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Translator: Coughing Baby
Editor: Coughing Baby
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Chapter 60: Do That Thing, That Thing
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The ranked match had been one shock after another.
Viktor, the top student of Class E.
Caitlin Lettus, the top student of Class B.
Their duel ended in Viktor’s overwhelming victory.
One girl displayed the extraordinary performance expected of Class B’s top student, while one boy dismantled every one of her attacks and claimed victory.
The high-level match was more than enough to captivate the students.
“I seriously... can’t get that match out of my head.”
“If they said we could pay to watch it again, I’d pay without even thinking about it.”
“The match itself was so flashy too. Especially Class B’s top student. She was incredibly intense...”
“And Class E’s top student kept deflecting all that fierce offense while dealing with it so calmly...”
The ranked match even made the academy newspaper’s front page for an entire week.
Viktor’s reputation, in particular, was soaring.
“That top student from Class E in the ranked match... Viktor, was it?”
“Is he really in Class E? He doesn’t seem like someone who should be stuck in a lower-ranked class...”
“I was wondering about that too. How could they admit someone like him into Class E?”
“I asked a professor who supervised the entrance exam. They said there hadn’t been a grading mistake or anything.”
“What? Then he really was only as strong as Class E’s top student when he enrolled?”
Viktor, a Class E student, had overwhelmed the top student of Class B.
Of course that caught everyone’s attention.
The students traded stories about Viktor, each raising their own questions.
“They said... his overall stats are E-rank, right?”
“Oh, right. I heard that rumor too.”
“It’s true. I was watching from behind when they measured his stats.”
“What?! I thought that was obviously nonsense...!”
According to his overall stat evaluation, Viktor was E-rank.
And yet, throughout his ranked match against Caitlin, he controlled the entire situation without suffering so much as a scratch.
“Wait... doesn’t E-rank overall stats mean he’s weaker than most ordinary people?”
“He beat the top student of Class B with a body like that? What kind of monster is he...?”
“Come to think of it, they said he doesn’t use magic at all, right?”
“Huh? Is that true? I saw him use something like short-range teleportation now and then in his last match.”
“Idiot. How could someone with E-rank mana sensitivity use magic? That probably wasn’t magic either.”
“If it wasn’t magic, what was it?”
“Who knows... If there’s any possibility, maybe it’s sorcery? Some obscure folk sorcery that isn’t generally known.”
“But even if he’s good at sorcery, is it really possible to overwhelm Class B’s top student with such terrible base stats...?”
“I don’t know about that either...”
“Where did someone like that even come from...?”
Viktor had rapidly risen to become Grandia Academy’s newest superstar.
At the same time, a rumor began spreading quickly among the students.
“I heard Class A plans to recruit him soon?”
“They say he’s already going through the process to move up a class.”
“Well... it makes no sense for someone like him to stay in Class E.”
“I heard some professors have their eyes on him too. Apparently, some even want him as their personal teaching assistant.”
Rumors said Viktor would soon be recruited into Class A.
After all, he had shown that he could overwhelm Caitlin, so he certainly had the qualifications.
Several Class A officers had already voiced their desire to bring him in...
“I’m jealous. His value is practically shooting through the roof.”
“He looks strong enough to reach at least the middle ranks of Class A.”
“Ugh, why doesn’t anything like that happen to me...?”
His actions after the ranked match also became a hot topic.
Several Class B students had often picked fights with Class E.
The day after the ranked match ended, Viktor went straight to them and took them down one by one.
“I heard he completely crushed their spirits too.”
“What...? Is that even possible? He wiped out all of Class B by himself?”
“It wasn’t exactly a fight. More like he straightened them out? I think they had some kind of agreement among themselves. If Caitlin lost the ranked match, they’d all grovel before Viktor...”
“Why would they make a promise like that?”
“Did they ever think she’d lose?”
“Fair enough.”
Viktor gave the Class B students the following orders.
“Beyblade,” where they had to do headspins and crash into each other.
“Sonic Play,” where they had to move by forward-rolling instead of walking.
“Energy Blast Play,” where they had to fly thirty meters whenever Viktor brought his hands together.
It was truly a vicious form of revenge.
“Think the Class B kids will keep their heads down now?”
“Serves them right! Honestly, it annoyed me how they’d walk past while taking subtle digs at everyone.”
“They said the Class E students treat their top student like their big brother. Now I finally understand why.”
“Exactly. When I heard he made them pull rickshaws, I thought he was insane... but I guess he’s a pretty loyal guy.”
“Isn’t that cool even from a guy’s perspective? He took the chance to clean up all the people who had been bullying his classmates.”
“Yeah. Honestly, I don’t think it counts as gay if it’s Viktor.”
“That’s not it, you fucking idiot.”
Viktor was the hottest topic around.
Grandia Academy remained noisy for an entire week.
* * *
One week after the ranked match.
I spent a bothersome week under all that attention.
“Student Viktor.”
After my ranked match with Caitlin ended, I received invitations from all over the place.
“Could we have a word?”
“Ah... Professor Cloburn.”
“You know who I am. That makes this easier.”
Faculty members approached me several times a day.
Every one of them asked whether I had any interest in becoming a graduate student.
Even if not as a personal teaching assistant, they seemed to want to cultivate me as either a regular assistant or a promising student.
“There’s something I’d like to propose to you.”
“A proposal? What sort of proposal could you make to an ordinary student like me...?”
“Have you ever considered studying sorcery in greater depth?”
“...”
“If you’re willing, I’d like to recruit you into our laboratory.”
“Recruit me...?”
Well, I had taken such bizarre actions up to this point.
The faculty had probably never seen a student like me before, so it made sense that they were interested.
They likely wanted to make me an assistant, keep me nearby, and observe me.
“Our laboratory has been short-handed lately. If I find a decent student, I’ve been thinking of taking them on as a disciple...”
Professors had their eyes on me.
This was already the seventh offer I had received today.
Whenever it happened, all I could do was give an awkward smile.
“I’m very grateful for the offer, but... for now, I’d like to focus solely on my studies.”
“Oh, come now. If you become my assistant, I can make sure you receive good grades too.”
“I still feel that I have a lot to improve on.”
“Tch, is that so...?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Not at all. I seem to have put too much pressure on you. If there’s another opportunity later, let’s speak again.”
The old professor looked deeply reluctant to let it go.
He turned away after saying we could talk again later.
He even smacked his lips as if he regretted it.
I felt a little sorry for him, but I couldn’t accept the offer.
‘Because I already have a position waiting for me.’
Javert’s personal teaching assistant.
It was the position she had promised me after the incident where we caught the informant.
‘I should announce this soon, too.’
Once it was announced, I figured these recruitment offers would die down.
It wasn’t exactly pleasant having to reject people every time.
I’d have to discuss it with Javert soon.
‘Well... it doesn’t feel bad, either.’
So many people wanted me.
They were interested in my achievements and actions.
That was what it meant for my value to rise.
Of course, I shouldn’t get too caught up in that sense of satisfaction...
‘Not that I’m the kind of person who would.’
I shook off my stray thoughts and walked down the main building street.
Whoooosh.
It was already early summer, and a warm breeze swept through the fresh green leaves that had begun to emerge.
As I savored that brief moment of leisure, the girls walking beside me made a fuss.
“V-Viktor...!”
A black-haired girl peeked her head out.
Alice was holding out a booklet to me.
“You were on the front page of the academy newspaper again today, Sir Viktor!”
“Miss Alice.”
Her eyes sparkled.
Poorly cut newspaper clippings had been pasted into a notebook.
It contained every article from the past week.
“Oh... It seems you’ve clipped and saved only the parts where I appeared.”
“Eek.”
“You went to such great lengths to collect all this.”
“Ah... y-yes. I wanted to sh-show you...”
The girl’s face quickly turned red.
Her light-blue eyes wandered aimlessly, which was rather cute.
As I watched her reaction, Ranne, who had been hovering nearby, added a comment as well.
“That’s amazing! As expected of Sir Viktor!”
“You’re overestimating me. How should I put it? It feels a little burdensome too.”
“You’re being too humble! Even in Class A, more and more people are saying we should recruit Sir Viktor!”
“H-Haha...”
I gave an embarrassed laugh.
‘Maybe I’ve become too famous...’
Still, this was actually a good thing.
I had plans for the future.
For those plans, it would be better to make as much of a name for myself within the academy as possible.
‘I... plan to devour this entire academy.’
All the noisy things I had done until now.
Every one of them led toward a single plan.
Soon, a bright red wind of reform would blow through Grandia Academy.
“Hehe.”
I smiled in anticipation.
As I walked along as if I were taking a stroll, my feet eventually reached their destination.
The B Main Building.
“Now then... how should I torment them today?”
This was where the Class B students spent their days.
Humming to myself, I threw open the classroom door.
Perhaps because of my unannounced visit, several students seated inside jumped in surprise.
“It’s good to see you again today, everyone!”
Ignoring them, I strode into the classroom.
My unhesitating steps stopped at the farthest corner, at the seat where a yellow-haired girl sat.
Caitlin Lettus, the top student of Class B.
She was also the girl who had become my lackey after that Slave Bet.
“Miss Caitlin! I’m here!”
“...”
I cheerfully greeted her.
The girl looked quite shocking.
She was trembling in her seat with a red collar around her neck.
“Oh, you wore it properly.”
“...”
“Miss Caitlin?”
“...”
“Miss Gaytlin.”
“...”
“Answer me.”
“...”
Despite my persistent calls, the girl kept her lips firmly shut.
Left with no choice, I gently tugged the end of the leash.
Yellow hair flowed softly over her healthy bronze skin.
A sweet scent unique to girls her age drifted toward me, and Caitlin soon faced me directly.
“Miss Caitlin.”
“...”
Her face had turned red enough to burst, likely from shame.
Naturally, I had no intention of going easy on her.
I tapped the collar and spoke.
This was what we had agreed upon.
It was a binding promise, based on a duel and an oath.
According to Grandia Academy’s rules, a student who broke such an agreement could receive anything from demerit points to expulsion.
“Miss Caitlin.”
“...”
“Do you want to get expelled?”
“You fucking perverted bastard...”
“Ah-ah, that’s not right.”
I stopped her growling.
How dare a Pokémon rebel against this Pokémon Master when she was nothing but a Pokémon?
“What did I say? I told you to add something whenever you answer, didn’t I?”
“Shut... up...”
“Miss Caitlin?”
“...”
“Expulsion.”
“...Fuck.”
“This is your last chance.”
The girl’s shoulders trembled as she lowered her head.
I called to her in a bright voice.
“Now then, Miss Caitlin?”
“Pi...”
“Hmm?”
“Pi, Pik...”
“I can’t hear you.”
In the end, Caitlin blurted out her answer.
“P-Pika...☆ Pikachu...!”
Steam practically poured from above her head.
As though she had done well, I rubbed her head affectionately.
“Good job, good job!”
“Ghk... fugg...”
Ah-ah.
What kind of Pokémon swore?
“Expulsion?”
“Pika... Pikachu...”
“Good job, good job!”
Crackle.
Sparks flew from between her tightly clenched fists.
Caitlin bit her lip hard.
“Pika...”
That wasn’t the cry of an ordinary Pikachu.
It was the scream of humiliation from a tanned, blonde delinquent girl.
“Ugh...!”
“Aww, how pretty!”
Gotta do what I gotta do.
She had the nerve to talk shit and then lose?
I was going to make your academy life fun.
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