I Became the Academy’s Female Delinquent Chapter 7. Lunchtime

Thanks to Doyun’s mediation, the morning’s brawl could be settled.

Of course, whether it was mediation or him volunteering as a punching bag was another matter.

In any case, the academy’s scheduled activities began.

Only then could Elsie truly grasp it.

That she had opened her eyes in another world.

The lessons were all difficult to understand.

Understanding the structure of dimensional roads, World Tree ecology, advanced liberal arts of the Nine Worlds… everything was overwhelmingly unfamiliar.

She was quite knowledgeable about the game’s settings, but it didn’t help much in understanding the classes.

To Elsie, who had lived in modern society, it was impossible to take any of it seriously.

“Elsie?”

Elsie, who was slumped over her desk with stiff shoulders, raised her head at the sound of her name.

“Hmm?”

“You were sleeping, weren’t you? I knew it. You didn’t listen to the lesson properly, did you?”

Elsie, her eyes half-closed, looked around and spotted Thrud giggling.

White skin, light pink hair, and golden eyes within sharp eyes.

It was a figure that lacked any sense of reality.

‘Ah, this isn’t a dream.’

Elsie, half-awake, briefly mistook it for a dream.

But sadly, Thrud, who was laughing as if something was so great, was reality, not a dream.

“Damn it.”

Elsie yawned softly, covering her mouth.

The words that naturally came out of her mouth weren’t pretty, but her demeanor was quite befitting of a noble family’s young lady.

Thrud was about to point out Elsie’s crude language but had to nod instead.

“It seems your body remembers properly? It’s a relief, really.”

“Haa… what is?”

“Never mind. Just stay like that. If you fix your speech there, you’re halfway there.”

“What’s wrong with my speech…”

Elsie, who was about to add a spoonful of curse words to Thrud’s behavior of waking her up from a good sleep and suddenly pointing out her speech.

But soon, she recalled her own rough language that she had been spouting since becoming Elsie.

Looking back, she had no choice but to shut her mouth.

“Ummm…”

Even though she had become Elsie, Elsie was still Elsie.

How similar would the Elsie he had imagined be to the current her?

‘…Not similar at all. Elsie isn’t some foul-mouthed Valkyrie!’

The image of the noble Valkyrie Elsie she had drawn in her mind.

Elsie’s heart ached at the sight of herself being a million miles away from that image.

Dejected, Elsie slumped and was dragged along by Thrud’s touch.

“What are you doing…”

Thrud pulled Elsie’s shoulders straight, pressing her tightly against the back of the chair.

Elsie’s lips gradually twisted unhappily at the inexplicable action.

Thrud nodded in satisfaction, seeing Elsie with her shoulders straightened and her body pressed against the back of the chair.

Screech!

She pushed the desk forward, trapping Elsie.

“Eep!”

“I’ll sew on the button that came off earlier, so keep your shoulders straight and stick your chest out.”

“Huh?!”

“No… with this size, you can just hang it on the desk.”

“W-What nonsense are you spouting on your own…!”

She points out other people’s speech while naturally engaging in harassment as if breathing.

Elsie, covering her chest, sent Thrud a sharp look.

“Shh! Are you going to make a spectacle of me putting your chest button on by being noisy?”

Elsie bit her lip at Thrud’s gesture of covering her mouth with her finger.

Elsie, rolling her blue eyes around, let out a sigh of relief.

Thrud chuckled at her restless appearance.

Turning the chair around and sitting facing Elsie, she took out a cute sewing kit from her pocket.

“You carry something like this around?”

Elsie’s eyes widened as an unexpected item popped out of Thrud.

‘Thrud has a rabbit-shaped sewing kit… that’s too much.’

“Now, stay still if you don’t want to get poked.”

Thrud’s determined expression as she opened the rabbit sewing kit.

Elsie swallowed hard without realizing it.

Her fingers wriggled, brushing over her chest.

“Hee!”

“…….”

The sensation of gently pressing down on her chest to insert the button needle.

“Haa!”

“Elsie… I can’t concentrate.”

Elsie’s face, flushed with unfamiliar and embarrassing sensations, was hot.

“Shit…”

To have someone else’s touch on her chest, which was still unfamiliar to her.

A curse word naturally escaped her lips in this embarrassing situation.

“Elsie, your language!”

Squeeze!

“Hngh… stop…”

Thrud’s hand, pointing out her language, gained strength.

Elsie, whose chest was slightly compressed, whimpered as if begging, unable to bear it.

“It’s almost done. Just bear with it a little longer, even if it’s uncomfortable.”

Elsie’s patience continued for a few more minutes.

Thud!

Elsie, slumped over her desk, sighed.

She couldn’t lift her head because of the embarrassment, which was greater than her stiff shoulders.

“Perfect!”

On the contrary, Thrud, who smiled with satisfaction, got up and began to drag Elsie.

“What is it this time?”

“Now we have to eat lunch, right? And let’s tell the teacher that you lost your memory.”

“By teacher, do you mean Reginleif?”

Thrud nodded at Elsie’s question.

“I’ve been thinking, the people around you will understand your unimaginable actions and habits if they know what state you’re in.”

There’s no reason to hide it, is there?

Saying that, Thrud raised Elsie.

“And you can’t keep up with the lessons either, can you?”

That wasn’t wrong.

“It’s not that I can’t keep up, but rather that I’m not used to it because it’s unfamiliar…”

Elsie trailed off.

It was all true that her language had become rough after facing incomprehensible situations, and that she couldn’t take the unfamiliar lessons seriously.

How did it come to this?

“This is an academy that represents Midgard. It’s a pity that you lost your memory, but you have to be careful because your family’s reputation could be damaged if you’re not careful.”

“Family?”

‘More than that, Midgard?’

Elsie flinched at the word Midgard, family aside.

“Yes, your family. Seeing you like this makes me afraid of amnesia. What would you have done without me?”

Thrud shook her head.

The tied-up light pink hair swayed gently with her movements.

“By the way, I’ve never heard of the Adorenchia family in Midgard…”

The strange surname attached to her name was the family name.

She would have been less shocked if it had been a guild name or a fixed party name that she knew.

‘And Midgard? I know it’s a world mixed with the Aesir Saga. But why am I in Midgard?’

Aesir Saga was basically a game based on Norse mythology.

Therefore, she was confident that she wouldn’t be surprised even if familiar place names came out.

But her location was the problem.

Elsie fell into deep thought.

And after rummaging through her hazy memories, she succeeded in recalling her last logout location.

“Is this really Midgard? Not Asgard?”

Pause.

At Elsie’s question, Thrud stopped pulling her and turned to look at Elsie.

Elsie took a step back at Thrud’s suddenly serious gaze.

“W-Why? What’s wrong?”

“Asgard? Are you perhaps from Asgard?”

“I-I don’t know.”

Elsie had only asked because her last connection point in the game was Asgard.

But Thrud’s reaction was dramatic.

With a complicated expression, Thrud cupped Elsie’s face with both hands and began to observe her intently.

Slap!

“Look at these soft cheeks. Seriously…”

“W-What are you doing!”

“She certainly looks unusually noble… Judging by the atmosphere, she seems like the arrogant Asgardians…”

Thrud ignored Elsie’s pathetic resistance and stroked her soft cheeks.

“Hmm, those proud guys who live for their own sake wouldn’t bother enrolling in the Midgard Academy…”

Wouldn’t her father, who once stayed in Asgard, know about the Adorenchia family?

Thinking so, Thrud began to pat Elsie’s cheeks.

Pat pat!

“Stop patting me! And don’t put your face so close… please.”

“So. Why did you think this was Asgard? Does anything come to mind?”

Elsie thought.

That the past couldn’t come to mind.

The character’s past, that is.

The time she had nurtured and played was Elsie’s past.

‘But this Elsie’s body doesn’t seem to be a being that fell from the sky. What happened…’

Nothing was certain at the moment.

Anyway, if the game’s memory was accurate, Elsie should have been in Asgard, not Midgard.

“I remembered being in Asgard last.”

“Where in Asgard? What were you doing?”

“I was just standing in the square.”

“…….”

What could she expect when it was about the game?

Elsie’s last memory was logging out after standing blankly in the square.

What happened after that was too blurry to be clear.

‘I don’t know what happened in between, but anyway, I ended up like this.’

So, all Elsie could remember to tell Thrud was just that.

More than that, Elsie focused on the fact that this place, too, was divided into worlds like a game.

It was a ridiculous, joke-like situation of becoming a game character. As such, the fact that there was something familiar was a good thing in any case.

Because it was a little more reassuring than a world where she knew nothing.

Elsie lowered her gaze, lost in thought.

“……You poor thing!”

Seeing that, Thrud, for some reason, hugged Elsie tightly.

“Hyaaak! St, stop! Don’t! Hug me!!”

Elsie’s face flushed again.

“Those two got close again so quickly.”

“Even though Thrud has a friendly personality, she must really like her to joke around so freely like that.”

“…I like her too.”

“I’m jealous of Thrud.”

“I didn’t know, but I guess I like silver hair.”

Elsie, the last student to appear, immediately became the center of attention.

Doyun, ignoring the voices talking about her, rested his chin on his hand and sank into thought.

‘At that time, if… it had been a formal sparring match disguised as practice, could I have responded?’

The surprise attack Elsie showed, glaring at him as if he were detestable, with a scowl on her face.

The moment he realized it, he was already flying away from the straight punch that struck his abdomen.

A strike that seemed to have skipped the attack process, with a flash of light for a moment.

To be exact, he replayed Elsie’s attack, which ‘seemed like that,’ in his head.

Even now that he had grasped the quality of the technique, could he respond to it?

He wasn’t sure.

‘That was a fist that had reached a realm.’

The explosive output emanating from her small, slender body was admirable.

He was ambushed, but he didn’t intend to fight.

As a result, it was a situation that arose because he forcibly carried out a clumsy mediation.

Therefore, he only focused on defense and was unilaterally beaten.

Of course, there was a harvest because he could clearly observe Elsie’s amazing movements.

The reason why Doyun had the undeserved nickname of a genius swordsman.

That was because of his innate eyes.

Eyes that read information, allowing him to capture and respond to almost all movements and phenomena.

Because of those eyes, Doyun couldn’t help but be more aware of Elsie than anyone else in the classroom right now.

The movements she showed were superior to anyone he had ever seen.

‘That was beyond the level of an ordinary academy student.’

A noble figure that did not lose its beauty even in the relentless barrage of attacks.

The straight punch, the kick flying in an arc.

While blocking all those series of attacks, what shook his heart the most.

It was Elsie’s eyes, sparkling as if she was enjoying it.

A bright expression that seemed to enjoy the battle.

Doyun was soon captivated by the dazzling silver hair fluttering along with that appearance.

‘She’s strong.’

He couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Violently shaking… from her chest.

“Huh?!”

Doyun was startled and gasped.

It was because he couldn’t come to his senses for a moment due to the huge temptation that suddenly appeared as if stirring his head.

‘No. What am I imagining…’

It was because Elsie’s chest, with the buttons burst open and disheveled, was too impressive.

He watched Elsie’s movements clearly with both eyes.

He wasn’t just observing a specific area with a vulgar gaze.

He had to.

Doyun refocused and began to draw Elsie’s attack in his head.

‘Someday, the day will come when we formally compete. Even for that day!’

He was confident in his fighting spirit.

He also had a moderate amount of competitiveness.

That’s why he was able to grow this much.

Knowing that his skills came from steady progress, not recklessness and arrogance, he began to ‘analyze’ Elsie.

There were no gaps in her attack.

No, there is a gap!

Elsie’s gap began to be captured by Doyun, who had developed image training to the extreme.

The white skin that was precariously revealed beyond the torn button and the opened shirt.

The deep valley that was faintly visible, created by the two firm, swollen masses…

Thump!

“This isn’t it!!”

Doyun couldn’t stand it and jumped up from his seat.

Image training wasn’t working.

He couldn’t stand the images that came to mind so arbitrarily, and he shouted out the cry he had been making inside.

He had no choice but to admit that his gaze was captivated by an instinct he could no longer deny.

The classroom, which had been silent due to Doyun’s sudden shout.

Questioning gazes gathered.

But Doyun didn’t even have time to feel embarrassed.

Because he heard a beautiful voice calling him from the front.

“What are you doing?”

Elsie, who had been arguing with Thrud.

At some point, she came to Doyun’s seat and was looking up at him with a sulky expression.

She seemed to be subtly conscious of the gathered gazes, constantly shifting her gaze here and there.

Anyway, the timing was bad.

Doyun fixed his gaze on Elsie’s blue eyes with superhuman self-control.

He opened his mouth while holding back the gaze that kept trying to go down to her chest.

“I, I’m going to eat.”

Elsie smiled as if satisfied with Doyun’s answer.

When the eyes, which had looked somewhat sharp due to her expression, softened, her impression looked quite different.

“That’s good. I, I wanted to ask you something, so let’s have lunch together and talk.”

“Uh… uh??”

It was an unexpected proposal. Doyun’s mind froze.

A moment of silence followed.

While Doyun hesitated, Elsie tilted her head and looked up at him with an anxious yet questioning expression.

Eyes filled with pure questions that he couldn’t refuse.

In the end, he had no choice but to nod.