“Remember everybody, I call you one after another and then you get to have a look at your stats. Nobody else will be able to see anything, so don’t worry. This is just for you to get a basic overview of your abilities.” The professor reminded them once again.
He started calling all the students and, one after another, they got a look at their status window. As they returned to their seats, some of them looked happy and smiled, while others had rather sad and disappointed facial expressions.
“Ok, the next one is miss Pulcha. Please come down here and place one of your hands above the sphere.” Told her the professor.
She did as said, and then a holographic window appeared in front of her eyes. The window had a light blue color and was only visible to herself. The window said:
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· Name: Mira Pulcha
· Title: - Descendant of Freaks
· Race: Human
· Age: 18
· Level: 1
· Occupation: none
· Strength: 39
· MP: 101
· HP: 25
· Skills: none
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Mira was visibly pleased with her stats. Though she had wished for a bit more strength, all in all it seemed as if she possessed at least some kind of talent.
Also, the title [Descendant of Freaks] was already known to her. It was a common occurrence in their family to have that title. They still don’t know how far back in time it goes, but every member of the Pulcha family had this title.
What she didn’t know was, that the appearance of that title goes back around 3000 years. Her ancestor at that time would later become a godly being. And through the upper realms that man would later be known as the [Pervert God]. Thus, the omnipotent being of that time, which was that old man from the beginning of the story, created that title and attached it to the pervert god’s bloodline, as he found it just too amusing.
Anyways, after inspecting her stats, Mira went back to her seat. She was sitting right in the middle between two friends of hers. Both of them had that arrogant, noble lady look on their faces. As Mira sat down, she threw her red hair back with her right hand, once again displaying her arrogance.
Professor Clarus went on with calling the students. It took some time, then the professor finally called Abel.
He did just the same as all the others. Walking down the stairs, holding one hand above the sphere, and then examining his stats.
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· Name: Abel Fortunus
· Title: none
· Race: Human
· Age: 18
· Level: 1
· Occupation: none
· Strength: 130
· MP: 10
· HP: 51
· Skills: none
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It seemed that also he himself, just like Mira was pleased by his stats. Though instead of Mira’s arrogance, he showed some sort of surprised emotions. Personally, he didn’t really think much of his stats. He had expected to have pretty average stats. He did so because in the first place, he had a small inferiority complex toward the nobles. That’s because, in this world, the nobles have everything. Be it money, power or just having high stats. The common folk seemed to be completely powerless against such a force. That’s why he was so happy and surprised after seeing his stats, as it showed him that he was no less important and strong than one of the other nobles in his classroom.
After Abel sat down he looked over to Hiroki, who was also looking back at him. Hiroki raised one of his eyebrows, symbolizing that he wanted to know about the outcome. Abel answered with a few serious nods. Hiroki understood that Abel was happy with his stats, thus he gave him a thumbs up and turned his attention back to the professor.
Now that the professor was nearly finished, he began calling for Hiroki and his friends. The first one was Yasuo. The moment he got called, he looked around nervously, without knowing what to do. One of his new friends had to tell him that he had to walk down to the professor. After doing so, and seeing his stats, he came back. He was confused because he already knew his stats. Yasuo couldn’t do anything with his stats, as he had already forgotten what the professor had previously taught them about the different occupations. That’s because, while the professor was teaching them, he was just staring at the air, lost in his thoughts.
After Yasuo, it was Eichi’s turn.
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· Name: Eichi
· Title: -Otherworlder
-Elf king’s disciple
· Race: Human
· Age: 18
· Level: 1
· Occupation: none
· Strength: 82
· MP: 50
· HP: 70
· Skills: none
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Eichi returned and the next one was Aiko. While Aiko was on his way, Eichi told Hiroki about his stats and that he wanted to try becoming a [Swordmage], as his stats were perfectly fit for that occupation.
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· Name: Aiko
· Title: -Otherworler
· Race: Human
· Age: 18
· Level: 1
· Occupation: none
· Strength: 120
· MP: 40
· HP: 70
· Skills: none
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Just the same as Eichi, Aiko was really happy after his return. He seemed satisfied with his stats, as they allowed him to pursue his dream occupation: [Swordsman].
“Hiroki, please be honest, did you do something with our stats?” asked him Aiko, suspicious about whether Hiroki had sabotaged something yet again.
“Well… maybe I did a little something.”
In fact, Hiroki had searched for his friend’s favorite occupation in their minds and then he adjusted their stats to fulfill their dream.
While he was explaining this to his two friends, the professor called for him. But he didn’t hear it, thus Gaia had to poke him with her elbows.
“Hey darling, it’s your turn now.” She whispered in his ears.
Hiroki quickly stood up and walked toward the professor.
As he came back it was Gaia’s turn. Both of them didn’t take nearly as long as all the others. That’s because they didn’t even open their stats or use the [Status Stone], as they already knew their stats too well.
Last night, before going to bed, Hiroki and Gaia had a talk about how they were going to deal with the whole stat-thing. After a short conversation, they decided that Hiroki would create fake stats for them. This meant, that they would keep all their powers, but if others were to see their stats it would show them the fake ones.
“Ok… wow this took a lot more time than I thought. Today’s lesson is over. Now you have a short lunch break. After the break, please gather on the training grounds, as there your martial arts teacher will be waiting.”
Professor Clarus told them, then he left.