episode_0012
by adminRiding the portal, I returned to Leonios Academy and sought out Karla first.
The final remaining part of the plan was to quickly send Karla to the infirmary since her mood seemed off already when I found her.
Gone was the gentle smile that usually adorned her face, replaced by a mix of irritation and injustice on Karla’s countenance.
What could have happened to make Karla wear such a disgruntled expression? Well, it’s not my concern.
I was relieved that I didn’t have to bother with fixing Karla’s mood since it was already soured.
However, this piqued my curiosity.
Who could have upset Karla’s mood like this? Although we haven’t reached the middle of the novel yet, the students’ average level is not very high. Therefore, it’s unlikely that Karla’s mood was affected by losing a fight.
So, who could have put Karla in such a foul mood? While I had many questions, I felt there was no need to know the answers.
Things will work out somehow~ Time to go meet Sheryl~
Expecting Sheryl to be at the Itan Dormitory, I redirected my steps towards there to meet her.
Ah, the sunlight is particularly strong today. Passing by the trees, a cool mountain breeze envelops me along with its warmth.
Comfortable. Refreshing. Warm. As much as I wouldn’t mind this routine continuing, I yearn for some action.
Hence, this routine is good for just one day.
Peace is nice, but excitement is better.
Thrills. Excitement. Isn’t it exhilarating?
*
“Why on earth is Ayla treating me like this…”
Karla walks down the street, wearing a mix of frustration and annoyance on her face.
Karla. Until the end of the interclass competition, she wasn’t feeling so bad. Unless there was friction with Shiela, Karla rarely felt upset. She might get a little sulky at times, but it would pass in a minute.
That’s why at the academy, Karla is known for not getting angry easily, and that’s not a lie. She genuinely doesn’t get angry often.
However, the reason Karla wore a mix of frustration and annoyance on her face was due to Ayla’s influence.
According to the original story, by now, Karla and Ayla would have been closer, perhaps even dating.
But due to Ayla’s change, the original storyline has been shattered into pieces.
The Royal Class, which should have won, ended up defeated because of Ayla turning against them and siding with the Common Class.
While some faculty members objected to team killing, victory went to the Common Class due to Coach Guistan’s statement that leading the opposing team to victory was also a valid strategy.
How does this relate to Karla’s mood?
Naturally, it was because of Karla’s personality, her aversion to losing.
Although Karla was slightly annoyed due to the loss being attributed to Ayla, she firmly believed there must be a reason for Ayla’s actions and approached her to ask why she had helped the Common Class and why she couldn’t stand up to Shiela.
Upon hearing Karla’s questions, Ayla remained silent for a few seconds before finally speaking.
“…Get lost.”
It was a shocking statement.
Ayla, who never used foul language towards Karla, gave her a look of annoyance and muttered insults while glaring at her with furrowed brows.
Some students nearby heard the sound, and most of them doubted their ears.
“What…?”
Karla was no exception.
It was a sudden outburst from Ayla. Naturally, one could doubt their ears.
Karla had never cursed even once, but now, Ayla did. And not just casually, but with genuine, heartfelt words.
Most students stared rigidly at Ayla, but Karla reached out unlike the others.
“W-what on earth are you saying, Ayla?”
Taken aback by Ayla’s sudden outburst, it was an endless reach of the hand.
But it turned into a handshake.
*Thud!*
“Ugh…!!!”
“Shut up!!!! You damn Karla bastard!!! Everything’s ruined because of you!!! It’s all ruined!!!!”
Struck by Ayla, Karla’s emotions worsened as she burst into tears, leading to Ayla’s sudden action.
Ayla’s explosion was extremely violent. Fueled by genuine anger, her punch precisely hit Karla’s abdomen.
Despite Karla having a sturdy body, the punch was too much to bear, resulting in…
*Cough…! Cough, cough…!*
Blood spurted out.
Seeing the bloody cough, nearby students were horrified, covering their mouths. Fortunately, a student with healing abilities witnessed the scene and treated Karla.
Even after seeing Karla in that state, Ayla, still filled with anger and annoyance, stormed out of the Royal Class waiting room.
Yes, the reason Karla felt unjust and annoyed was due to Ayla’s sudden actions.
Already upset and now involved in losing, Karla found it absurd that Ayla, who contributed to her defeat, was the one expressing anger, leading to Karla feeling those emotions.
“Ayla… Misunderstandings should be cleared up at the Student Council…”
Yet, as large-hearted as her harem(?) feelings, Karla decided to reconcile with Ayla at the Student Council to resolve misunderstandings.
Believing that Ayla still liked her.
Next, Ayla planned to become closer to Lulu.
Although she had rejected many of Lulu’s advances towards friendship, considering her beauty and potential as a good wife, she thought they might get along well if they married.
Dreaming of such a harem future, Karla walked the path.
However, Karla was unaware.
“Shiirain… If I publicly apologize at the Student Council, will she accept it…?”
“Hehe~ Should I wear a dress~? Shiirain would like that, right? Oh! I should highlight my ears and tail. That’ll make me look pretty!”
Ayla and Lulu were already ensnared in Shiirain’s trap.
*
“Huh? Shiirain? Dinner time? Shall we go to the Student Council?”
“Oh, are you going too, Senpai?”
“Yes, I’m going. I’m a top student among the 3rd years, right? So, I have to go from the Academy. Shiirain is going, so let’s go together.”
“But how did you know I was going?”
“… … …”
“Haha~ Just kidding, just kidding~ Well, I heard it somewhere, right?”
“Oh, yeah. Okay then, shall we go quickly? I’ve already got my dress ready.”
“Yes, let’s go.”
The sky darkened as it was time for the Student Council to begin.
While having a casual conversation with Sheryl at the Itan Dormitory, she suddenly got up in a hurry, saying it was time to go to the Student Council.
She probably heard it from Karla, the protagonist and one of Sheryl’s close friends among the 1st years, who knew I was going to the Student Council. Karla tends to talk a lot unexpectedly.
So, since she knew I was originally going to the Student Council, she must have suggested going together.
Sheryl quietly ascended to the second floor, like the quiet steps of a rabbit.
Oh, come to think of it, it’s a rule to wear elegant clothes when going to the Student Council. For example, there might be dresses.
The man should wear a suit. Is there a white suit that matches my hair in my closet?
After coming to this world, I realized that I had never bought clothes even once and became anxious at the thought that I might not be able to enter the social club if I make a mistake.
Feeling uneasy, I hurriedly went to my room on the second floor and immediately opened the closet door to see what clothes I had.
Swiftly scanning my eyes, I started looking for clothes other than the school uniform. Luckily, there was one black suit set.
It was still wrapped in transparent plastic as if it were new. Thank goodness. It’s lucky that it’s there, and it’s lucky that it’s new.
I was worried about sweating, but it’s really fortunate. I haven’t opened the closet for 10 months, so it would be strange if it were soaked in sweat. But there might be unwashed clothes mixed in, right?
Taking out the new suit set from the closet, I quickly tore open the packaging and enjoyed the new clothes.
“Stylish.”
This guy Shirin spent all the hard-earned money here; the set cost 9 gold coins.
Shirin, who originally should have had around 10 gold coins when he possessed me, only had 1 gold coin left. Did he spend it here?
With these thoughts in mind, I praised Shirin for buying this outfit and started changing into the suit, taking off the school uniform.
Huh? But something feels strange. It feels like someone is watching me.
Oh, no. I’ve been getting more sensitive lately; it’s probably just my imagination, so I ignored it and changed my clothes.
“Ha…! Ha…! Shirin’s body…! This is voyeurism…!”
And that feeling wasn’t just my imagination.
Even though Sheryl was wearing a dress and kneeling, she had slightly opened the door and was taking pictures with magic.
Moreover, her saliva was dripping as if she was drooling.
*
“Senior Sheryl, shall we go? The portal must be chaotic by now, so we need to hurry.”
“Yeah, let’s go! Let’s go!”
Having changed our clothes, we headed straight to the 4th floor of the academy where Emil’s portal was located.
The 4th floor of the academy was really crowded. The reason was, of course, that all the students trying to become the head of the social club had gathered here.
“Wow… There are so many people…”
“That’s right. I wish we had come earlier. I didn’t expect most people to gather here. Just wait a moment.”
“Huh? Huh? Where’s Shirin?”
Feeling impatient due to the large crowd, my Korean spirit exploded, and I decided to use a cheat code.
“Hey, what are you doing cutting in line like that!”
Cutting in line all the way to the portal, the person in front of me blocked my way.
This person… Oh, they’re a 3rd-year student. I can tell from the name tag. It’s cute how they wear a name tag on their suit, but now is not the time to pay attention to you.
“What?! Cutting in line?! Who are you! Stop right th······.”
“Hi, Emil.”
“You?”
“Yeah, it’s me, Shirin.”
Emil, who hates line-cutters the most, opened his eyes wide and approached the source of the line-cutting comment.
I smiled at Emil and greeted him, which caught him off guard.
It seemed like my sudden appearance surprised him again.
“Hey, kid over there! Send this brat back quickly! I was next in li······.”
“You better shut up. So, Shirin, ready to take the portal?”
Ignoring the 3rd-year senior who tried to push me back, Emil looked straight at me and asked.
Emil usually ignores people, but he doesn’t do it so blatantly. If he’s doing it now, it’s probably because he got angry at the ‘kid’ part the senior mentioned.
“What, I’m fine. If this kid’s not feeling well, I treat my close friends well. It was written in the settings.
“Yeah, I’m going to take the portal, could you send me through with the high pass?”
“Cough… Just twice… Not three times! If you have a companion, bring them along! I’ll send you together!”
“Oh, thanks. Shyril, senior! Please come quickly!”
“Hey! Why is this bastard using a high pass when I was in first place on this land?!”
Watching our harmonious conversation, a third-year student who was observing got angry at Emil’s words and hit Amel’s body.
Seeing the senior’s actions, I thought to myself.
‘Idiot.’
Idiot.
“Hey…”
“What! Why is this bastard…?”
“Get lost!!! You’re at the back!!!”
-Thud!!!!
Touching Emil’s body and calling him a bastard? Right away, he gets knocked back by an uppercut.
Wow, I didn’t expect him to fly back like that. Is he really good at controlling his direction?
-Poof!!!
Smoke was coming out of Emil’s hand from how hard he was hit.
Seeing that, I firmly vowed to myself that I wouldn’t mess with Emil and, with a bewildered expression, I arrived at the portal with Shyril and took the portal.
“Come on! Of course, I’ll be the head of the social club, right? Then I’ll send you to the castle!”
Since there was nowhere else to go at this time, Emil immediately created a magic circle with the coordinates of the castle and transported us there.
-Swoosh!
‘I’m back again.’
In front of the castle where we were transported.
And towards the direction of the social club, there were easily over a few thousand people heading there.
Really a lot of people.
From various nobles to marquises, viscounts, barons, and counts, regardless of their class, nobles of all kinds were heading to the social club.
The most noticeable one was undoubtedly the royal family member pretending to be a noble. The First Princess. It must be Eustetia von Arellais.
It’s good to build connections with the royal family. Nobles are the same. After all, they opened this social club to build connections.
However, I didn’t come to the social club to make connections, so I’ll just drink and enjoy myself.
Let’s not forget my goal. My goal is solely the orphanage.
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