Last Class Standing – 6
The Student Council is good because they have Manpower +2, and Amelia and Olivia are good because they don’t have to starve. It is the completion of a world where no one gets hurt.
But this time, they didn’t even feel happy about having a future civil servant. In the future, I only wanted those children to be happy. If you are an academy student, you are actually between a noble and a commoner, but why is it between a commoner and a poor person?
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No, it’s not Sai, it’s just poor people. To be honest, if the academy hadn’t given us uniforms for free, I think I would have looked like a beggar even wearing them.
“Carl, what happened?”
After the two impoverished sisters went back, groaning that they would work hard in the future, Marghetta broke her silence.
I readily accepted the two due to my request and the lack of manpower in the student council, but it was a very unexpected proposal. It’s even weirder when you think that this happened for no reason.
“It’s heartbreaking that Mar is suffering. Wouldn’t it be easier if a talented student came in?”
I just sent them in to eat because the two of them were so miserable. But from Amelia’s reaction, it seemed that they were reluctant to let anyone know what they were like. He seems to be worried about the reputation he has among the aristocratic students.
Of course, if Marghetta hears the situation between the two and feels sorry for her, she will feel sorry for her, and she will not think that she is not dignified. Rather, whenever I see them, I will treat them with compassion and consideration.
‘That’s a problem though.’
It has already been a year and a half since Amelia has been rolling among the nobles. If you experience Marghetta’s sympathetic consideration, you will notice it right away.
That’s difficult. It’s a bit like when someone else makes fun of her mouth and reveals what she’s been hiding. Moreover, she is afraid of what kind of panic Amelia will fall into if she thinks that the duchess has caught her ugly side.
Maybe Olivia will write a letter saying she is not guilty and she will drop out. The future is drawn just by looking at it for a moment today.
“Hmmm, is that so?”
Margeta’s eyes narrowed at the excuse of hiding her truth. A look that said that was all it really was.
She patted Ta’s head softly at the sight of him.
“To be honest, it’s a matter of privacy between the two of us, so it’s difficult to tell you everything. I’m sorry, Mar.”
It was a cowardly evasion method, but the effect was clear. Marghetta’s narrowed eyes slowly closed, and she began to put on a calm expression.
“Can you understand?”
“I can’t help it if it’s private life.”
I was relieved by the supple answer. If she had been determined and asked, she would have opened her mouth eventually, but Marghetta let it go.
“I’ll take good care of him because he’s the talent Carl recommended for me.”
“That’s an honor.”
I don’t know what the meaning is, but I’m thinking of my face and taking good care of it.
I really owe a lot to Marghetta’s broad heart.
After the athletic meet is over, isn’t it right for her to go home and wash up and sleep?
“This won’t be decided until the end.”
“It’s rather good. It’s not fun when the results are decided quickly.”
“Haha! These days, our minds are well matched!”
I’m not right, so go with the right ones.
My small and precious hideout, the confectionery club room, has been occupied by an evil invasion force. In fact, they are also members, so they are legitimate visitors to the club room, but they are an invading army anyway.
Honestly, I didn’t think anyone would come during the half-fight. There is no club time, so there is no need to come.
But everything has come. All six members, from the manager to the assistants.
“You must be tired, why don’t you go back and rest?”
= Get out of my hideout right now, you bastards.
I talked to the especially rowdy red and blue duo. If it had been the chief, I would have already grabbed him by the collar and threw it instead of saying it around like this.
“I didn’t even go to the game, so there’s nothing to be tired of?
I inadvertently nodded at Ryutis’ words. Certainly these were just sightings. Even in a 4-player match, you have to put your heart and soul into guarding, but if you participated in other matches, it would have been quite a headache.
That’s right. There is only one letter difference between the right word and the wrong word.
‘If I’m going to possess it anyway, I’ll be possessed by the imperial family.’
For a moment, I even had that thought. I’m only a count, so I’m suffering like this. If they were members of the royal family, wouldn’t they be innocent even if they defeated them? Rude princes of the empire are common in novels too.
…Come to think of it, that’s the 2nd Prince. Damn, it wasn’t fiction, it was real.
“I see.”
I finally gave up. It hurts my heart that the expectation that he wouldn’t come was betrayed, but it’s always been that the club room is crowded at this time.
As I tried to look away, I saw Louise and Erich kneading the dough.
Is it because of my mood? Somehow, Erich seems to have gotten closer since he was dumped by Louise.
Louise raised her head first, probably noticing my gaze.
“On a day like today, I’ll take a break.”
“Just watching isn’t fun. I thought it would be nice to have something to eat with.”
Louise nodded again at Louise’s answer with a slight smile.
Well, just like watching a movie is more fun with popcorn, you should have something to eat while watching. Louise will be bored since she only participates in a 4-person match.
“You too?”
“Me too.”
A short conversation with Erich was enough.
“Do you need a brother too?”
“I’ll make the one for you.”
“I don’t think it’s necessary.”
I think it’s true that we’ve become closer since we’re really together.
Anyway, since you said you’d make it, you should be grateful.
“Okay, please.”
“Leave it to me!”
It’s been a while since I saw Louise smile broadly. I was worried because he was avoiding me for a while, but is he okay these days?
And after a long time, I was able to see the cookie jar that I used to use in the first semester was full.
The class battle went smoothly until the last day.
If Ryutis’ half wins, Later’s half wins the next match, and each time the opponent wins, he evolves into a berserker with the encouragement of the royal family in his class (pressure named), and the other classes Looking across the river like a spectacle.
A few sacrificed, and the majority were at peace. The greatest happiness of the greatest number. If you look at it from a utilitarian point of view, it looks right.
Students belonging to Ryutis and Later class will feel unfair, but what can they do? That’s what they sell.
‘Luck is also a skill.’
I thought about it during the last practical test, but luck is also a skill. If you look at the character status window, there is LUK in the ability level. It’s one of those undeniable abilities. It’s to the extent that there is even an all-luck bandit.
And if you think positively, it is a valuable opportunity to form a network while staying in the same class as royalty. Where would you get this opportunity?
Of course, even if I offered it, it would be an opportunity to refuse.
“I’m glad our class didn’t have anything like that.”
Olivia was staring blankly at the stadium when she turned her gaze to the voice next to her.
She had no particular intention of meeting her, but while wandering around, we ran into each other by chance. She just briefly said hello and tried to walk past her, but suddenly she clung to it.
‘Unfortunately.’
He is a poor child without parents. Even after Amelia, who acted as her parent, entered her academy, she would have become her own parent and took care of her younger siblings.
She must have suffered from a lack of affection because she didn’t receive proper affection at the age where she should be loved. Because she was like Yuris or Sofia too.
So she’s fed… No, she’s got some food and she seems to come running like this. Even others try to avoid me as much as possible.
‘It’s like a dog.’
The tone is strange, but it really looks like a large dog. Roughly Purple Retriever.
“What about Amelia?”
“She’s been with me before, but I can’t see her. Her sister sometimes gets lost in her.”
Maybe it was you who lost it, not Amelia.
I thought of Amelia, who was desperately looking for Olivia, closing her mouth. It’s a sad look.
As I kept her silence, Olivia turned her gaze to me. Exactly with my hands.
“Hey, Inspector General. Can I eat that too?”
“Yes.”
“Wow! Thank you!”
Looking like Louise’s homemade cookies had an eye on them, she obediently held out the tin.
It’s strange, it seems like he’s been eating well since he joined the student council… Maybe he’s eating everything in sight because he’s got a grudge over not being able to eat.
Anyway, Olivia’s expression hardened rapidly as she smiled and ate her cookie.
‘It tastes like the old days.’
It seems that Louise has returned to the taste of the first semester, saying that only I eat it. To the time when even the members who had a crush on Louise couldn’t bear to eat it.
“…I don’t think it suits the taste of nobles.”
After mumbling a few times, Olivia opened her mouth sullenly.
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No, that’s good enough. There were people who couldn’t eat it and spit it out.
“Each person has a different taste. There’s nothing strange about it.”
After that, Olivia never looked her eyes at the cookie tin.
Shortly thereafter, Amelia, who was out of breath, appeared and snatched Olivia. As she dragged Olivia along, she bowed her head several times.
Since joining the student council, it seems that the wariness towards me has eased a little, but it seems that they are still afraid. Yeah, that’s not normal. Olivia is unusual.
After the purple meerkat picked up the purple retriever, I also moved on. As the 4-person match starts soon, it is necessary to take a position overlooking the stadium.
“Are you here?”
“Ah, yes. It’s a little late.”
When we arrived, there was not only the principal, but also the vice principal and the student council. Now it’s the end of the last, so everyone will be concerned. If this 4-person battle goes through without incident, the class battle is over.
“Something seems to be happening.”
I think something happened right away, but it’s a problem.
As I spoke while looking at a noisy stadium somewhere, the principal laughed as if he was embarrassed.
“That is—”
– Instructor Alberto, who participated in Class 3 of the 1st year as a faculty member, hastily vacated his seat due to the summoning of the magic tower.
“That’s it.”
“Indeed.”
An appropriately echoed announcement. Louise Van recruited an instructor from the Ministry of Magic.
‘It was a good fight.’
As the instructor of the Ministry of Magic was dispatched from the Mage Tower, his skill is certain.
There is a downside, however, that if something happens at the Mage Tower like now, you have to leave the academy schedule behind and fly away. Of course, that downside exploded at this timing.
“Quite a few faculty members must have already been recruited by other classes.”
There was a slight pity on the principal’s face as he spoke while sweeping his beard.
It’s definitely not comfortable. Because the students have been harmed by things outside the academy, not by the students’ mistakes.
– The 4-person battle will be delayed until Class 3 of Year 1 finds a new staff member. Thank you for your understanding.
Fortunately, it seems that they are waiting, but is there any meaning? To be honest, if you still have faculty members who are still there, you’re saying that they’re people who are a bit weak to use with all their might.
‘Sorry.’
Anyway, the winner of the four-person battle would be Lutis or Later, but Louise Van was stranded without even being able to generate power.
– Class 3 of Year 1 nominated a new faculty member.
After a few minutes, the announcement came again.
“Designation?”
“In this case, we skip the process of seeking permission from faculty members. It is a measure of consideration for the class that may have been harmed by a sudden change.”
That sounds plausible. There is already a huge gap in power. In such a situation, persuading from the beginning is too harsh.
– He, 1st grade, 1st grade, 3rd class, pointed out, teaching job, won… Is…
What is it?
‘Did you get lag?’
Suddenly, the announcement was stuttered. You’ve never been like this before?
– …I am the pastry club advisor!
…?
Is there another pastry club advisor that I don’t know about?