I Became the Academy’s Female Delinquent Chapter 1. What Kind of Situation is This?

Elsie twisted her whole body. She couldn’t understand the situation she was in.

“Is this a dream? I haven’t been able to play the game properly for the past few days, so am I having this dream as a withdrawal symptom…? Shit! It’s so vivid, there’s no way it’s a dream!”

She screamed as loud as she could. But the high-pitched voice that came out was pleasant to hear.

A vivid sense of reality.

She realized that this was not a dream.

The sensation in her body that she began to feel. It confused the ‘him’ inside Elsie.

A strange sensation she had never felt when she was a man. An unfamiliar scent. It felt like she was being violated by such things.

“I, who couldn’t even hold a girl’s hand properly, am in this… this state…!”

She shuddered with embarrassment and turned her head.

Then, she saw Elsie standing awkwardly in front of a full-length mirror.

“…Pretty.”

Elsie, the ultimate character born from his three days and nights of customization.

Long silver hair, jewel-like blue eyes. Her beautiful appearance captivated him.

Even her dissatisfied expression looked lovely, and he even felt awe at her magical face.

“It’s really Elsie… a living, breathing Elsie… but why am I her, shit!!!”

A living, breathing Elsie was a dream he had never imagined.

“H-How did this happen? I clearly! Clearly… I mean… I can’t remember…”

She tried to remember what had happened, but she couldn’t recall anything. It felt like a hazy fog had settled in her memory.

She suddenly woke up in a room with only a bed, a desk, a mirror, and a storage cabinet.

She didn’t know where she was or why she had become a game character.

Could this be the world of the game ‘Aesir Saga’ that she used to play? Is this possession into the game?

Looking at the state of having turned into Elsie, it seemed possible.

“I have to check.”

Elsie, standing blankly, closed her eyes tightly.

“S, Sta…tus… win…”

Elsie’s tongue twisted with hesitation, and she failed to pronounce it properly.

Then, she wondered if she really had to say this.

But if this was really the world of the game, she thought there was no more certain way to confirm it than this.

So, she would go ahead.

“Haa… Status… window!”

Her high-pitched, timid shout echoed in the room.

…

But all that returned was silence and a wave of embarrassment.

“Status window! Status window!! Status windooooow!!!”

Elsie thought that there was no reaction because her voice was too small. Braving the embarrassment, she shouted “Status window” loudly several times.

But still, nothing happened. Only greater awkwardness and embarrassment came.

“Ugh! This is so embarrassing, really…”

Embarrassed, Elsie crouched down, hugged her knees, and lowered her head.

“…It’s a bit uncomfortable because of my breasts.”

The sensation of her bulging breasts being firmly pressed against her knees. That weight disturbed Elsie’s mood as she wallowed in embarrassment.

Once she started to realize her lower body was coolly exposed because of the skirt, she couldn’t calm down at all.

“D-Did I have to wear this kind of uniform-like outfit?”

Elsie stood up and smoothed her messy hair. No answer would come at this point, no matter how much she worried.

“Haa…”

Lost in confusion, Elsie plopped down on the bed.

“Whoa!”

Elsie fell backward as the impact of her butt diving into the soft bed caused her to lose balance.

It was because she hadn’t adapted to the different sense of balance in her body compared to when she was a man.

Her height, physique, and body shape. Even her gender was no longer the self she remembered.

The infuriating fact was that the pervert who customized this body was herself.

“Even if it was a game character… you fought well with these things, Elsie…”

Elsie looked down at her breasts, which were jiggling and squashed in the direction of gravity, with a resigned expression, and then she tried to get up.

No, she tried to get up.

“Shit, I can’t just get up.”

She didn’t want to increase the character size to increase the hit box. So, she had set the height to the default value.

And yet, she had customized these pockets of desire to be so full. Elsie wanted to curse her past self for the first time.

She couldn’t just jump up as she thought.

It was because her sense of balance was broken due to her unfamiliar body.

She needed to get used to it in order to properly control her body.

“How did I end up like this…”

Elsie, supporting her upper body with her arms, awkwardly raised her body and grabbed her own breasts.

The soft, squishy feeling and weight. And even the indescribable sensation that spread from her breasts to her whole body.

“Ugh! No way… is this real… Haa. It must be real…”

Elsie was startled by the unfamiliar sensation and let go of her breasts. This time, she made a pincer with her fingers, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and lifted it up.

Her gaze gradually descended along the pale skin of her exposed thighs, reaching the place where…

“It’s not there. Yeah, it wouldn’t be there…”

What should have been there was no longer there.

“This isn’t even phantom pain… Seeing it directly makes the feeling that it might be there completely disappear.”

Elsie stared blankly between her legs in shock.

Then, her face flushed red, and she put down the hem of her skirt and closed her eyes tightly.

She felt like she had done something terrible.

“…Let’s figure out the situation first.”

It was the moment Elsie stood up.

Knock knock!

The sound of someone knocking forcefully on the door was heard.

“…Who is it?”

Startled by the sudden knock, Elsie reflexively asked towards the door.

“I was wondering if you weren’t here, but it seems you’re in your room.”

Then, a slightly gruff female voice was heard from outside.

“I’m the class president. Open the door first. Before I break it down.”

“C-Class president?”

Class president? Elsie froze, unable to understand the situation.

A brief silence passed.

Perhaps taking it as a sign, the locked doorknob began to shake violently.

Rattle!

“You’re not opening it? Well, I guess it doesn’t matter if the class president comes to visit someone who’s been absent for a week since entering school.”

The gruff female voice grew lower and more threatening.

The door began to shake as if it would break.

–Rattle rattle!

“W-Wait! I’ll open it! I’m opening it now!”

Elsie, startled by the loud noise, hurriedly ran to unlock the door.

Slam!

“Waaah!”

The door opened with tremendous force.

Pushed away by that force, Elsie flew back onto the bed.

“Damn it… Is the door okay?”

“I don’t think that’s what you should be worried about right now?”

The female voice that had been heard from beyond the door echoed clearly.

Elsie, who had fallen in an unsightly manner, raised her head.

And the moment she confirmed the owner of the voice, her eyes widened in shock.

“Crazy! Is that… Thrud?!”

Sharp, upturned eyes above white skin. Golden eyes nestled within them. The force felt from her tall height.

And finally, the mismatched, refreshing light pink hair.

There was no mistake.

The being in front of Elsie’s eyes was the raid boss of Aesir Saga, Valkyrie Thrud.

“B-But, hasn’t she gotten a little smaller…?”

Valkyrie Thrud was a raid boss who had made many players grind their teeth with her difficult difficulty.

Such a her appeared in a somewhat smaller form, wearing a school uniform.

Even though her size had shrunk, it was definitely Thrud’s face. Elsie had a certain conviction in that appearance.

‘No doubt. Something’s a little strange, but if Thrud is here, then this is definitely Aesir Saga!’

Elsie, who was a Valkyrie class, had a deep, ill-fated relationship with Thrud, a boss of the same Valkyrie lineage.

Elsie began to laugh, lying down with only her head raised.

“Ahaha! I knew it was Aesir Saga! Possession into the world of a game, what kind of ridiculous thing is this… *cough*.”

Elsie sniffled a little because it was so absurd.

Thrud tilted her head in confusion at the sight.

“What is she saying… How does she know my name when she’s never even gone through the entrance procedures and come to the academy?”

“…? Academy? What’s that?”

Grind!

The sound of teeth grinding echoed.

Elsie’s pure question enraged Thrud.

She hadn’t become class president by choice.

It was just a troublesome position she had been given by the homeroom teacher’s unilateral decision that she seemed trustworthy.

A position she had been pushed into. But she still had a sense of responsibility.

So, she had come to drag out a kid who had been absent for a week…

‘What is the academy?’

It was a ridiculous joke.

Her audacity was a disease.

That blank look of tilting her head as if she didn’t know what the academy was. She couldn’t just let it go.

“Haa… I don’t know how you know my name, but I don’t care… I can’t take it anymore either!”

Thrud, barely holding back her anger, took a moment to catch her breath.

“Elsie Adorenchia! I’ll subdue you and get you to school!”

Elsie scrambled and rolled around. And she got up from the bed and awkwardly took a fighting stance.

She had thought that she had definitely possessed Aesir Saga after seeing Thrud’s face.

But the way things were going was strange.

Elsie, through Thrud’s words, tried to infer the situation as best she could.

If what she said was true, it meant Elsie had a past.

If she really was inside the game, was that even possible?

‘And what’s with the Adorenchia? My character’s nickname is just ‘Elsie.’ Why is it like I have a last name or something…’

This place. It’s similar, but something is different.

Elsie’s belief that she was in the game world was shaken violently.

“Prepare yourself. You brought this on yourself…!”

A chilling voice echoed. Elsie flinched and looked up at Thrud, swallowing hard.

If she was this close to Thrud, who was about to enter the battle phase, a critical hit was guaranteed.

The possibility of her being the Thrud from the game was now slim. But her face was so similar that she couldn’t help but be nervous.

“W-wait! I, I don’t remember anything! I don’t know what’s going on, I don’t understand any of this!”

In the end, she had no choice but to squeeze out her lacking communication skills.

Elsie waved her hands around, trying to explain her current situation as understandably as possible.

As she did, she glanced up at Thrud, trying to gauge her reaction. Even if she was smaller than Elsie remembered, she was still tall and intimidating.

‘Damn it, why am I explaining all this in detail…’

The way Thrud was staring down at her with a murderous look. Elsie thought she’d rather just fight.

However, judging from the circumstances, this didn’t seem to be the exact same world as Aeshir Saga.

If that was the case, then the Thrud in front of her was fundamentally different from the game character. She hesitated to fight recklessly.

‘Besides, even if I did fight, I’m not confident I can fight like I used to control Elsie. How can I fight when I haven’t even adjusted to the balance?’

Elsie was famous for her battles in Aeshir Saga. The thought of fighting made her blood boil.

But fighting as the game character herself was a different matter.

Elsie had an unprecedented record as a max-level demigod ascendant.

Therefore, Elsie’s soul encouraged her fighting instincts, saying she wouldn’t know until she tried.

But she had to be cautious when necessary.

“…So I don’t even know where I am…”

After roughly finishing her explanation, Elsie wiggled her fingers and looked up at Thrud.

She lost her memory. What a convenient excuse.

But nothing could better explain Elsie’s current state.

If Elsie really had a past, then she, who had suddenly possessed her, really knew nothing.

So she intended to get information from the Valkyrie in front of her—no, the squad leader, Thrud.

‘It’s ridiculous to ask for help from someone who looks exactly like the boss I fought in the game… but is there any other way?’

All she had found out was that the Elsie here had been absent for a week as soon as she entered the academy.

It was a dizzying past.

He didn’t remember raising Elsie like that.

He had tirelessly trained her until she ascended to demigod status.

If the Elsie here was a projection of his character Elsie, then her actions were rather pathetic.

“Elsie Adorenchia. I can sense the sincerity in your explanation that you’ve lost your memory.”

“Oh…”

“But it doesn’t make sense. If you really lost your memory, how do you know my name? You’re someone who only went through the registration process and never attended a single day of school.”

“Uh…”

Thrud’s momentum hadn’t changed.

Elsie couldn’t help but swallow hard. She had a feeling that things wouldn’t be easy.

“Well, fine. I don’t like laying a hand on someone as frail as you… but I’ll confirm whether your sincerity is real.”

“Huh? W-wait, wait a minute!”

Elsie felt a chill run down her spine at the sight of Thrud lowering her stance and clenching her fist.

It was because she had seen that exact same stance before.

The pattern that appeared with a high probability when approaching the Valkyrie Thrud thoughtlessly right after entering a raid.

A strike that was virtually impossible to avoid once you were close.

‘I’m screwed!’

“Damn it, this is the Fist of the H…!?!?”

Whoosh!

Elsie’s vision spun dizzily.

Commonly known as the Fist of the Heart.

The Valkyrie Thrud, who possessed an incredibly strong body.

It was a skill with the absurd setting that ‘Thrud throws a punch rather than words to understand the hearts of others.’

Setting aside the setting, it was a skill with tremendous damage and a high stun value.

Because of that, it was a troublesome pattern that forced close-to-mid-range combat in the early stages of the raid.

It was a cheat skill that almost all players gave up on completely avoiding and could only barely block with a defensive skill.

‘I’m taking this head-on?!’

“Gyaaaaaaak!”