episode_0010

“……”

The Latina’s eyes turned cold.

Here I had two questions.

The first question is why is Latina in this playground holding thick books in her hands?

Second, why are you looking at me with such harsh eyes?

Before, the way the Latina looked at me was as if she were looking at trash that couldn’t be purified, but now her eyes are like looking at radioactive waste.

It was salty and cold.

Above all, Latina was very busy at this point.

You must be working so hard just preparing for the upcoming festival. Do you have time to come here?

I can roughly guess the reason.

“What’s going on here?”

“What does it matter to you?”

The Latina immediately cut off the question, as if telling him not to worry.

Anyway, she couldn’t have been a very picky woman.

“The fact that you’ve been looking at me since a while ago doesn’t mean you have something to say?”

“That’s incredible confidence. To be able to say something like that even in that condition. What do I have to say to you?”

No, you definitely have something to say to me.

The Latina may deny it, but I know her better than she thinks. 23,000 hours is not a small amount of time.

What do you eat every morning and why do you always wear earplugs?

How tall are you, etc.

For example, a facial expression like now where the left eye is slightly shaking and the face is frowning means that one is hesitating.

That’s huge too.

However, the fact that the conversation did not begin first means that the proper space was not prepared.

I said to Richet, who was looking at us with interest.

“Riché. Thank you for the water, but please leave.”

She looked at me with a despondent expression.

But soon after, he spat on the ground and went somewhere else.

The value of spit was determined by who spit it. I gazed in vain at the land overflowing with life.

“Tsk, I thought this was going to be fun. I’m going~”

“Riché is gone, so tell me now. There’s no time.”

“…You thought this was strange, didn’t you?”

“That’s a ridiculous cavil. If you don’t have anything to say, I’ll leave.”

“…..that.”

“Don’t bother others.”

The Latina just hesitated with expressionless eyes.

Considering that he didn’t say anything even though he did this much, did he actually have something to say to Richie, not me?

I turned around thinking that.

“…I came to say thank you.”

I couldn’t help but laugh inside.

Yes, you should.

Because a ‘Silly Latina’ is always an honest person.

“Thank you, what is it?”

“Ugh…”

“Let me tell you, the louder and more accurately you express gratitude, the better.”

“I know..?”

Drumming. Crack.

Any further provocation seems a bit dangerous.

There was a sound of teeth grinding at the part where I said, “Okay.” You never know when you might get bitten.

“Thanks to the information you gave me, I was able to save prospective test takers who almost went missing. And, although I absolutely can’t believe it, I also heard directly from the person in question that you also saved Miss Laonzena from a wolf.”

“I didn’t really save that guy. My life was in danger, so I just killed him.”

“Yes. I think it happened by chance too.”

“……”

For the first time, the Latina nodded as if she agreed with what I said.

The main character was a somewhat clumsy, but kind senior, and it was truly deplorable.

“So what do you have to say?”

She sighed as if she was tired.

“No. It’s really unfortunate, but… this is a kind of ‘debt’. As you know, the student council,”

“Debts must be repaid as quickly as possible. Grudges must be doubled.”

“…huh, I thought you forgot everything, but I guess not?”

The Latina stroked her hair with a quite surprised expression.

And then I scratched my head in frustration.

“So, here’s what I owe you. Just tell me what you want, as long as it doesn’t cross the line.”

That’s what I want, I’ve been looking at Latina for a long time.

She hated Dyers, but it was also difficult.

To be precise, there was a strong feeling of reluctance to deal with him.

If you think about it, it was a slightly unusual situation.

A situation where a junior who absolutely hates a senior (even though he doesn’t even treat him as a senior) is asked to tell the senior what he wants.

Even if the genre were different, this would be a huge statement.

But there is no reason to get involved with someone who doesn’t like me.

Relationships are like paper; you can cut out the dents, but you can’t put them back to their original state.

Above all, there is nothing to gain from Latina, and there is nothing particularly needed in the current situation.

It doesn’t help.

After I finished thinking, I opened my mouth.

“Don’t look stupid. I don’t want anything.”

“If you’re such a piece of trash, of course you would ask for such a favor… What?”

“No need. Go and prepare for the festival.”

Latina’s eyes widened when she heard what I said and then became sharp again.

“Macy’s skill at pretending to be good and just is the same. Who knows that the student council ‘must’ pay off its debts and say that?”

It seemed like he decided that he was making fun of himself.

There’s not much time left for the exam, but you’re being annoying.

As I was trying to skim through it, one thing came to mind.

Dyers’ luggage was arbitrarily discarded when he was kicked out of the student council.

Dyers’s memory, which is not a modern person’s, was quite helpful in a situation where the only option was to confess and then get dumped.

Because Dyers was a villain who was almost like an extra, there was little information about him.

“If that’s the case, please at least find my luggage that I threw away.”

“…What about the baggage you threw away back then? I’ll have to look for it…”

“I won’t take the answer that it’s impossible. The debt is definitely yours.”

“Ugh…”

“How long do you want the deadline to be?”

“There’s no need to push yourself. If you can’t find love, give up. I’m not expecting anything anyway.”

Latina thought for a moment and then nodded.

“Okay. I will put the honor of the Silly family on the line to find you. Be prepared.”

With those words, Latina disappeared like the wind without even saying hello.

Isn’t that just a threat?

.

Before we knew it, the students’ mana measurement time had begun.

Aranya seemed annoyed and left her work to me and ran away.

Meanwhile, I remember the looks in the children’s eyes when I introduced myself as the class president.

“Why is he..?”

“Isn’t it because I read it well earlier? After looking at it, honestly, I think I wrote the answer well.”

“Hey, it’s just cheating? How can you do that in one minute?”

What I have to do is check the mana of these guys.

My role was to record physical education classes.

Damn Aranya.

Next time we meet, I’ll have to press down on the top of his head until it makes a loud sound.

With that thought in mind, I spoke to the female student standing awkwardly in front of the scarecrow.

“Are you ready?”

“Uh, yeah! I’ll do it!”

“[Focus: Ice Spear].”

Pick it up and stand.

Just as he finished reciting the spell, an ice spear nearly 2 meters long pierced the scarecrow.

The effect was minimal. The spear pierced the scarecrow, but it didn’t even make a small hole, let alone a scratch.

“next.”

“It’s ruined..!”

The female student, unable to hide her disappointment, screamed and turned around.

Some students comforted me, while others smiled and looked at me as if it was fun.

Merit supremacy has always led to competition rather than friendship.

“Next, next, next.”

The measurements continued like that several times.

To be honest, the level wasn’t low, but it wasn’t high either.

Since the average is C grade, the average mana would be around 30. The application skills were not very good.

I would never be pushed out or have trouble finding a job anywhere, but there were no people who could become a combat-type mage.

It takes more than 10 seconds to use one skill.

“next.”

So, except for me, only the last female student remained.

Mint-colored hair and short stature. It was a pretty, no, very pretty face.

The girl seemed to have a timid personality and walked very carefully.

In some ways, it seemed like they were hiding something.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes…”

Saying that, the girl stretched out her hand towards the scarecrow.

The female student seemed to be extremely nervous, and her body continued to tremble and break out in a cold sweat.

His face was very pale, and his eyes looked as if he was afraid of something or hesitating.

gray eyes.

gray eyes.

gray.

…Where are those eyes?

While I was looking away for a moment, the female student was memorizing the spell.

And there was white powder on his hands.

“…for a moment.”

Only then did I realize the reason for my discomfort and opened my mouth.

But there was no way my voice could reach the ears of the extremely nervous female student.

I’ve seen it in game items.

That is forbidden mana powder, a type of ‘catalyst’ that maximizes the power of mana.

It allows you to generate magical power that is 2 to 10 times stronger than the normal power, but there was a reason it was banned.

Mana basically has the characteristic of not attacking the person who handles it.

In short, there is no way for a person using a fireball to get burned by the magic they throw.

However, what would happen if the spell was activated with an external element, that is, another ‘catalyst’, involved in the mana?

This means that you could be harmed by the magic you used.

Moreover, the magic created in that way could not be called ‘magic’.

Magic ultimately included ‘controlling’ one’s own mana. But if you use a catalyst, control. Maneuvering horsepower was almost impossible.

If you use mana powder, the likelihood of anyone getting hurt increases. Moreover, instructor Aranya is currently not available.

The female student closed her eyes tightly and memorized the entire spell.

“Huhhh…”

“[Focus:Fire].”

It was a basic magic with very weak power, but it was no longer something that could be called ‘basic’.

There was no time to hesitate anymore.