Chapter 248: Skipping a Grade
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 248: Skipping a Grade
“...You said we were skipping a grade.”
I looked around, but every face was familiar.
“Why the hell are you guys following me? Huh?!”
I had come here with the fluttering heart of someone ready to properly 'educate' new people in a new environment, but more than half of them were faces I already knew.
First, I started picking on the easiest target: the girl with the rabbit ears.
“T-the homeroom teacher… s-said I should check it out….”
Yuriel Groun, a member of the Disciplinary Committee, avoided my gaze and answered hesitantly.
“Where’s that bastard Vice Class President?”
“Alma? Alma… skipped a grade?”
So this was already the place people had skipped to.
“What kind of bullshit is that? You want to get hit with a Rabbit Punch?”
“H-heek?! A-Alma took the test twice! She took it twice and said she’s going to graduate this year!”
It seemed like some kind of conversation had passed between those two gray-haired girls.
“Listen well, Yuriel. My patience isn't that great. She skipped a grade, and then skipped another one? Is that even possible?”
“Alma said she could really do it…. She’s been strangely studying upper-grade subjects since the beginning of the year….”
Suspicious.
“And?”
“I think… she might have been running away from the Class President….”
“Running away? Why?”
Yuriel blinked like an idiot.
“How well did I treat her? I shared my side dishes, made her exercise, taught her about social life, and even looked after her health. Right?”
“By… sharing side dishes, do you mean dumping the stuff you didn't like onto her tray?”
“Ahem, someone might misunderstand if they heard that. I shared them. Her emerald eyes were practically begging for them.”
She’d look at me with a face like she was about to cry; how could I not give them to her?
“...And by making her exercise, you mean beating her up to 'check the martial arts she learned,' right?”
“Hey, why are you phrasing it like that? Beating her up? Alma fought back, too. And nothing was broken or even bruised.”
“...And teaching her about social life was just dumping all the Class President's work on her?”
“They say a subordinate is supposed to do the superior's work.”
“Is that what the Class President's mother said?”
“Hey! What do you take my mom for? My mom doesn't dump her work on others!”
Yuriel shut her mouth tight.
“Looks like you have more to say?”
“Looking after her health… was that when you snatched and ate the snacks given to the other kids…?”
“I didn't snatch them; you guys gave them to me voluntarily. Since I told you to eat your fill, I graciously accepted them. Do you have any idea how I felt eating all that sugar-filled junk that's bad for the body?!”
“Was it delicious?”
“Yeah!”
Yuriel covered her face with both hands and sobbed.
“Hey, hey, why are you crying? Did I bully you?”
“I should have studied with Alma when she asked… hic… waaaaah… waaaaah…!”
As the gray rabbit girl started crying, the kids who had been in the same class before skipping grades all started sobbing together. The kids who were in the same year but different classes didn't know what was going on, so they approached the crying children to comfort them.
The conclusion was simple.
The Vice Class President, Alma Berriman, had deserted.
Just as the children's crying began to subside, Lee Ji-yeon walked in and stood before the podium.
“Nice to meet you all. Even though the school planned the grade-skipping exams, we didn't expect so many students to succeed. We’ve ended up forming a separate class. There isn't much left of the semester, but I’m Teacher Lee Ji-yeon, your temporary teacher. Nice to meet you~!”
It seemed everyone knew Lee Ji-yeon. No, they had no choice but to know her.
I scanned the faces around me and felt certain.
Except for me, 'all' of these brats were the ones attending the fitness center Lee Ji-yeon ran to groom them for the Officer-Police School.
“Unfortunately, because Alma Berriman—whom I trusted and raised—had the 'unfortunate' accident of skipping twice into the 6th grade, we need to vote for a Vice Class President. Is there anyone who wants to volunteer?”
“Aren't we voting for Class President?”
One clueless brat asked an innocent question. A few others nodded in agreement, but the kids from 'my' former class gasped.
Everyone stole glances at me.
“Let's do it. I’ll run for the position.”
I was bound to win the Class President vote anyway. I was likely the only one who would crave the Class President armband for a mere two weeks, and I was guaranteed the block vote from my former classmates plus the teacher's vote manipulation.
“I would like to nominate someone!”
A crazy guy—no, girl—raised her hand high. I looked to see what kind of insane brat it was, and she wasn't from my old class.
“N-nominate? Who?”
Lee Ji-yeon stammered, looking flustered.
“Im Su-yeon, who was in our class!”
The eyes of the kids from 'my' former class sparkled.
***
Summer break began.
Even though break had started, I had no motivation to do anything, so I was just sprawled out limply.
“Yong-hwan, what are you doing there~?”
The youngest sister had started calling me by my name. Since there was no father and Mom was a Sow, it couldn't be helped that she lacked home education, but as the head of the household, I couldn't tolerate it.
“Don't call me by my name. It's impudent.”
“But we’re in the same grade now~?”
The youngest sat down next to me, giggling unpleasantly. This brat had been developing well lately and was now slightly taller than me.
I didn't know how that damn Goddess designed female growth, but because it was condensed for explosive growth, I was worried she’d shoot up just like Iris.
In fact, among the kids in my class—no, their class—there was already one who had a body close to an adult's.
“Don't try to act like my equal just because we're in the same grade at school, brat. Your big brother stopped breastfeeding two years before you… no, I ate it earlier!”
Since milk doesn't actually come out but I suck on them often, I couldn't carelessly say I 'stopped,' so I quickly corrected myself.
“I heard there are only two people in our region who skipped two grades in a row. Did you know?”
“I know, so leave your brother alone. I’m so tired….”
The deserter Alma Berriman and Gracia had shown the formidable feat of skipping two grades. I could accept the youngest since she was a natural genius, but I had no idea what that stupid punching bag Alma Berriman was thinking when she challenged the double skip.
As for me, I was a super-genius who could skip two grades with my eyes closed, but because my battle with Im Su-yeon wasn't over, I remained a hidden master at the bottom.
“Is losing the Class President title that hard for you? Besides, it was only a temporary two-week position.”
“Shut up! what do you know! Why don't you try fighting Im Su-yeon!”
Unable to contain my anger, I swung a pillow at the youngest.
“Ack, ack! Oppa, stop! Stop! I said stop! Sorry, sorry~!”
After being hit a few times with the pillow, Gracia apologized. Violence was always the right answer.
“But Su-yeon Unnie feels… I don't know, a bit different, don't you think?”
“I’m not different?”
“Uh, well… I know you're a boy, but….”
The youngest scanned me with a nasty look. Getting even angrier, I raised the pillow again.
“No, no! I know you're smart, Oppa, but you're just… normally smart!”
I felt like I had to fix the youngest's attitude today. After swinging the pillow wildly, I lunged at her and grabbed her sides.
“Heek?! O-Oppa?! S-stop it! Stop… hee-hee-hee…! Heek?! I-I’m going to get mad! I’m really going to get maaaaad!”
The youngest burst into laughter while struggling. I realized anew that, perhaps because she took after Mom, her looks—which suggested she’d grow into a great beauty—were a total cheat. For a moment, I thought her flushed cheeks were pretty, but then I remembered I was in the middle of getting revenge and continued tickling her.
“What can you do even if you get mad! You impudent brat! What can you possibly…?”
My body floated into the air. A massive, irresistible magic power was binding me and lifting me up.
“I can do this.”
“Ah….”
Now that I thought about it, I remembered that the only time I could tease my sisters by asking what they could do when they were being impudent was when I was sticking my dick in them. Until the youngest's anger subsided, I had no choice but to float in the air like a helium balloon.
“I’ll let you down if you apologize.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Sigh…. Oppa, you can be cool sometimes, but at times like this, you're such a child….”
The youngest let out a short sigh and turned her back.
I couldn't lose. I churned up the mana in the room to make it difficult to use magic, then grabbed her sides again.
“Ah, seriously…! Stop it! Stooop!”
“This girl, this girl, this girl! You lack respect for your older brother! I’ll drive the fact that an older brother is like the heavens into you today!”
“Heek?! I-I’m going to get mad! I’m going to be really mad at you, Oppa…! Heek?! Hit?! The mana… ugh… that’s cheating…! Hee-hee-hee, n-no…! S-stop iiiiit!”
“I won't stop until you apologize. You impudent brat! Kusogaki!!!”
The youngest flailed and tried to escape, but it was no use. I was going to teach her today that a mage caught at close range by a knight is utterly helpless.
“Hee-hee-hee, I-I was wrong! I was wroooong! Stop! I-it feels weird…! Wei… hee-hee-hee!”
I pulled the escaping girl's body even tighter. Since she was taller and stronger than me, posture was everything. To keep our bodies flush without any gaps, I climbed onto her as if in doggy style, swaying my body back and forth to match her resisting movements.
“This girl! This girl! This girl!”
“Heek…! Ugh… nng… haaaah…! Hahaha! S-stop it…! It’s touching…! Uh-nng…. Hee-hee-hee…! I-I told you to stop…! It’s touching… ahahaha! Nng… ah… nng… hahahaha! Ah! Hahaha! Nng… uuuugh…! Ah! Hnnng…! Hahahaha!!!”
And so, I tickled the youngest until she burst into tears.