The School Uniform Suits You Well

According to school policy, teacher intervention in matters between students is minimized as a principle.

Unless it’s about discipline or punishment, dealing with problematic students’ issues is the Disciplinary Committee’s job, unless a major incident occurs.

“Ugh!”

But even considering that, the condition of the student laid out before me was very serious.

Not only was his body covered in bruises and dirt, but a thick branch was also embedded in his calf, broken off.

As if he had tumbled down a mountain…

No, rather than tumbling, it’s closer to being hit by a car and flying into a tree unluckily.

“Ho-Holy Power. Teacher, you can use Holy Power, right? Quickly, somehow…”

“I understand you’re in a hurry, but calm down. Using Holy Power causes muscle loss.”

“What?”

“Just assume that’s how it is.”

While Holy Power naturally expels foreign substances from the body, that’s only for small concepts like viruses and bacteria.

For something this large, the space where the wound should heal keeps being filled, and there’s a risk that the foreign object could damage bones or organs if not careful.

The good thing is that it’s embedded quite cleanly, so we can just pull it out.

“First, bite on this.”

I gave a towel to the student lying on the bed to bite, then directed my hand towards the thick branch embedded in his calf.

And I placed my other hand on the embedded part, coating the surface with mana.

This was to prevent massive bleeding that would accompany removing the object.

“Now, bite down hard… It’ll sting a bit since we’re pulling it out without anesthesia.”

“Mmph, mmph!!!”

As I pulled out the branch without hesitation, his body convulsed.

He shed a few tears, but fortunately, he didn’t thrash about violently.

Well, doing rough work probably gives some tolerance to pain.

Thanks to that, I was able to pull it out cleanly, which was a relief.

“You endured well. Just bear with it a little more.”

I immediately dipped my finger into a prepared medicine bottle and infused it with mana.

Injection technique. A technique that uses osmotic pressure to use the finger as a syringe, which can be used to inject or release liquids such as drugs into the finger.

I lightly placed my finger with the added medicine on Gilette’s wound area and gradually applied force to administer the drug internally.

Good, if left like this, it should recover quickly even without the help of Holy Power.

As I wrapped the wound with a bandage, I turned to the female student from the Disciplinary Committee who had brought this patient and asked.

“By the way, are you not injured? If you have any wounds, show me right away.”

“Ah, no. I’m fine. I…”

The female student trailed off, glancing at the entrance of the infirmary.

Having overcome the immediate crisis, her attention shifted to the next concern.

It’s not entirely incomprehensible.

Even the student I just treated had a branch embedded in his leg.

Since such injuries don’t occur within the school, it’s likely that other Disciplinary Committee members are also active outdoors.

“Are you worried that there might be more injured besides this student?”

Why would Disciplinary Committee members who usually operate within the school go to the mountains to handle matters…

It’s probably because they took a problem that couldn’t be kept on campus to the mountains. That’s how serious the issue must be.

“…Teacher doesn’t need to worry. This is the Disciplinary Committee’s business.”

“Well, certainly, it doesn’t look good for a teacher to interfere in the Disciplinary Committee’s affairs.”

Her attitude of drawing a line is not entirely incomprehensible.

Given the school policy that students handle student matters, the Disciplinary Committee requesting help from teachers every time would lead to a loss of prestige.

Naturally, they would consider revealing their own mistakes as a weakness, so they would think they should handle it themselves.

But…

“However, if you have severely injured members like this, you’ll bring them to the infirmary like this time, right?”

“That’s…”

“You have no choice. Even if you leave it to the faithful later, I’m the only one who can provide immediate treatment here on campus.”

I’m responsible for the injured in this academy, and the Disciplinary Committee is bound to have injuries due to their dangerous work.

Of course, we’re in a position to face each other often, so how can I not be concerned when I hear that there will be more seriously injured?

“Won’t you open up to me at least? I understand your circumstances, so I won’t do anything that would harm you unnecessarily.”

“…”

By the time the treated student fell asleep after taking the sleeping pills I prescribed, I found myself sitting across from the female Disciplinary Committee member in the pantry, having briefly left the infirmary.

Along with the female student who was still glancing towards the entrance.

“He-Here, have some cola.”

The female student’s attention was diverted when Dale, who had been quiet, brought drinks.

Setting it up skillfully without my instruction was probably due to his experience helping at the tavern in the underground city.

“Ah, um… Thank you.”

“Then I’ll…”

Dale left the pantry, almost fleeing, with the tray in his hands.

Although she might have been distracted by the carbonation and sweetness of the cola, the female student’s gaze was actually directed at Dale’s retreating figure.

As if she had just noticed that child’s identity.

“Excuse me, is that child possibly…”

“You’re Litova, right?”

But now is not the time to discuss such matters.

Even if there’s time, I have no intention of discussing it.

“Ah, yes. I’m Litova Landert, the vice-captain of the Disciplinary Committee.”

“Right, Litova. I noticed earlier that you seemed concerned about where you came from. Can you explain what happened?”

A high school female student with short brown hair and distinctive freckles.

At a glance, she seems far from nobility, but originally there’s no status requirement to join the Disciplinary Committee, so I didn’t pay much attention to it.

Especially after what happened recently.

“…Yes, I understand.”

Perhaps my unrestrained attitude resonated with her?

After draining the drink in her cup, Litova finally composed herself and began her story.

“As you know, our Disciplinary Committee is tasked with resolving incidents and accidents caused by students. To do this, we carry out necessary duties as the Disciplinary Committee, even forgoing regular classes.”

Right, come to think of it, the entry requirements for the Disciplinary Committee were quite strict.

First, entering high school is mandatory, and beyond that, they must pass a test with difficulty comparable to the graduation exam to prove their excellence.

This is because they need to focus on campus security without being constrained by regular classes.

Naturally, in practical skills, they don’t just evaluate the ability to handle mana, but focus on how excellent their coping abilities are in actual situations.

In fact, they’re treated almost like professional soldiers in this place called Maris, just younger in age.

“During these gaps, our duties include patrolling the campus, training, and managing the punishment room.”

“The punishment room… You mean the facility where problem students are detained?”

The name sounds brutal, but in reality, it’s just a name to emphasize the severity of the crimes they’ve committed.

If there’s an escape attempt, they might have to take unavoidable measures, but otherwise, it would end with short-term moral education and community service.

Of course, whether that alone leads to rehabilitation is not an immediate concern, so let’s set that aside.

“Given that the conversation has turned towards the punishment room, it seems like there’s been some problem there… Did one of the students there escape or something?”

“…”

“…I can understand why you might not want to talk about it.”

“Yes, I’m ashamed to admit it.”

A problem occurred in a place managed by the trusted Disciplinary Committee.

The news of this spreading means the Disciplinary Committee’s position is at risk, which could also lead to the collapse of the academy’s system.

“That’s strange. The facilities are quite robust, so it shouldn’t be easy to escape due to poor management…”

But isn’t this a school covered with windows made of physically strong, durable glass?

Similar facilities exist throughout the academy.

Of course, they would have carefully built systems in important facilities like the punishment room, but despite this, Litova’s expression remained gloomy.

“Well, everything was destroyed.”

“What?”

“The detained student destroyed all the defenses and escaped.”

“…”

I was at a loss for words at her following statement.

Destroying all the defenses?

In a place where even breaking a window is treated as a potential problem, how is it possible for a student to destroy even professional defense facilities beyond such windows?

“This seems more like a problem with the student rather than the Disciplinary Committee…”

Just based on the immediate story, it was hard not to think that the escaped student was an outrageous existence rather than a fault of the Disciplinary Committee.

Unless they have a nullification ability like Dale, physically destroying the defenses and escaping means they must have such magical power or strength.

“I haven’t heard the details, but…”

As I was thinking this while taking a sip of cola, Litova put her finger on her chin as if recalling her memory and said.

“That student’s place of origin… I heard it was from beyond the Legobrick Wall.”

“Pffft!!”

The cola in my mouth burst out.

Despite having liquid in my mouth, I reflexively inhaled, causing me to choke.

It was a stupid mistake I would never normally make.

“Cough, gasp!”

“A-Are you alright?”

No, I’m not alright.

I’m in a state that’s not alright at all, to the point where I don’t care about the coughing.

“S-Say that again. What did you just… cough, what? Lego block?”

Did a Danish landmine turn the punishment room into a wasteland?

“Huh? Oh, no. It’s an exchange student directly invited from outside the Legobrick Wall…”

“Holy shit!!”

I jumped up from my seat, exhaling forcefully with my breath still not calmed.

Fuck, there’s a descendant of barbarians who can destroy even castle walls with bare hands in the academy?

And an invited exchange student at that?

What kind of madman brought someone from that side into this academy?

“Wh-Why are you reacting like this? Do you know something about people from that side…?”

“…It’s more than just knowing. I’ve nearly died more than once because of those who came from beyond there.”

The Legobrick Wall.

It was a place built hundreds of years ago to isolate a small area protruding at the edge of the Empire.

To use an analogy from the world I used to live in, it’s like China building the Great Wall to prevent barbarian invasions.

It was to drive all kinds of dangerous things on the continent into that area and keep them under surveillance to prevent them from invading the Empire.

But now, hundreds of years after they were confined, the danger level of what exists inside has skyrocketed.

Naturally, the few ethnic groups that remained when the wall was built had adapted and evolved to survive such dangerous beings.

And they brought one of these humans into the center of civilization?

A ‘new human’ born of barbarians who survived in a place that could rightfully be called the hell of the human world, even harsher environmentally than the front lines I used to tread?

“If they’ve escaped from the punishment room, they must be quite agitated. We might see a string of funerals in the Disciplinary Committee today.”

“What? What do you mean…”

“Never mind, I don’t need to hear any more here.”

Let’s postpone getting the detailed circumstances for later.

What’s important now is that a descendant of human siege weapons that caused havoc even on the front lines has caused problems in this academy, and moreover, they’ve escaped from the punishment room and are now out of control.

“Are the Disciplinary Committee members tracking that student now?”

“Y-Yes… We’ve driven them into the mountain behind the school to prevent news from spreading to the school grounds. If we’ve tracked them properly, we should have set up an encirclement by now… Wait, are you planning to go?”

“Of course I have to go.”

Even if they’re a minor, they’re of barbarian origin.

If something irreversible happens by leaving them alone, not only the Disciplinary Committee but everyone in this academy might have to bear the responsibility.

So I think even I, who understands the circumstances, should go to clean up, but…

“But teacher, aren’t you not supposed to leave the infirmary?”

“…Damn it.”

Right, this is where I get caught again.

This is a place where they’ve even prepared a personal pantry with overnight duty in mind.

Except for set break times like lunch, I’m not supposed to leave the infirmary without permission from a superior.

If there’s really something I must do, I need to find someone to take responsibility for my absence.

Usually in these situations, they would temporarily hire believers from the city, but now there’s not even time to go down to the city.

If they question me later, I can just write a 5700-character explanatory report or something.

With such an urgent feeling, I was about to step out into the corridor right out of the infirmary.

“Teacher Seine?”

Suddenly, a quiet voice came from the side.

Given what I had heard until now, I could have ignored it and rushed out, but I couldn’t help but stop in my tracks and turn towards the person who called me.

Because that voice was particularly familiar.

“You are…”

“Indeed, it is you, Teacher Seine.”

Approaching was a female student, placing her hands demurely at her waist as she greeted me.

No, although she was wearing a school uniform, I knew her status was not that of a mere student.

The relief and comfort I felt right now was proof of that.

“…The school uniform suits you well. Ms. Sefin.”

Josephine, the Black Saint of Haide.

Isn’t she a talented individual sufficient to take responsibility for the absence in the infirmary?