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by adminMesugaki Tank Enters the Academy –
102
Mesugaki Tank Enters the Academy –
102
“As you can see, magic
is…”
During the lesson, I lowered
my head, glancing at the Raven’s Seal hanging from my left hand, and
couldn’t help but smile.
This is really reassuring.
It’s like I’ve gained a free
pass to get information or items from the Underworld at a fraction of
the original cost.
Although the Burrow Family’s
necklace I originally sought turned out to be useless, I’m still
satisfied with what I obtained.
Even though Gus Newman’s words
at the end left me feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.
‘How do you find my son?
Quite handsome, isn’t he?’
Initially, I didn’t understand
what he meant.
I simply thought he was a
doting father like Benedict who wanted to brag about his son.
So, I played along.
Whether I liked him or not, it
was true that Chester Newman was quite good-looking.
‘Isn’t it just that he wants
to brag about his child?’
I only understood Gus Newman’s
words after Grandpa explained it to me later.
He said that when a noble
speaks, there is always a hidden meaning.
The question was actually
asking if I had any feelings for his son.
How was I supposed to know
that?
I’m not from this fantasy
world, but a person of the modern world!
Once I realised it, I wanted
to correct myself, but I couldn’t find the opportunity. Gus Newman
entrapped me like a snake with his rhetoric.
Damn it, this old man. He had
this planned from the start.
So that’s why you handed me
the Raven’s Seal so easily—to tie me to your family by blood?!
Weren’t you supposed to be the
loving father who treasures his son?!
Why would someone like that
consider selling off their son to a Mesugaki?
Do you really want to hear
people call your son a weakling and a loser?
Do you genuinely want a
daughter-in-law who talks like that?
What value did you see in me
to pull such a stunt?!
Ugh, Gus Newman, you sinister
pervert.
Behaving with such malice is
why your forehead keeps getting bigger.
Even your hair is escaping
your wicked heart.
Got it?!
What made it even more
annoying was that Gus Newman didn’t expose any ulterior motives
afterward.
If he had given me a chance to
argue, I would have said something. But like the cold businessman he
is, he only talked about business, leaving me with no room to
counter.
“Though I’m giving you the
Raven’s Seal, please make requests through Alsatine for now. Our
infrastructure is lacking, but soon I’ll send my family’s people
there.”
So, suppressing what I wanted
to say, I left the mansion, feeling like a child who lost an
argument, replaying in my mind how I should have responded.
Even thinking about it now,
it’s infuriating.
I really should have just used
my [Mesugaki] Skill to provoke him, deal or no deal.
“Lady Allen?”
I was managing my inner
turmoil when someone called my name. I looked up to see the Professor
of Magic Studies staring at me.
Why doesn’t he know how to
give up? No matter what trials and tribulations you throw at me, I
have Grandpa with me.
I’ve given the best answers to
each of your questions, yet you still doubt me.
You just don’t like me, right?
Isn’t that it?
“Could you please summarise
what I just explained?”
‘Grandpa.’
‘Huh?’
Grandpa? What’s gotten into
you all of a sudden?
Normally, you and I are a
perfect team.
We move in sync without
missing a beat.
What has changed today that
you’re being so stubborn?
‘Why are you doing this?!’
Did I do something wrong?!
Is this because I ignored your
nagging this morning?
You nag me all the time
anyway.
Or is this because I didn’t
clean you in the morning?
Weapons can get a little dirty
sometimes, you know.
Feeling cornered, I pleaded
with him to help me out, promising to do better in the future, but
Grandpa remained silent.
“Lady Allen?”
‘Grandpa! I, Lucy Allen will
never forget this! Just remember that!’
What should I do? How do I get
through this crisis?
Desperately wracking my
brains, I remembered the feature that Armadi had gifted me yesterday.
Log!
Yes, if I use that feature, I
can definitely find out what the Magic Professor said.
Hurriedly opening the log
screen, I quickly scrolled up to find the Magic Professor’s words.
“What on earth are you
doing?”
Found it.
So it goes like this…
‘Magic is…’
“Just like Sloppy Professor
said, magic is…”
Using my quick thinking to
escape the trap set by the Magic Professor, I headed to the bathroom
at Soul Academy.
Why? Because I had to get back
at Grandpa.
If he wanted to give advice,
he should have done it normally, not right as the trial was starting,
pushing me off a cliff.
If you push a bird that
doesn’t know how to spread its wings off a cliff, does it fly?
It falls to the ground and
cracks its head open.
Luckily, I managed to spread
my wings before hitting my head, but if I hadn’t, I would have been
humiliated.
So it’s revenge time.
Those who try to crack others’
heads should repay with their own heads.
>
‘I’m doing it for your own
good too, Grandpa. You really need a shower.’
So what? There’s nothing in
there.
It might even be cleaner than
seawater for all we know.
Got it?
It’s just water, so hold your
breath and dive in.
Ah. Since you’re not alive,
you don’t even need to hold your breath, Grandpa.
Perfect. With Grandpa’s
screams as background noise, I recalled what had just happened.
To be honest, when I used to
play the game, the log feature was pretty meaningless.
It was just a function that
told you the character’s dialogue, acquired items, or how much
experience points had increased.
Maybe for someone new to the
game, it would’ve been different, but for a veteran like me in Soul
Academy, there was no reason to touch that button.
Back when this was just a
game, I had control over all variables, so why would I bother to
check the logs?
Character dialogue?
I must have heard those lines
thousands of times.
What’s the point of
listening again when I already know what the character is going to
say next?
But this world isn’t a game;
this is reality.
It’s a world where I can’t
control all the variables.
In this place, the log feature
turned out to be more significant than I thought. Looking at my brief
response to Sloppy Professor’s question just now, it was clearly a
useful feature for me.
Unfortunately, the log had its
limits and couldn’t record everything that happened up to now, but
this much was sufficient.
Stuck underwater for a long
time, Grandpa made a sound as if he were being genuinely tortured.
His acting skills were
impressive.
Did he think that by making me
look like a bad person, I would hesitate?
‘Grandpa. Are you going to
keep this up?’
‘Oh, is that so?’
‘Grandpa, you may not know
this, but I have gained an excellent ability.
Even if you don’t help me
with the Academy exam, there are plenty of methods.
Although the log limit means
it can’t record several days, it can still capture up to a day’s
events.
As long as I review the exam
content before it starts, it’s practically an open book test!
With or without your help, a
perfect score is pretty much guaranteed!’
‘Boasting? If you want to
think of it as boasting, go ahead and think that,’ I replied.
‘That’s right! I…’
Suddenly, the bathroom door
swung open in the middle of my conversation with Grandpa.
A female student, who had
entered the bathroom chatting and laughing with her friend, met my
eyes and froze. After about two seconds, she snapped back to reality.
“Oh, um, I’m sorry!”
She grabbed her friend’s
hand and dragged her away. Once I could no longer hear their
footsteps, I wiped my face and sighed.
‘Shut up, Grandpa.’
What kind of weird rumours
will spread this time?
“People have been spreading
strange rumours about Lady Allen these days. The latest one claims
that she was breaking a toilet with a mace in the bathroom.”
Seeing Joy’s indignation over
a rumour she considered excessively absurd, I couldn’t find it in
myself to respond.
Though slightly exaggerated,
it wasn’t entirely incorrect. Those girls couldn’t have imagined I
was torturing a mace with toilet water.
“I was so angry when I heard
that story from the other Ladies.”
‘…Joy. I’m okay.’
“Airhead Lady. Do you even
have time to worry about me? Pfft.”
“What’s wrong with me?”
Seeing Joy grumble about her
concerns being dismissed, I teased her for being dumb, causing her to
close her mouth and turn her head away.
Watching her, I realised we
had gotten much closer compared to when we first met.
At this point, it wouldn’t be
strange to call her a friend, right?
I’m so happy that I can
become friends with my Favourite Character.
Seeing moments like this makes
me feel like all the hardships I’ve faced so far are worth it.
Ah. What should I do if Joy
ever comes to me for relationship advice?
Should I grit my teeth for the
sake of Joy’s happy future?
While contemplating this, I
finally understood Benedict’s fussing about whether I would ever
find a partner.
Of course, there’s a huge
difference between Benedict and me.
My chances of dating someone
are almost zero, but Joy is different.
Sigh.
Should I prepare myself in advance?
“Ah, by the way, Lady Allen,
Lady Kent, are you prepared for the midterm exams?”
Perhaps Joy thought she would
continue to be teased if she didn’t change the topic quickly.
Even though I could see right
through her intentions, I decided to go along with it.
‘Of course.’
“Who are you worried about?
The Airhead Lady who lost to me in the entrance exam?”
“This time will be
different.”
Will it really?
Joy, I admit you’re smart, but
do you think you can beat me, who is legally cheating?
I’m invincible! The log
feature is godlike!
The log copies the scores for
me!
As I confidently straightened
my shoulders, a small voice came from beside me.
“I’ve decided to leave it
up to fate.”
Frey, with her usual
expressionless face, said something absurd.
It’s not something someone who
once aimed for a special entrance to the academy should say, but it’s
a relief that she did get in through special admissions.
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