Chapter 11 : Pair up with a close friend

I tried to stifle a yawn.

When I’m alone, I can yawn or scratch my belly on the bed without a care.

However, performing such ‘uncouth and impolite actions’ in the presence of others was something

the prideful body of Treya would not allow.

It was a damn bothersome body.

Thanks to it, I had to maintain a perfect, unyielding posture every moment.

The thought of doing this for four years was enough to drive me crazy.

‘This is so damn boring.’

I subtly moved my eyes to check the clock on the wall.

Barely 30 minutes had passed.

I wondered if the clock was broken, but upon checking again, the second hand was moving with

infuriating accuracy.

Professor Imugi wasn’t in charge of the liberal arts class. He was in charge of practical training and

combat against monsters.

If he had been lecturing, it wouldn’t have been so boring.

No one would dare to doze off if they saw those yellow eyes.

This place was for nurturing the so-called elites who would lead the world in the future.

Therefore, not only magic and swordsmanship but also ‘liberal arts’ was proudly established as a

subject.

‘It really feels like I’ve gone back to my student days.’

In a bad way, of course.

I wanted to collapse on the desk and sleep right away.

Why isn’t there a spell to make time go faster?

I know why it’s impossible, but I had a lot of such random thoughts today.

I’ll probably think about it throughout the liberal arts classes for the next four years.

It was even more boring because I already knew everything.

Although it was lumped together into one subject called liberal arts, it included all sorts of minor

subjects such as basic language, mathematics, history, and etiquette.

Of course, I had almost mastered them all.

Language and etiquette had been ingrained in my body since I possessed this body.

Mathematics? I even graduated from university.

Even though it’s a fantasy, it’s ultimately set in the medieval era.

Even if I don’t get a perfect score, there’s no way I can’t keep up with basic classes that even

uneducated commoners take.

The only thing I don’t know much about is history, but I honestly don’t think it’s necessary.

Knowing a few major events is enough; I don’t think I need to know about which countries and

kings did what, or when which war happened.

The past is a teacher of tomorrow?

Tell that to someone else. I’ll acknowledge anyone who knows the future of this world better than I

do.

‘I’m sleepy. I’m tired. I want to go out.’

That’s why liberal arts class was always boring.

On the outside, the young lady who diligently listened to the class without a single flaw in her

posture wanted to go home.

Students who couldn’t concentrate on the class like me secretly dozed off in the back, but I couldn’t

do that because of my reputation.

Why do schools teach students things that are utterly useless?

I never dreamed I would have the same questions I had as a child.

Rumble, rumble, rumble.

A pen rolled under my desk as I was half out of my mind, spacing out.

It belonged to Teperi, who was taking notes in the front row.

Commoner students cherish the education here and listen diligently because they didn’t receive

compulsory education.

This is a fantastic world where respect for children’s rights is nonexistent, so the term compulsory

education doesn’t exist.

Therefore, the front seats were mostly occupied by them, and Teperi was among them.

Good for me.

Teperi looked back and forth between the rolled-off pen and me with a troubled expression.

Well, I’m not a psychopath, so I should pick it up for her.

I was already bored, so I decided to use magic to pick it up.

Moving an object without using a magic spell, with pure mana transfer, is very difficult and always

requires practice.

I took my right hand off my chin and pointed it at the fallen pen.

“Tada.”

As I flicked my hand, the mana that extended from the end of it touched her pen and floated it up.

Although it was shaking quite unsteadily to be described as floating.

Teperi looked at me with amazed eyes as the pen floated up.

Feelings of amazement and admiration were conveyed to me.

‘What’s the big deal?’

This is natural for me.

I absolutely didn’t raise the corners of my lips.

As I flicked my finger again, the pen slowly began to fly towards her.

Very, slowly.

‘Why is it so slow?’

I usually use magic spells when I move objects like this, so my control is a bit lacking.

The pen was wobbling and wiggling like a fly.

‘Should I give it a little more power?’

Frustrated by the sight, I injected a little more mana.

The pen certainly flew straight towards her when it received the mana.

For exactly 2 seconds.

—Crash, shatter!

Teperi’s pen shattered in front of her eyes.

The powder of the object that could no longer be called a pen poured down to the floor.

“Uh.”

Was the problem that I gave it too much power?

All the students nearby looked this way at the sound of the pen crushing.

“No, that.”

It looks like I’m bullying her.

Don’t look this way!

“…What are you looking at?”

At my words, all the children averted their eyes and quickly turned their heads.

Even Teperi, who heard the words.

No, that wasn’t what I meant to say to you.

I quickly tapped the back of the male student in front of me.

“Hey.”

“Huh. Yes, yes?”

I swear I didn’t do anything, but he got scared on his own when he saw my face.

I swear I didn’t do anything.

I handed him the pen that was on my desk.

It was a high-end pen, but it was useless to me because I didn’t use it anyway.

“This, do you see that kid in the very front? The one with the light yellow hair.”

“Yes, yes.”

“Can you give this to her?”

The male student took the pen from me and tapped the back of the person in front of him.

That person also received the pen, and that action was repeated several times.

Soon, a voice was heard from the front row.

“Te…Teperi? I think you can use this pen.”

It was a male student named Ritz that I saw at the black market.

He was the last person to receive the pen, and he handed it to Teperi, who had been letting go of her

hand.

Teperi received it with a bright face.

Huh? Wait a minute.

Don’t tell me she thinks he gave it to her?

I can’t know the contents because her telepathy isn’t audible to other people.

Shortly after, Ritz also smiled.

I think that’s what I’m thinking.

‘Sh*t.’

How much of a dislikable stack did I build up in an instant?

To others, it would look like the villain who was bullying the main character and the victim.

Even I see it that way.

The liberal arts class still had a long way to go, and the remaining time was even more terrible.

“Oh? Treya! You don’t look well!”

Jenny, whom I ran into on the street, spoke to me in an affable manner as always.

Judging from her brown hair and people-loving personality, she was like a dog.

…If I had to be specific, she was like a beagle whose energy was more than abundant.

Ah, that natural socialite.

I don’t know where Jenny made so many friends, but she was always with someone.

“…I just had something happen.”

The next class, swordsmanship class, is not with Teperi.

Whether it’s good or bad.

It’s good that I won’t be misunderstood, but what should I do? I’ve already been misunderstood a

lot, haven’t I?

I just hope there aren’t any unnecessary rumors.

“What’s your next class? Mine is elemental studies!”

“Swordsmanship.”

It’s already been a week since I came to the academy.

During that week, we were finding the right classes for ourselves and adjusting the schedule

accordingly.

For students who have no talent in a particular field, they can choose not to take one of the subjects.

‘In my case, it’s elemental studies.’

As I saw on the first day, the spirits ran away and were afraid as soon as they saw me.

Even the intermediate spirit was hostile to me.

It’s all because I possessed the body of a villainous young lady.

I heard from the person in charge that I wasn’t suited for the elemental studies department, but I

couldn’t shake the thought that it was because it was the body of the original Treya.

I remember seeing in a book when I was young that spirits cherish those with kind hearts.

They say that kind people who speak beautifully and have kind hearts are chosen by spirits.

‘Useless b*tch who doesn’t help.’

I mumbled curses inwardly and bit my lip.

Thanks to that, I couldn’t skip the swordsmanship class that I wasn’t good at.

Or a boring subject.

For example, liberal arts, or liberal arts, or liberal arts.

“Swordsmanship? I’m jealous~. I can’t handle a sword at all.”

“…Me neither.”

I have a sword that I brought from my family, but I’m not very fond of swordsmanship.

Rather, I’m better at carving fruit.

Treya was the type of person who was only good at useless things like etiquette and politics.

Still, I’m not too worried.

It’s not like I’m trying to get a perfect score, and in the first place, swordsmanship class will be a

time to relax.

Most of the duels will be pretending to do it properly and then losing.

What could be the problem?

Swordsmanship class was held in the field inside the academy.

It’s more like a field than a field, so it doesn’t matter if you call it a sports field.

“Okay, then. Pair up with a close friend.”

And a big problem arose from the first day.