamble. But when I gathered the breath, my mana surged so much that I tried to use it in reverse.”
“You mean it was intended. Then, is it the same as aiming for the chest?”
“That’s…”
I paused for a moment and glanced out the window.
“Yes. It is the same.”
“Okay. Then···.”
After that, several questions continued. Most of them were about details in the final battle that would have gone unnoticed unless you were the person involved.
After answering the questions for about 10 minutes, I was able to escape after my turn.
“Next. Student Julia Grace.”
“Yes.”
She took turns with Julia and as soon as she stepped out of her consulting room, she listened to Rachel’s grunts.
“No, why am I the last one! I was going to go back right away after the first Pataro!”
“It must be because you are the most important in battle among us.”
“You are laughing. I didn’t do anything in the end.”
That’s not wrong. Because Rachel’s performance is concentrated until the dragon appears.
In the last situation where her life was in danger, it was Sharon who showed the most outstanding performance.
What if she hadn’t discovered the dragon’s weakness right away? We may have been going back and forth in the operating room, not in the counseling room.
Yes. It was all thanks to Sharon’s magic.
I stared at Sharon, who was sitting quietly in her chair. She had an emergency, and she gave it up, but a question that hadn’t left her head since she first saw her magic.
So far, I’ve only had a heart attack, but today I finally found an important physical evidence.
The possibility that Sharon was Sherlock increased even more.
But how do I check this? If you asked, ‘Are you Sherlock!?’ Just because you found one piece of evidence, you wouldn’t readily admit it. There would have to be solid evidence to prevent him from even sticking out his flippers.
Once in my head, ‘Sharon = Sherlock’ was almost accepted as a confirmed fact. Even if I don’t completely rule out the possibility of being wrong, it would be very slim.
Don’t rush to figure it out, just take it slow and step by step. Just in time, if I combine it with the plan I envisioned yesterday, it might be easier than I thought.
She deliberately cleared her throat once and looked at her cautiously calling her behind her.
“Sharon.”
“Talk to me.”
“I had a hard time today.”
It was Rachel who was next to her who reacted violently to the greeting thrown to turn the conversation.
“Hey! Why did you ignore me who was right next to me and only pay attention to him? I did all the hard work.”
He behaves like a child. He accepted the complaint with a smile.
“Yes. You worked the hardest.”
“This isn’t something like kneeling down and bowing down. No thanks?”
I asked for it and he did what I wanted, and he responded.
As I let out a deep sigh, he pricked my side with his fingers, as if he was being stabbed too.
“Hey. Don’t do it.”
“Huh.”
I have to talk to Sharon, but I keep getting interrupted from the side. She knew that the best way for Rachel to fight childishly was to ignore her, so she didn’t force it.
Then, not long after, she grumbled at Rachel, glancing at her with a sullen expression.
“Chi. It’s annoying.”
“Isn’t it normal for me to get irritated?”
“Noisy. Fool.”
Shouldn’t we seriously examine his mental age? It looks like I’m just an elementary school student. If the black guy was like this, she would have hated it sincerely, but at least it’s Rachel, so she’s chin-up between her cuteness and irritation.
“Next. Student Rachel Scarlett.”
“Eh.”
Rachel got up from her seat with a flinch, confused as to whether it was an answer or not.
Now the intruder is gone. In this gap, I’ll have to ask Sharon.
“Sharon.”
“Yes.”
“You know that. Earlier in the exam hall…”
At that time, Yulia came out of the counseling room and approached us with a smile on her face.
“What are you two talking about?”
“Oh, I just have a question about the test.”
“Really? What are you curious about? I will answer everything!”
No, I’m curious about Sharon, so you won’t be able to answer.
Anyway, Yulia’s tension is quite high, probably because the test is over. She intervened in the middle of talking about things she hadn’t even asked, and in a sense, a more disturbing person than Rachel appeared.
“Which subject was the most difficult in this written test? The ‘Application of Life Magic’ class I took on the second day was…”
Chat. It’s like a chick peeping beside you nonstop. It’s also a fairly noisy chick.
Is it rather a problem to simply nod your head and say hello? Should I just be chic like Sharon?
While seriously thinking about it, Yulia suddenly whispered to me in a quiet moment.
“Cro. Didn’t you forget today’s promise?”
Flinch. The tickle in her ear startled her.
“Uh…?”
What is it? Is it my delusion?
I think Sharon, who hadn’t responded until just now, gave a little glance in this direction.