24 - common first-day enrollment
I am a copy android of Hurt Semphis. My name is
Well, here I am, in my room in the dormitory. I'm sitting on my bed, staring blankly into the void.
The room is spacious, but it's a bleak scene.
This is my base for the time being, where I have to complete my grand mission for myself and my copy.
My stomach hurts. I don't have a stomach, but I feel like one.
I have to attend some kind of entrance ceremony.
What if I get tangled up with some punk? What if a girl says something like, "That guy is disgusting. If I sit still in the corner of the classroom, will they call me an
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
There's no such thing as a delinquent in an elite school, and I've been reincarnated as a good-looking guy. It's okay if you don't mind the nickname.
Charles supported me too.
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How to say it.
It sounds like you're going to the slammer and then to the slammer, doesn't it? Well, school is just a prison for me.
I reach inside my jacket.
What I pull out of its holster is a gun.
It's a cool-looking one, with a slightly longer barrel and a stylish form.
It's a magic gun for self-defense that the body entrusted to me.
If anything happens to me, I'll shoot him with it!
Just like that. I'm like a bullet.
Well, I don't. A man of honor stays out of harm's way.
At first, you'll sneak in quietly and hide your breath, and show the teachers that you're a failure, that you're no good at this.
"Well, let's go."
I left the room with a pounding heart (but no heart).
The entrance ceremony was so boring!
Why do the big guys talk so long? <
So, there are no more school events today. Classes will start next week, and in the meantime, there will be some kind of orientation.
The school is more like a university than a high school, and classes are elective. Students take what they want to take. If you get a certain number of credits, you will be promoted to the next grade.
I'm more interested in
I have thoroughly researched on this point.
If you do nothing for a year, you are automatically expelled. You need a certain number of credits to qualify for a year of study.
If you fail the practical training in magic, you will be out in half a year. This is for those who want to become a knight or a soldier, but it is usually decided at the time of admission.
I'm not in that category, I'm in the research course. However, I can't be a researcher who can't use magic, so if I can't do any practical skills after a year, I can drop out of the school.
One year ...... is a long time. I can't go that long.
But don't worry.
These are just a mechanism to encourage those who have passed the entrance exam. If I, who was admitted on the king's insistence and with his recommendation, show my lousy performance to the best of my ability, the teachers will change their minds.
There is a good chance that they will decide to expel me early!
Well, for now, let's just relax in the dormitory before that little guy with the glasses finds us.
I left the auditorium where all the new students were gathered and headed straight back to the dormitory, but as I was going.
A group of flirtatious people! It's coming this way!
Walking at the front of the pack is a handsome blonde-haired man. He is wearing a gorgeous cloak, and walks like a nobleman.
To the left, right, and behind him are about a dozen of what I would describe as his cronies.
My gut is telling me.
If I get involved with this guy, things will get complicated.
I pull over to the edge of the street, arching my back and keeping low, staring at the ground as I slowly try to pass them. Don't make eye contact.
"Hey, wait a minute. It's you."
A jerk.
A dignified voice rang out.
"That white-haired guy over there isn't ......, is he? He's telling me to wait."
Ho, ho, ho.
Apparently, it wasn't me. I try to walk past him quickly, afraid that if I look up and our eyes meet, I might get tangled up too.
Squeeze.
A soft touch covered my face. I know. That's the feeling I used to suck on when I was a baby.
I take a half step back, pull away, and look up.
Red eyes are looking at me.
She has a very well-developed, elegant face, her long hair in a ponytail, and her skin is pure white. On the other hand, her outfit is pitch black and she is wearing pants. She is a beautiful girl dressed as a man, recognizable as a woman by her large breasts that pop the buttons of her jacket.
Pony-chan takes her eyes off of me and turns to the owner of the voice.
The nobleman is right there, glaring at her.
"You're a new student, aren't you? What do you mean you just walked past me without even a bow?
"? I don't know you. I read the school rules carefully to avoid trouble, but I didn't find anything about <
"You don't know me? I'm the vice-president of the student council, and I'm the heir to the ...... marquis family?"
"I'm a commoner. I don't know much about aristocratic affairs. If it's something you need to know in the academy, I'm sure you'll learn it from me.
"Huh? You were a commoner. Then I can't blame you for being ignorant.
I looked around at my cronies for agreement, and they responded with a sneer.
Just as I was wondering if this would make them feel better.
The nobleman suddenly singled me out.
"Hey, dark hair! You're new here, aren't you? Explain yourself."
"I don't know."
Oh, your temple is twitching. That's it. He's been accepted as one of us ponies.
Anyway, he seems to be a senior, and I have nothing to do with this, so let's get out of here.
"SENpai shassou! I have a little diarrhea and I'm leaking, so excuse me!"
He backed away with a bowed head. You wouldn't get involved with a guy who's about to leak, would you?
"You ...... are taunting me with vile lies!"
Huh? Are you maxed out in anger?
"I will teach the rude man a lesson in courtesy myself. No, I'll give you time to chant. At best, you'll have to use your best defense."
I'm a copy, I can't use magic.
The nobleman started mumbling. Maybe it's the chanting. So I guess I'm going to get a magic attack. This school is a gymnastic school, isn't it?
In times like this, it is best to run away. As a great man once said.
I ran away as fast as I could.
Boom!
I was blown off and rolled around on the ground.
"Hmmm...you're trying to escape at this late stage, aren't you? You were right to take it easy on him. Somebody fix him up. But don't let him recover completely. Leave him in pain and make him regret his actions."
I get up with a start. What a surprise.
The body had put up protective wards, so it didn't hurt at all. But it's just a coating on my body, so my clothes are still on.
"Hey--?"
Hey...? The nobleman's mouth is wide open, revealing his stupid face.
The students who were watching the commotion from afar start to murmur.
"He looks like he doesn't care..."
You took a real hit, didn't you?
"Did you use any defensive magic?"
"No, I wasn't chanting."
"Who are you ......?"
Oh, I'm supposed to play the dropout.
Oh, man, apparently this is the part where I'm supposed to be sore. So I started acting--