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Long desks stretched out to the sides, a spacious lecture hall that made you feel like you were looking at a stage.

The first teacher, which was slightly curved to improve students’ concentration and had a shape that seemed to wrap around the teaching platform, retained the beauty of its curves.

However, the scenery of Teacher 1 was not visible to No. 25’s eyes right now.

The concentration of attention in a single moment was enough to embarrass No. 25. He didn’t even think about stepping into the classroom, he hesitated and took a step back.

“Ah, ah… .”

Before I had even taken a few steps back, a soft, squishy sensation started in the back of my head and spread to my entire body.

No. 25’s upper body is buried in Adriana’s voluptuous chest.

The ecstasy that enveloped her body was momentary, and Adriana nudged No. 25’s back forward as if she was uncomfortable.

The more foolishly you stand in front of the classroom, the more stares you will receive. Number 25, who could not bear the burden, looked into space as if in a panic and muttered, and Professor Adriana, who was worse off, opened his mouth instead.

Of course, I clearly showed my unpleasant feelings by clicking my tongue once before opening my mouth.

“I am an admitted student. In principle, we do not accept any students after the entrance ceremony, but there are special circumstances, so please skip it. You can do self-introductions among yourselves in your spare time.”

Adriana, who poured out words in an instant without taking a breath, frowned, pushed No. 25 forward into the classroom, and hurled a harsh tone at him as well.

“Don’t just stand around, go sit in an empty seat.”

After answering briefly, No. 25 lowered his eyes and headed to the corner.

Has there ever been this much interest?

The burden of having dozens of eyes following you every time you take a step.

For the first time, I realized that too much attention is toxic.

Even if you don’t like the sounds of whispering around you, you can still hear them.

Among them, there were good words that were uttered only based on No. 25’s appearance, but it was a natural law of the world that if there were sweet words like honey in a flower, poison and thorns followed.

Some students with strong pride or those who did not enter the academy with foolish determination did not seem to like Room 25.

If you think about it, it’s natural.

The academy was built to be chosen by seven demon lords. They are students who entered with the sole intention of admiring the demon lords and wanting to assist them.

Among them, No. 25, who was admitted through unprecedented special treatment thanks to the favor of Law, the demon king of District 2, who was of different strength, could not have been looked upon favorably.

Doubt, doubt as to whether he really has what it takes to stand by the devil’s side.

They will continue to doubt and interrogate No. 25 until he proves his abilities.

“Is that the parachute?”

“It’s a place that some people can only get to with effort, but they live a very comfortable life.”

Malice piercing my heart like a sharp dagger.

Because everything they said was true, this situation, which couldn’t even be denied, was just outrageous.

Number 25 passed them by, still with his head down, and headed to the back seat in the far corner.

A seat where you can’t even see the church properly, so if you’re a student with a keen interest in learning, there’s absolutely no reason to sit there.

No. 25 had to receive all the attention of students until the moment they sat down.

There are those who like and those who hate the new student who is favored by the demon lord they admire.

Fortunately, the student sitting next to us in number 25 was one of the former.

“Hello?”

No. 25 turned his head and looked to the side when he heard a deep male voice for the first time in his life.

To be honest, it was a first impression that I couldn’t say was good.

A large man with bronze skin and enormous muscles, hair dyed bright blonde. Piercings all over the face.

He was showing off such an overwhelming presence that you thought he could make someone who was meeting him for the first time cry with a simple frown.

“Oh, hello.”

He pulled up a chair next to No. 25 and started talking about things that were not even asked.

“Professor Adriana, your personality is a little strange, right? Since I am a first-year professor, I have no choice but to continue watching until I go to the next year. Oh, and you’re a little sensitive because you can’t get married even though you’re past the age of marriage? Better be careful. If you look even the slightest bit displeased, they find fault with you and make you run all kinds of errands.”

“Ugh, hmmm.”

Now I understand why her attitude was quite sharp.

After finishing speaking, he held out his hand to number 25 and smiled brightly.

“I’m Saruk, I was the only male in first year, so I’m glad you came.”

As I found out later, the gender ratio at the academy is approximately 8 to 2.

It’s not that there were no men at all, but compared to women, the number was absurdly small.

The man named Saruk who sat next to him was one of the 20% men, and he spoke to No. 25 more gently than necessary out of joy at meeting the same man.

I didn’t dislike that favor. Moreover, when No. 25 met a friend of the same sex on an equal footing for the first time, he held the outstretched hand as if he was happy.

His thick hands gave me the feeling that he was a real man, unlike his own delicate hands.

“My name is Ryu, please take care of me from now on.”

Saruk let go and spoke to No. 25 again.

“If you don’t know anything, ask anything.”

As a question, there was only one question that came to mind at this point.

“What are those people wearing white school uniforms?”

This was a question I asked while recalling the particularly memorable clothes Claire wore.

“The white school uniform can be worn from 4th to 6th grade. We’re in first grade, so dark blue. Navy blue can be worn from 1st to 3rd grade.”

“Hmm, then what about black?”

Black school uniforms were rarely seen within the academy, but some students were definitely wearing black uniforms with gold embroidery.

“Ah, that’s 7th grade. This is a school uniform that can only be worn by those in the highest grade and about to graduate.”

Saruk did not show his displeasure once and answered the questions in issue 25 kindly.

Just when No. 25 was about to ask a question about the Academy again, Adriana frowned and raised her voice.

“Quiet! Today, I will take the test as I talked about yesterday.”

Hearing that it was a test, No. 25 looked at Saruk with an absurd expression.

He held his forehead with his hand and shook his head from side to side as if he was in pain.

Isn’t it too much to take a test when you haven’t learned anything?

Number 25 revealed exactly what he was feeling to Saruk, who was sitting next to him.

“A test from the first day? I haven’t even taken class yet… ?”

“It’s your first day, but it’s already been a month since we entered school… . Besides, since you came through a special selection process, wouldn’t it be difficult to exclude you? Both professors and students are doubting your skills, so why not show it now?”

Even if you ask them to show it to you, there’s no way you can solve the test in a class you didn’t learn.

Number 25 took the paper handed to him with a feeling of half-giving up and spread it out on the desk.

After confirming that all students had received their test papers, Adriana took out a silver pocket watch from her pocket and opened her mouth one minute before the clock’s second hand showed exactly 9 o’clock.

“Test time is exactly 30 minutes. Once you’ve solved everything, submit it to me and then get out quickly.”

The test begins with the harshest tone of any woman No. 25 has ever met.

Number 25 opened the test paper and tilted his head.

I knew I shouldn’t do this, but I turned my head and checked the people next to me.

It was never my intention to get an answer.

The confusion No. 25 felt when he saw Saruk next to him frowning and looking like he was worried was aggravating.

Number 25 was under the illusion that the series of exams currently taking place were some kind of event for those who had entered the school.

The reason was simple.

be easy.

It was ridiculously easy. I was able to know all the answers just by looking at it with my eyes.

There was no such thing as a fountain pen falling when it started dancing on the paper in doubt.

In a way, it was natural.

Number 25, who is a quick learner, read countless books while living with Law, who can be said to be the foundation of magic.

In District 2, where there were no facilities or people, the only things to do were hunting monsters and reading. Although sex with Rowe was added later, the majority of No. 25’s way of spending time until then was reading.

The numerous books that Rowe wrote himself and did not publish to the world because he was too lazy or because he forgot them became the knowledge of No. 25.

No matter how great a professor Adrianna was, in the end, she was just a cadet chasing knowledge in front of Law, who was no different from the root of magic.

The dry knowledge of No. 25, who read books that were no different from the source, could not be satisfied with books written by professors.

Therefore, the problems that came from that book were also as easy as ‘1+1′ for No. 25.

Now I think I understand what Law meant when he said there was no need to take classes at the academy.

Number 25, who solved the problem in an instant, carefully raised his hand halfway and spoke to Adriana, who was standing in front of the church.

“I solved it all… Where can I pay it?”

It wasn’t even 5 minutes after the test started that I said those words.

Saruk, who was sitting next to No. 25, opened his mouth in disbelief and stared at No. 25’s profile.

It wasn’t just the students who were surprised. Even Adriana, who is famous for not changing her expression, opened her eyes slightly as if she was surprised, and then looked at No. 25 with a calm gaze.

She cleared her throat, then waved her hand at No. 25 and opened her mouth.

“Please bring it.”

The students’ eyes are focused on the back of No. 25, who stands up and heads toward the classroom.

They are still only halfway through the first page of the test paper. Of course, I couldn’t understand the speed with which No. 25 solved the problem.

The students’ faces were filled with astonishment, and they tightened their grip on their pens as if they could not admit that the student who suddenly appeared was superior to them.

After receiving the test paper from No. 25, Adriana stood still and scanned the test paper from top to bottom.

There is no set answer to a descriptive, subjective question.

In the pursuit of knowledge, it is impossible to set a stereotypical correct answer to a problem that allows people to write down their opinions, so Adriana carefully studied the answer written by No. 25 with an interested expression.

At the end of the silence, a muffled, short breathing sound is heard.

Adriana finally put down the test paper on the table with a satisfied expression.

“It seems like it was worth the special admission. Well, otherwise there would be no reason for Low to recommend it himself.”

It was a bored tone, but it was something he never showed to other students.

With that change, the attention of all the students in Teacher 1 was once again focused on No. 25, who stood at the podium.

Most of the negative views that doubted No. 25’s qualifications have disappeared, and what remains are the longing eyes looking at talent.

“You can go.”

No. 25’s steps, as he pushed open the wooden door and went outside, were much lighter than before.