The Mid-Class is Too Strong, Professor! - 5
The mid-class is too strong, Professor! - 5
A knock sounded, and the door to the office opened. It was Michelle again? No, it wasn't. Red hair in a bob cut with an eyepatch covering one eye. It was Charlotte.
“What is it?”
Charlotte glanced at the ring on Adrian's left hand. Was she here to talk about the same thing as Michelle?
“I came to seek advice on the magic competition.”
“Specifically, what point?”
“First… will I be selected as the representative?”
Originally, I wouldn't have answered that. Announcing the representative list before the competition day would affect the students' morale. If they find out they have no chance of being selected as representative, would they study diligently? Of course not. So, it's against the principle to not answer…
Looking at Charlotte's eyes, it seems a bit hesitant. The protagonist of this world asked with sincere eyes, so it's different weight from other students' questions. And that hesitation didn't last long. I shook my head.
“No. You're excluded.”
The girl's eyes widened in surprise. And then, with a look of displeasure, Charlotte clenched her fists.
“I'll work really hard. Please select me as the representative.”
“It's not about working hard. You need to do it well. Prepare for total war.”
“I… have to go!”
Charlotte suddenly shouted.
“What's the reason?”
“That's… I can't say. But I really want to go.”
-I'll kill you.
Tia's words were still etched in Charlotte's mind.
-Tell me the chest circumference.
-I don't know.
-At least roughly. Instead of saying it's big, say it's big.
-Why all of a sudden?
-We're friends, right?
Of course, at the end, she suddenly did something weird and acted like a crazy person, which made me even more cautious.
Tia hates Adrian. That's what she said. I couldn't know why Tia hates Adrian, but I wasn't really curious. If someone hates Adrian, Charlotte would hate them too. This is a fight she must fight herself. I wanted her to participate in the competition, win it, and protect Adrian. I know this is an extremely arrogant wish, but there are things that must be done.
'Hmm.'
Adrian was troubled. It might not be a lie that there's an important reason I can't say. If it's Charlotte. Moreover, Charlotte's growth trend is quite promising. But her 'late bloomer' trait hasn't grown enough yet. That's the problem. Even if it's Charlotte with the nickname of a late bloomer, I couldn't send her to the competition without hesitation. If I can't ask the reason, I have no choice but to ask about her resolve.
“Charlotte, how determined are you?”
“I've done all the determination I can. Really.”
“I need to ask more specifically.”
Adrian stood up from his seat and approached Charlotte. The two people got closer. Adrian asked again.
“Do you have death as your resolve? That earnestly?”
“Death…”
Charlotte fell into thought for a moment. The moment she met Adrian and made five promises with him. She was reborn, in a way. She was reborn starting from exactly that day, and from that day, she studied diligently every day and could chase the goal of avenging her parents. So, if asked if she has death as her resolve, no need to think more. Since the life you saved is yours, it's only natural to stake your life on what you do.
“Yes. I have it.”
The girl's answer was firm.
“Really?”
“Really. Rather than seeing me lose in the magic competition after surviving, it's better to die. I've been thinking that.”
Adrian nodded. He confirmed Charlotte's will. And with this much will, instead of forcibly hiding and protecting her, it would be better to use this magic competition as an opportunity to raise the late bloomer level.
“Good. Then, from now on, I need to make you usable.”
“If it's what the professor says, I'll do anything.”
“Then go to the training ground. We'll depart soon.”
Charlotte nodded and immediately left the office. From the girl's eyes, enthusiasm was rising.
Supplementary learning will be held. Come to the training ground.
A night with stars twinkling in the sky. After visiting the bathroom, Michelle fiddled with the memo on her desk.
The words were arrogantly phrased, but the handwriting was quite nice. Michelle grumbled inwardly.
'What is supplementary learning. Is it personal supplementary?'
Now, many people in Rahal Academy knew that F-class students stay late for self-study. Of course, most reacted with 'Why are those guys like that. Why are they desperate.' But F-class students were desperate, so they didn't care about those gazes and studied hard. Yeah, it's a very beautiful sight.
But…
'It's the first time someone is offering supplementary learning.'
What is Adrian's learning policy? 'I don't like you, so study on your own and promote to another class.' Isn't that the policy? So, except for the time to visit for lectures and questions, most are self-study, but suddenly supplementary?
'What is his scheme.'
It's late at night. If I go to the training ground now, it would be just Adrian and me. What scheme is that and what meaning is there? Michelle fiddled with the memo.
'Thinking about it, she suddenly appeared wearing a ring.'
But she said she didn't get married. The girl started deducing with all her might. And soon, the puzzles in her head fit.
'Why is she trying to give me a ring?'
At this late hour, quietly calling me out, what else could it be? No, that makes sense. No matter how much I think, Michelle has no grounds for supplementary learning. The contents in the materials are easy to understand, no questions, and things not yet used in practice will be used gradually by herself. So… is it not supplementary but something else?
No, no. In some sense, it is supplementary? Like supplementing half of her life?
'This crazy. He won't accept it anyway.'
Although his expressions and actions are extreme, I acknowledge the huge effect on learning. But as a professor it's one thing, as a man it's another! And so suddenly? No consideration for women at all!
This is not the time. Michelle went to the changing room and started looking at the clothes she brought. So, not to look good, but to firmly refuse, finding the better clothes. Really.
'Why are there only such childish clothes…!'
I came wearing clothes thinking they just need to be cute and neat, so I didn't pay much attention to this area. But now looking at them, they are all difficult-looking clothes. Is there no mature one?
'This is perfume… this is earrings…'
I brought them just in case. Apparently, the woman's intuition doesn't lie.
'No, but why do I have to care about this.'
Suddenly, a feeling of frustration rose from one corner of my heart. As the next head of the Maynans family, why do I have to prepare these things while my heart is pounding?
[Supplementary learning will be held. Come to the training ground.]
Nineteen letters. He wrote only nineteen letters on the memo. Adrian is always calm and treats Michelle casually, but why does Michelle always tense up. Unfair, and unfair. Thinking about that, Adrian felt so despicable that I was angry.
“Hmph.”
I put the clothes I was looking at back in the changing room cabinet and boldly stood up.
“I'm Michelle. Michelle Maynans.”
A person who will definitely become the highest-ranked mage in the future!
Supplementary learning will be held. Come to the training ground.
“Welcome.”
The training ground is dark because the lights are off. As soon as I entered, Adrian's voice was low. With a gaze mixing great wariness and a bit of expectation, Michelle looked at him. As expected, he was going to do some unreasonable supplementary again, but if that's what Michelle likes, I was prepared to watch.
As the distance between the two got closer, some subtle current flowed. How subtle it was, even Michelle, the greatest, scratched her cheek.
“W-what are you trying to say. Hmph.”
At that moment. With a pop— sound, the lights in the training ground turned on.
“Ah! Found it! The switch is here, it took me a while to find it!”
...Isabel?
“Professor said it's over there several times. Isabel.”
...Rutin?
“Michelle came too.”
...Charlotte too?
What is this. Public confession?
Michelle made an expression of disbelief and looked at Adrian. He just shot Michelle casually.
“Because you were dawdling, the supplementary was delayed quite a bit. What do you think, Michelle.”
“...Was it really supplementary class.”
“Of course. You guys are the ones who will represent this class in the magic competition. From today, there will be hellish supplementary.”
“Hellish supplementary?”
“Yeah, did you expect something easy.”
“Sigh.”
That's why. Michelle's most hated things: third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh… anyway, all Adrian. Just unconditionally Adrian.
“From now on, supplementary will begin.”
Adrian waved blue mana in the air.