The Mob Character Who Woke Up!-Chapter 77: History Class!

Kaizen laughed awkwardly and told Leo, who had his hand firmly planted on his shoulder with that signature goofy smile that could probably cure depression, "Yeah sure, sounds great."

Leo bounced on his feet like a caffeinated squirrel who had just discovered espresso existed and decided to consume the entire pot.

As Kaizen climbed towards the raised steps to the middle of the classroom, he felt every single pair of eyes in the room tracking his movement like security cameras in a jewelry store.

Especially Klaus's red eyes, which were boring into the back of his skull for some mysterious reason that Kaizen absolutely did not want to investigate.

But he had genuinely accepted the fact that he desperately needed these people to survive in this death trap of an academy.

Having lived through all sorts of absolute bullshit in the past two days, and just earlier experiencing Lance's completely unprovoked attack that could have killed him, he had come to the conclusion that he was going to use every single bit of help he could possibly get his hands on.

Lance was just the beginning villain in this story. The story was still in the early introduction phase where the tutorial boss appeared.

There would be so many more villains showing up later, and given his cursed negative five luck stat that actively hated him, he would definitely be needlessly dragged into the middle of every single conflict.

Without help he would be dead within a month maximum.

So if the main character wanted to be his best friend, then so be it. If a literal demon wanted to be his roommate and protector, then so be it.

He was going to survive this hellhole academy anyway, by any means necessary.

He resolved this firmly in his mind as he sat down in the desk beside the ADHD child.

Leo immediately leaned over and whispered with way too much enthusiasm.

"So I was just telling everyone about the time I defeated a bear with my bare hands! It was so cool! The bear was like roar and I was like bam!"

Kaizen just silently nodded without saying anything at all, keeping his face carefully neutral.

Leo noticed the unusual silence and the complete lack of the usual excited questions or sarcastic comments.

"You okay? You look like you swallowed something weird."

Just then, before Kaizen could respond with the truth about his health, the professor entered the room. Bad timing indeed, but he decided to wait.

She walked in with a business-like stride, looking easy going but simultaneously stern, like she could be your cool aunt who bought you video games or your executioner depending entirely on her mood that day.

Everyone instantly went silent and stood up in synchronized panic.

"Sit down," she said simply without any ceremony.

Everyone sat immediately.

She climbed up to the podium with practiced ease and adjusted the papers in her hands with the efficiency of someone who had done this a thousand times.

"Good morning. My name is Professor Thalia Morgrave. I am an A-Rank mage and I will be your History professor for this academic year."

A student in the front row whispered to his neighbor, "An A-Rank teaching first years? That's insane. Isn't that overkill?"

"I heard she killed a dragon with her bare hands," another student whispered back with awe.

"I heard she dated a dragon and then killed it."

"Wait, that's the same dragon she killed?"

"Yeah, apparently he cheated."

"Brutal."

Professor Morgrave continued without acknowledging the whispers that were spreading like wildfire.

"We will not be doing roll call because anyone who willingly misses a class at Zenith Academy, where millions upon millions of desperate people try to enter every year and fail, can clearly afford to waste their own time and money on being idiots."

She paused for dramatic effect, letting that brutal statement sink into everyone's brains.

"Let me be absolutely clear about something. Even the children of SS-Rank heroes do not skip classes here. Those who do are either so loaded with money and resources that they are only attending for social clout and networking, or they simply do not care about becoming heroes at all.

"Either way, they will fail my class specifically, and I will not waste my precious breath on remembering their names."

The entire classroom was dead silent, everyone understanding her words perfectly and probably reconsidering their life choices.

A student near the window whispered to his friend, "She's scary."

"She's hot though."

"She's both and that's confusing me."

"That's definitely my type."

"Shut up before she hears you and murders us."

Professor Morgrave's head turned slowly toward the whisperers like a horror movie ghost, and they immediately straightened up and stopped breathing.

"Now then. Class 1-A is not your actual competitive class. Your real class is your department of elemental magic. You will be competing against other departments within your magic stream for rankings, resources, and prizes that actually matter for your future careers."

Kaizen felt a sharp pain stab through his heart like a knife.

Competing against others meant he would be ranked at the absolute lowest of the low since, well, for one thing he had pitiful F talent, not F minus but F, and more importantly, his department literally had only him as a student! One person. Solo. Alone. A department of one.

And even worse, his department was basically useless for combat unless he somehow became an S-Rank, which statistically would take literal decades of grinding!

He sighed in complete defeat.

Leo side-eyed him with genuine concern like a worried puppy.

Kaizen just sharpened his gaze and stared straight ahead at the chalkboard.

Leo looked away awkwardly.

Professor Morgrave continued with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Also, I must note that after many years of absolutely zero enrollment, the strangest thing has actually happened this year. A student has actually joined the Axiomancy department."

The entire classroom erupted in shocked murmurs and gasps.

"Wait, someone chose Axiomancy? Like, on purpose?"

"Is that even a real department anymore?"

"I thought they shut that down years ago."

"Who would be that monumentally stupid?"

"Probably some rich kid doing it for the meme and social media clout."

"Their parents must be so disappointed."

Kaizen cringed so hard his soul actively tried to leave his body through his pores. It was him. These students will chew him alive, if they know it is him!

Leo side-eyed him again, this time with genuine confusion spreading across his face.

Kaizen stared straight ahead with laser focus, refusing to acknowledge anything happening around him.

The student sitting next to Leo, a guy with spiky brown hair and too much confidence, leaned over and whispered loudly enough for half the class to hear,

"Yo, who is the absolute idiot who joined Axiomancy? I gotta know!"

Leo side-eyed Kaizen one more time, then turned to the student and said with a perfectly straight face, "No idea man. Absolutely no clue at all."

Kaizen wanted to shrink down into his chair and sleep forever in a hole.

A girl sitting behind them whispered to her friend, "I bet they drop out by the end of the month."

"I bet they drop out by the end of the week when they realize."

"I bet they cry themselves to sleep tonight."

Kaizen heard every single word and died a little inside.

Some awkward silence fell as Professor Morgrave waited patiently for the whispers to die down completely.

Then she asked the class with a neutral expression, "Does anybody here know why History is your very first subject this year instead of combat training or elemental magic?"

Immediately, many students raised their hands enthusiastically like overachievers, including Princess Rina, who raised hers with elegant confidence that suggested she knew everything.

Professor Morgrave looked across the sea of raised hands.

Then she looked directly past all of them as if they were completely invisible.

"Anybody at all?"

Kaizen mentally screamed in frustration, 'Bruh, she clearly just wants to say it herself! This is obviously a trap! Put your hands down!'

A brave student in the middle row couldn't take the suspense anymore and loudly blurted out, "Professor! Me! I know the answer!"

Professor Morgrave slowly turned to look at him with a cold, stern expression that could physically freeze lava into solid ice.

The student immediately felt the temperature in the room drop by ten degrees.

"Do you really know the answer, or are you just guessing?" she asked in a dangerously quiet voice that promised pain.

The student, seeing her genuinely scary expression that suggested violence, immediately panicked and stammered, "Uh, actually, no. No I do not know. I was just excited."

He quickly put his hand down and tried his absolute best to become one with his chair.

Professor Morgrave nodded slowly with satisfaction.

"Since nobody apparently knows, I will say it myself."

She continued in a slow, threatening manner glaring at the student who raised his hand, this made several students visibly sweat.

The brave student from before retracted his hand even further down and physically shrunk in his seat until he was practically horizontal.

'Man, she's genuinely terrifying but I kind of respect the energy.'

Leo whispered quietly, "Why is she staring at him like she wants to murder him?"

"Because he interrupted her dramatic moment and teachers hate that," Kaizen whispered back with experience.

Professor Morgrave continued her lecture.

"History is your first subject because to hold a better future in your hands, you must first learn from the past and its countless mistakes. Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it like idiots.

"And in our world specifically, repeating history means dying to the same demons, same tactical mistakes, and same arrogance that killed your predecessors in horrible ways."