Jitsu wa Ore, Saikyou deshita? ~ Tensei Chokugo wa Donzoko Sutāto, Demo Ban'nō Mahō de Gyakuten Jinsei o Jōshō-chū!-Chapter 29 - My reputation is soaring

Translator: Black lotus

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My copy has gone on strike. The first day of school was full of unfortunate events. The unfortunate thing was that I was kidnapped by the little Dr. Glasses. Then, I had to listen to her for three hours, it’s pretty traumatic, isn’t it?

Yeah, I’d go on strike as well. That’s what I’d do. Oh, it was me. Well, I can’t help it. But, my withdrawal from school is not good for my dad.

The copy and I discussed the working conditions until nearly dawn, and we finally settled on a four-letter phrase: “One day shift”.

*–(Anyone wondering where the four letters are. These are the ones “一日交代”(ichi-nichi-ko-dai) with its full meaning being the (one day change of representative) )*

Yesterday, it was my copy. So, today it’s me. Ugh, I don’t want to go, I really don’t want to go. The are circumstances require me to go today. I’ve been called out. I heard that I’m going to be questioned about my dispute with the nobleman yesterday. Even though, I’ve done nothing wrong.

So…..

“I’m tired…”

The interrogation, surrounded by ten teachers, lasted an hour. It was better than the little glasses, but it was still exhausting. At any rate, I’m desperate too.

Getting expelled from school due to behavioral problems would get my dad in trouble. Anyway,’I was so desperate, I didn’t know what was going on!’ was what I appealed to them

However…

“It’s amazing, though. You did an amazing job beating that asshole.”

“I’ve been having trouble with his behavior lately. He’s been in and out of some weird meetings.”

“A good medicine for the Marquise’s stupid son, isn’t it? Oh, don’t tell anyone what we just said.”

“Hmm? Your punishment?There is none. There’s no blame upon you.”

“I know you’re the victim of his enticement. It’s clear from the witnesses’ testimony.”

“No one else has been injured and I don’t think it’s over-defense,”

“By the way, do you really have level 2 magic?　I’d better take the measurements again.”

After that, the questions focused on how I defeated the nobleman and how I prevented him from attacking me. I didn’t want them to know about my weird barrier magic, so I was tried letting them pass without knowing.

*–(You might see either barrier or warding, but remember that they are nearly the same and we are just changing them according to the conditions they are used in.)*

I mean, I’d like to be declared a failure and expelled from school, but the teachers seem to be expecting a lot from me.

God damn you, you nobleman.

So, I was finally released and walked around the school. Classes had already started, but the students were still lurking here and there. It’s only the orientation period for us new students, however, the upperclassmen seem to be trying to recruit us for something.

What’s the point of orientation?

I’ll just pick my class choices (since I’m going to drop out of school anyway) and I won’t have to wander around the campus, right?

Not to mention the upperclassmen, even the new students are looking at me with glaring eyes. I don’t want to be solicited or anything, so let’s go home. That’s when I was about to turn on my heel.

“I don’t want to.”

“How could you refuse to see me before we’ve even met? I mean, Hart, do you have an eye in the back of your head?”

I was immediately approached by Professor Tia, aka the little glasses. I refused to see her, but she came around and stood in front of me.

“I’m sorry about yesterday. I’m sorry that I talked too much. So, what do you think? Would you like to join my lab?”

“I don’t see any signs of remorse.”

“Haha, I’m desperate too. If there are no students this year, the survival of the laboratory is in jeopardy again…”

“I don’t want you to get all pissy all of a sudden.”

“Why don’t you come to my lab to talk about it?　We’ve got some good tea leaves. We’ve got some teacakes, too.”

“No, thanks.”

“Don’t say that. I mean, you’re deciding where you are going to affiliate, right? Then, why don’t you just go to my place?”

“Affiliation?”

“What, you didn’t listen to me yesterday? It’s true that your eyes were empty and you only responded with ‘ha’ or ‘ho’.”

Professor Tia cowered her shoulders in a dismissive manner,

“Oh dear.”

“The training room and the lab, don’t you remember those words too?”

“The former totally.”

“Why is the curriculum of this school divided into ‘Knight Course’ and ‘Doctorate Course’?”

“About that topic”

The knight course is a training course for real-world troops. This course trains students to become knights and soldiers who will use magic to fight in the future.

The doctoral course is for researchers. The doctoral course is for research positions. Developing new magic and finding efficient ways to use it.

“The labs are, well, just like that. You’re stuck in your room, working on magic. The same is true at my place. The training room is where you learn how to use and apply magic under a full-time experienced teacher.”

It seems to be a rule that students must belong to a training room or laboratory. However, the degree of freedom is high.

The affiliation can be from one place to another, or even across courses. It is not uncommon for a person who studies magic to belong to a training room for the purpose of improving his or her practical skills. The opposite is also true.

“You sure, you don’t want to be in a lab?”

“I am fine either way.”

“Hmm. You seem to have real world skills. I heard about yesterday’s debacle. You’re pretty good at it. I can’t believe you let that spoiled brat get stretched.”

“I didn’t do it, you know. It looks like someone helped me with it.”

“Really? But, today, it’s all about you. ‘The freshman who got the king’s recommendation gets a big promotion’.”

“What…?”

“Hey, what’s going on? You look like a hellhound who’s had his bait taken away.”

That’s a lot of anger, isn’t it? No, I’m sure I’ll look like a desperate person. Let’s listen to the surroundings for a moment.

“Hey, that’s him, right? The one who beat Master Schneider.”

“I heard he blew him up in one shot.”

“I hear he’s the son of the Earl of Zenphis.”

“Ara, ara, a pretty face you got.”

“Would you like me to take you out to lunch?”

“Oh, there you are. I found you.”

This isn’t good.

Is that why I felt like I was getting a lot of attention earlier? No, that was just, what a way to – I mean, what was the last thing I heard? When I turn my attention to the voices.

Buh-uh!

A stocky young man, like a rugged one, stuck out his fist.

With a flick of my hand, I avoided him and grabbed his wrist, twisting him backwards and pushing him down onto his back and pressing on his stomach.

“What the, all of a sudden?”

“Heh, that’s great, Hart. I’m sorry about that. I thought you could handle it in good time, so I thought I’d just say hello.”

I don’t know who you are, but you’re familiar with me.

“Or have you forgotten? It’s me, Rias.” ƒ𝔯𝗲𝗲𝙬𝒆𝚋𝐧oѵℯl.𝒄𝑜m

Huh, where have I heard that before? I nodded my head and he followed from the side.

“This is Prince Rias, His Royal Highness. Before you’re a celebrity in the royal family, you’re also related to him ?”

What…

Why do you look so different! That little loathsome gangster is now this burly, macho man? I don’t think he inherited the same genes as me. My brother is weird.

“Is there such a need for rough greeting like this, Rias? I beg your pardon, Hart-sama. It’s been a long time.”

I let go of my hand, and the beautiful person who pulled Rius up bowed to me.

“I know. You must be Princess Marianne.”

“How could you forget me and remember my sister?”

That’s because I feel like that beautiful, mature girl will be like this when she grows up. We don’t have the same mother, but even as a step-brother, I am proud of her. Anyway, that’s beside the point.

“Hey, hey, he crushed the prince.”

“The prince who topped the entrance examinations…”

“That was really cool.”

“He is not just any guy.”

“That’s why it’s different. He went easy on him, I’m sure. Right?”

I was the one who resented the fact that I felt like this kind of event that was going to make me feel like I was going to get a lot of credit – and I was resentful.