episode_0017

After waiting for a few days, a letter of admission was completed, and various items including a student ID arrived at the dormitory. I checked the types of school supplies I had ordered one by one on the enclosed list, and after confirming that there were no problems, I left the organizing to Yugram. This wasn’t because I was ordering Yugram around, but because I remember Yugram sighing and snatching them away when he saw me organizing them myself at first.

Well, I’ve never done anything like organizing with my own hands since I was born, so I guess there’s nothing I can do. If you tell me, I’m confident I can do it well…

Anyway, I slowly looked through the textbooks and it was as I expected. It was all content I already knew. I would be confident even if they asked me to teach the class instead of taking the class. It would be even more so because it was first-year content.

The pasts that I had been educated in with a heart that vomited blood were not meaningless. Rather, it is natural for most nobles to receive private tutoring before entering the academy, and if it is this fool’s coffin, the level of classes is even lower than other academies, so it can’t be helped. There must be a bunch of kids who run away because they don’t want to study.

This fool’s coffin is covered by a powerful magical barrier called the Oath. The prohibition only has one thing in common. No one can reveal their identity. I tried to tell Yugram that I am royalty, a noble, and have the right to succeed to the throne of Karsten, etc., because I was wondering if it was really being applied properly, but the words wouldn’t come out of my mouth.

Of course, since the content is strong, the conditions are simple and there are many loopholes to escape, but putting that aside, doesn’t it give you a sense that anyone with money can enroll and that you can’t even reveal your identity?

The students of this academy are roughly divided into three groups. First, there are those from wealthy but low-ranking commoners, those from noble families who are treated as outcasts and are therefore unwilling to enroll in a normal academy, and those like me who have various status issues and cannot enroll in a normal academy. If we go into more detail, there are those who cannot afford to go to another country because of the tuition fees alone, but that is what most people are like.

Problem children who were brought in as if they were confined here and there would naturally not be able to study properly, and the average academic ability of commoners would naturally be lower than that of nobles, so a vicious cycle would have continued and the level of the academy would have naturally declined.

It is unfortunate that something completely different from the intention of someone who established this academy, who probably wanted everyone to be able to mingle equally without class discrimination, is happening. Of course, I don’t know if that was really the intention.

Most academies have entrance exams and students with similar grades are placed in classes. It’s the same here. It’s easy to get perfect scores on all subjects in the entrance exam and say, “Is this the level of this academy? It’s trivial…”, but I don’t want to do something that stands out. It seems a little late to be sticking someone in the plaza.

Yugram also completely agrees with the idea of not standing out. It’s because I don’t like being bothered, but Yugram argues that we have to live in hiding anyway, so it’s not good for others to be recognized. But if I insist on living like a rascal, I won’t be able to stop it. Of course, I don’t intend to do that.

“Yugram, this is a big deal. I have no idea.”

“What do you mean?”

“I have no idea what an unnoticeable score is.”

Yugram also hesitated at my words. Yes. I know all the contents of this first-year curriculum, and of course Yugram knows that I have already familiarized myself with it. However, we cannot know the academic backgrounds of nobles and commoners who are slightly below average. Even if we went somewhere and looked for the average scores of the previous year’s academy entrance exam, there would be no way to find out.

“Honestly, it doesn’t really matter which class I belong to… but if I were to go, I’d rather go to the middle class.”

There’s no such thing as a strange prejudice against the upper or lower classes. The lower classes aren’t full of delinquents, and the upper classes aren’t full of honor students. To be honest, all the students who come here are the same. It’s just that I don’t have any specific reasons, and I just wanted to go to the intermediate classes for some reason.

So, what score should I get in the end? Of course, I shouldn’t get a high score, but what score should I consider a high score? Since this is a test to assess the students’ level, it shouldn’t be too hard. But it shouldn’t be too easy either. Should I just get halfway?

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt like an idiot for thinking about something like this so seriously. Well, it’s nothing special, so I’ll just decide roughly. I thought to myself and threw the dice that was somehow included in the supplies set. The dice that had been rolling around finally stopped at a 6. Good luck.

Okay. Now that it’s decided, I’ll aim for an average of 60 points. I’ll do it perfectly, even if I make mistakes occasionally on easy problems and give up on difficult problems.

After finishing my worries, I left Yugram, who was still tidying up, and crawled into bed. The dormitory facilities seemed to be good because the tuition was expensive. The bed was quite high-quality. My worries were gone, so I closed my eyes.

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“Dean, are you really going to do this?”

“Oh, how many times do I have to ask that? It’s so annoying.”

“Why didn’t you ask? What’s the sudden wind that’s making you do this?”

The vice-principal looked over this year’s entrance exam papers and asked a question he had asked many times. The content of the exam papers was ordinary, but compared to previous exams, the difficulty level was exceptionally high. At least, it was possible to solve it without any problem, assuming that a nobleman above the middle level had received proper education. Of course, this exam was not originally intended to get a perfect score, and there were few cases where that was the case, but it is true that it was particularly difficult.

“Then, will this year’s average be 40… or even 35? If this is the case, class assignments will become even more difficult.”

“Assignment is something that can be simply cut off from above. Rather, the exams have been too easy so far. That’s why the kids think they’re smart and don’t study. Aiden. Don’t you think so too? The level of this academy is falling day by day. ”

“I don’t mean to sound like an educator, but I don’t think there’s a particular reason why students don’t study…”

The vice-principal tried to say something obvious like, “Just because those losers come to an educational institution, they won’t suddenly change their ways and start studying voluntarily,” but he couldn’t say it out loud because he was concerned about his reputation.

“Look Aiden, aren’t you frustrated too? Don’t you want to somehow make these stupid students who are smart but don’t study feel like people? ”

“Well, I’d be lying if I said no…”

Aiden’s words trailed off as he looked into the determined eyes of the Dean in front of him, Windelf.

Yes, even if we assume that middle-aged people who have lived long enough like them live without passion and just go with the flow, Aiden can fully understand why they don’t want to see young people living like that.

However, if you want to raise the level of the academy, shouldn’t you fundamentally overhaul this corrupt academy rather than meaninglessly raising the difficulty of the entrance exam?

Aiden’s mind was filled with countless problems at the academy. The inefficient teaching methods, the teachers who only cared about getting paid, the unnecessarily expensive tuition and the facilities they had built, the inferiority complex that was secretly eating away at the students, and the discrimination between noble and commoner students.

If only these were the big ones, and someone had bought him a drink and told him to just talk nonstop, Aiden could talk for hours without stopping. However, if he had told Windelf these things straight out, he would have said, ‘Then shouldn’t you be the one to come up with a solution to such big problems? That’s what your position is for, isn’t it?’ and it was natural that the arrow would fly at him─

“Come to think about it, I think that even if you get 10 or 20 points, you’ll feel a sense of crisis. As expected from a dean, that’s a wise opinion.”

“Right? As expected, the vice president knows my heart well.”

Aiden, who had thought that far, immediately changed his stance and agreed with Windelf’s opinion.

It was true that Aiden was dissatisfied with the reality of the Academy, and it was also true that he thought it needed to be changed. However, he was also one of the Academy’s faculty members, so he had no intention of working hard to improve the situation.

‘I guess I’ll have to boil the young teachers with words.’

I have absolutely no intention of volunteering for work that doesn’t even pay me extra.