Became the Academy Romantic Phantom Thief chapter 190

190 – The Dilemma Question

“What did you do? It’s already exam time.”

I fully sympathize with Rachel’s grumbling complaint.

I don’t know why time goes by so fast. It seems like the midterm exam was just yesterday, but it’s already time to take the final exam.

Why does it feel like nothing I learned from the lessons remains in my head?

She must have made up her mind to diligently train her magic as well, but that resolution disappeared like snow melting before she knew it.

Anyway, under the pretext of preparing for the exam, our fantasy quartet got together again.

Today’s venue is none other than Yulia’s house.

Although it is not the level of Grace’s family, it was very good to use it as a hideout because the room where she lives alone is quite spacious and comfortable like a girl from a rich family.

By the way, Rachel’s house was destroyed because her landlord, Rachel, was vehemently against it. Leah, her older sister, said she could come anytime, and she seemed to be expecting our visit.

“Ah, that is filthy difficult.”

“If you don’t know something, you can ask. Are you studying together for that?”

As expected today, Yulia is kind as always.

Recently, I came to know her true identity unwillingly, but the fact that she was kind and kind was an unchanging fact.

No one among us can say that nature is bad. Rachel also has a harsh tone and has a hot temper, but she has never bullied anyone or committed evil. It would be perfect except for the toxic ticking on me.

And Sharon…

To be honest, it was still full of doubts to the extent that it was difficult to distinguish between good and bad.

Even though we’ve known each other for months, there are more things we don’t know than what we know.

The conversation itself went smoothly compared to the first time.

“Here, the formula is replaced like this…”

I got close enough to explain in detail a problem that neither I nor the other kids knew about.

The problem is that it ends there. No further progress had been made, and it had stopped at the level of just casual chatting.

In order to uncover Sharon’s identity, I had to get closer than now and dig up information that could be a clue.

You can’t just approach it blindly. I had tried sneaking it before, but it was rather more distant and vigilant. It felt like a timid cat running away when it got closer than a certain distance.

I wonder if a special event is needed to develop further from the current state.

When you express it like this, it feels like you are attacking the heroine in some kind of unplayed poem.

“Cro?”

“…Ah, yes.”

“Is the problem difficult? Or do you have any other concerns? Your expression looks dark.”

“Leave it alone. From a few days ago, he looked like a dog who was hungry for poop. Just looking at it, it must be because of the exam worries.”

I laughed awkwardly and glossed over my answer.

As Rachel said, I’ve been in the same trouble for the past few days.

The subject of concern is, of course, the contents of the proposal made by the Magic Engineering Society. It was about entering the mirror world and killing the girl.

I thought of putting it off and making a decision slowly, but I’ve been confused for days without an answer. The deadline I had set in my mind is today at midnight, so it’s already only half a day left.

Of course, passing the deadline does not mean that the world will be destroyed tomorrow morning.

But isn’t it obvious that if you postpone your choice even after the date you have set in your mind has arrived, you will continue to worry endlessly and indecisively after that?

No matter what, we must make a decision within today.

But there was no way the answer would come out easily, and my head was pounding, and I let out a sigh.

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Am I thinking too hard?

When explaining, the operator said that the target girl was just a doll with no personality. If it’s a doll that can’t think no matter how elaborate it looks like a human, wouldn’t it be okay to approach it with the feeling of just breaking it?

No. No matter how I thought about it, it didn’t seem like it would be that easy.

If it was really a problem that could be solved so simply, the operator wouldn’t have bothered to refer to the target as a ‘girl’ in the first place. He would have called it a doll or a system in moderation, and asked to be removed without using the expression “Kill.”

Above all, the girl was said to be a transcendentalist. She is an existence similar to the Lady of the Lake, the same as the Operator and the Chief Engineer.

Therefore, there was a good chance that the statement that it was no different from a doll without personality was a cunningly distorted explanation to alleviate my guilt.

I’m frustrated, so I’ll search. No matter how many times I called out to the Goddess I trusted, there was no answer. She can’t even ask anyone else…

No. Can i ask

I asked the children a question, omitting context in moderation and only mentioning the context that would not be a big problem.

“Yes. What would you do if you had to do something bad to save the world?”

“What kind of bullsh*t are you talking about all of a sudden?”

“I just suddenly became curious.”

Children staring at me with bewildered expressions at a sudden question and blinking their eyes.

Yulia asked while tilting her head as if she didn’t understand.

“Isn’t saving the world a good thing in itself in the first place?”

“That’s a good thing. But in order to do good, you have to do bad.”

“How bad is that?”

“Um…”

Speaking of murder is not a good example.

Because my current situation is special. It was difficult to equate it with murder unless you knew exactly what kind of existence the girl was.

But it feels too weak to give examples of simple violence or theft. I searched for a suitable analogy as much as possible and stuttered my answer.

“Arson…?”

“Setting a fire?”

“That’s how it feels. I set fire to an abandoned building, but I don’t know if there are people in it or not. If there is, you could get swept away and die. Then what are you going to do?”

Rachel burst out laughing at the oddly detailed presentation of the situation.

“What kind of situation is it that you have to set fire to an abandoned building to save the world?”

“It’s just an example. What would you do if that were the case?”

“Hmm.”

Rachel was the first to answer.

“Shout, what.”

“Really?”

“If you don’t shout, the world will end. It’s a waste building anyway.”

“Still, there might be people.”

“Oh, I don’t know, it’s the fault of those who were gloomyly stuck in the abandoned building. Isn’t it the same thing to search for them when the world is destroyed anyway?”

“That’s it…. It is.”

I couldn’t resist. Unbeknownst to Rachel, her logic made me nod involuntarily.

Even if there are people in the abandoned building and they are swept away by the flames, in the end, if they don’t commit arson and the world perishes, they’re destined to die the same way. I had never thought of it from this point of view.

Afterward, Yulia, who was deep in thought, shook her head.

“I don’t know.”

“Is it difficult to choose between the two?”

“Yes… Of course, I know that saving the world is important, but that doesn’t mean setting a fire and hurting innocent people.”

Of course not. So it must be a difficult dilemma.

Especially if you’re a kind person like Yulia, it’s understandable that you’re worried. It is not certain that there are people in the abandoned building, but just the possibility that there might be people has no choice but to hesitate.

I didn’t force myself to ask for an answer. This isn’t a problem I brought up to annoy others, it’s just that I asked to get help.

Finally, it was Sharon’s turn. I waited for the next story with a little anticipation to see what she would say.

“There is too little information.”

“… Huh? What information?”

“How long should arson be done, is the act of arson itself important, or is it just necessary to remove the abandoned building in other ways, where the abandoned building is located, how the world will be destroyed in detail . . “

“Okay. Okay.”

If I left it like this, I was going to say 100 more things that I lacked, so I cut it off in the middle.

I never thought I would get an answer like this.

It may sound like a nitpick, but her opinion is very valid.

Actually, I felt frustrated because I felt the lack of information.

“What if you had to make a decision without enough information? If we don’t choose right now, the world will perish. Then what are you going to do?”

Sharon firmly shook her head at my question.

“No matter what decision you make, it must be supported by evidence. Even if it’s an urgent situation, it’s right to try to find even one clue.”

“·······.”

“What you just said is not enough. Find one more and you will find the answer.”

I thought about the words in a daze at the content, as if he was directing me through my troubles.

Is it really so? If I find just one more, can I give an answer?

If so, what is the final clue I need to find?

Even after returning to her house after finishing her study, Sharon’s words kept ringing in my ears.

“·······.”

At some point the clock pointed to 11:59.

I picked up a hand mirror.