Chapter 80
Chapter 80
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 80
Chapter Title: Melbritt Dormitory
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After hearing Noah's full rundown on Melbritt's key figures, Bella's suite stay had already wrapped up before we knew it.
We stepped out into the elf shelter for a meal, chatting about our plans going forward.
"I only enrolled on a whim following Karen, but I plan to at least keep up with the minimum curriculum.
That said, my real goal's always the same. Have fun. Fuck the Hero."
I declared it with dead seriousness.
To some, it'd sound like bullshit, but it was a major goal for me.
Hypnosis and women are inseparable, like booze and smokes.
Yeah, that's how it'd always been.
Even if I were reborn, I'd chase after pretty girls and hypnotize them.
Probably 'cause I'm a pervert at heart.
Karen spoke up first.
"I know I can't stop you, bro. I'll do my best to chase my own dreams too.
But I'm your main pussy. Anytime you need me... you know."
She trailed off at the end, embarrassed to declare it in front of everyone.
Nothing beats a cute girl's shy side.
"Right, number one pussy's gotta be Karen, no contest."
"Makes me proud."
Esty, who'd been calmly sipping her tea, set her cup down.
"I'm gonna be a teacher at Melbritt. I wanna stay by Darling's side, but being away from him feels weird...
Still, lots of people will gather around him. I see it as a hurdle I need to overcome."
"When can we meet again?"
"It might take some time. Gotta go through the procedures.
Plus, they'll test if I've got the combat power to teach students. It's all formal stuff, though..."
A combat test, huh. Melbritt really is different.
No desk-jockey studying here—this'd be a joke to Esty.
She'd breeze through it looking cool as ever.
"For the time being, I'll step away from hunting down and judging outside criminals to take a position reining in Melbritt's executors.
In other words, I'm Lord Decal's restraint."
"...Restraint?"
"Yes. To avoid misunderstandings, let me explain. For Lord Decal to smoothly achieve his goals at Melbritt,
he needs solo contact with the Hero, and before that, this world's god mustn't notice his presence."
"Exactly."
If my school life was a game, it'd be a stealth mission.
Pull too much aggro from the god, and it's game over.
That constraint fires me up even more, but I might get too rowdy along the way.
Noah's "restraint" is there to prevent exactly that.
"I'll handle anything Lord Decal's abilities can't cover."
"And block me if I go overboard?"
"Think of me as an invisible cleanup squad.
I'll sever all traces in between, blocking Melbritt's eyes and ears."
"Hmm. Sounds badass."
Felt like plotting a coup.
Karen shivered, sensing the chill.
"Ugh... we sound like a terrorist cell."
"In a way, we are."
Karen glanced at Esty and Noah before speaking.
"Bro, do you really need to mess with the candidates? If you're targeting the Hero, wouldn't waiting be... no, that's risky enough too."
"Too late. The game's on."
First candidate target: Diana.
Stia Harpe in my sights. Then Melbritt rank 5, Tilria of the Crimson Flame. Even the innkeeper Elin right here.
Hell, maybe even way before that.
"You girls sticking by me's for the same reason."
If I'd hesitated to fuck Esty that night, she'd have space-leaped back to the kingdom.
Opportunity gone forever, or delayed ages.
I knew the risk, but made a diamond-rank hunter like Esty my girlfriend.
All for my own pleasure.
Nothing's changed—just the scale's bigger.
Let's just enjoy it.
That's what this comfy isekai's for, right?
"I was dumb. You were gonna do it anyway, bro. I knew that and stayed 'cause I like it. Yeah, this is right."
Karen's face lit up.
"Let's head out."
We went to Melbritt.
Karen as a diligent candidate, Esty as a teacher, Noah as an executor handling Melbritt security.
Different roles, but we'd all converge there.
Esty and Noah would enter first.
"Darling, stay healthy."
"We'll meet soon."
I shared a farewell kiss with Esty.
The main gate had a bulletin board with yesterday's exam results.
We checked the names.
"Whoa! Bro, your name's at the top. You're the top scorer!"
"Where?"
"Joint top? Someone else too."
Accepted Candidates List
Joint Top... Decal, Stia Harpe
2nd... Ekaterina
3rd... Badek Roun
4th... Karen
Two at the top.
I'd half-expected it. If anyone I knew took top spot, it'd be Stia Harpe.
Sorry Karen, but Stia's skills stand out. From what I've seen, strongest candidate so far was Tilria.
Stia's a few levels below, but that skeleton boss in Bordo Dungeon stuck with me.
Probably a high-level talker like the orc boss.
Influenced by the red soulstone.
They might've been neck-and-neck.
"Bro, accepted candidates go here."
Karen was eyeing the map pinned to the board.
"Timing's perfect too. Shall we?"
"Yeah."
We wanted to strut through the main gate, but
the map led us to the side path from the first exam.
How long we gotta sneak in the back like thieves?
There, the glasses girl from yesterday's creampie waited.
Some familiar faces from before.
"Decal! Been waiting for you."
Stia approached with a bright smile. Dazzling blonde with red eyes—a beautiful girl.
She had this weird misunderstanding about me and showed affection too.
Rare as hell.
"You remember Karen? From Bordo Dungeon..."
"Oh! Yeah!"
"I'm Stia Harpe. Eldest daughter of the Harpe family."
"I'm Karen. No family, just a simple adventurer..."
"Chin up, Karen. I'm a fresh candidate chick too. We're friends now."
"Then I'll call you Stia. Nice to see you again."
Stia offered her hand to Karen like she had to me, and they shook.
"Time to head in. We'll split up right away, but hoping to see you in class, Decal."
"...Huh? Yeah."
Split up?
I got it soon enough.
Following the glasses girl, guys and girls parted ways.
"Bro! See you later!"
Karen waved goodbye.
Her tits jiggled as she did, and the guys gulped.
These bastards. Eyeing my pussy?
"Men's dorm this way."
Glasses girl left, leaving a neatly dressed guy with swept-back hair.
Already missing women. Even glasses girl.
Noah said it: strict ban on opposite-sex relationships. Makes sense to separate dorms... even without the ban, it's standard.
Better play along for now.
The dorm building was impressive, rivaling the main hall.
Guys got assigned rooms: standard two per room.
Roommate situation.
Karen and Stia across the way probably same.
Before entering rooms, we got the guide guy's lecture in a big hall.
Pretty much what I expected.
How dating girls here leads to a horrific future.
"...Melbritt has about 50 resident executors. They handle security and order,
and in emergencies, can bind and detain candidates at their discretion. No separate character education here.
Instead, any misconduct unfit for Melbritt gets immediate action."
Someone raised a hand.
"What gets punished?"
"Minor stuff like dress code violations, spitting on the floor, unbecoming behavior, damaging Melbritt property or stealing.
Strictest ban: fraternizing with women."
Even without just guys, gripes and jeers rose.
The guide smirked.
"If you wanna test your guts, I won't stop you.
All sorts gather at Melbritt. Some try sneaking into the girls' dorm."
"Ooh!"
"What happened to him?"
"Died from head trauma."
...
Thought it was dark humor, but the guide was dead serious.
Meaning it wasn't a joke—it really happened.
"Executors carry weapons to subdue criminals.
Mostly blunt weapons. Hit anywhere, bones snap easy. Wrong hit to the head, you won't get up. Dead or alive."
"Ah, no... isn't that overkill for minor stuff? Killing seems too much."
"Executors don't hold back.
Melbritt gathers one-man armies training to support the Hero.
If one decides to commit a crime and sneak into a dorm, what happens?"
"Hmm..."
Everyone nodded at the guide's words.
Yeah.
These aren't regular students.
Young, sure, but ages vary, experiences too. This place trains talent for Hero parties on the front lines.
Not a school—special forces breeding ground with hyper-specialized skills. Can't treat nighttime dorm infiltration as "minor mischief."
"Most Melbritt staff were former students hired on.
More experienced, stronger, smarter than you. Don't mess with them. Don't be alone with women. That's the best advice for starting candidate life here."
...Stricter than I thought.
Hand-holding or hugs could summon an executor.
Really glad Noah's on our side.
If enemies here... shudder.
My head would've exploded from her swing.
No more complaints. Sure, banging girls is instinct, but anyone coming here isn't just for sex. ...Except me.
Even if, can't say it aloud.
Not with those hulking executors patrolling.
That nun outfit's unisex, huh. Black fabric straining against executor balloon muscles.
No way she's braless like Noah in there... urk. Don't wanna imagine, but did.
"Now head to your assigned rooms."
I got a key marked A5.
My room? First floor, right side, fifth door. Close to the exit—nice.
Room was so-so. Maybe Eight-Colored Shell spoiled me. Better than an inn, but no wow factor.
Two single beds. Small table, wardrobe, bookshelf. No TV, obviously.
My bed had the uniform wrapped in some thin film—not plastic.
My clothes.
Roommate... there is one. Sleeping? Other bed's bulged but still.
Stripped quick, tried on the uniform. Back in uniform at this age... world's unpredictable.
Full mirror handy. Gray pants, white blazer and shirt. Gold-embroidered Melbritt crest on coat matched the women's.
Eh, nothing special.
Sleekest outfit in this world, but fresh from modern clothes, it looked a bit dated.
Whatever.
"Hm?"
Something in the blazer pocket.
Student handbook. Detailed Melbritt rules inside. Lost interest, back in pocket.
Now what?
Then, text like my status menu floated on the wall behind the bed.
12:00~2:00 Lunchtime. Cafeteria open. All dorm students, proceed and eat.
"Ooh, what's this."
Magic, right?
Like augmented reality, Melbritt blueprints unfolded graphically, guiding the way.
Felt like hopping to near-future sci-fi... but familiar somehow.
Reached out, touched the "graphic"—it dispersed like volatile matter.
This feel...
"Soul..."
Like shoving a soul into a soulstone.
Using that energy? Creepy vibe.
Then, the bed lump—still as death till now—started wriggling.