He was still sleeping even after they poured water on him.
“Oiiii, wake up.” Xavier’s words did not reach Min-Jun in the slightest.
“... Mother? Why are….you..” the guy mumbled.
Every other student was giggling at the guy in deep sleep until a powerful archmage walked in the room.
“Shut up, the instructor is here.”
..It was Atruse Servela. She looked at the sleeping boy. She tried to hide her grin and sighed. She walked on the steps leading to the desks and towards Min-Jun.
“... Min-Jun, wake up.”
Min-Jun shifted his sleeping position a little bit before sleep-talking. “Sorry… mo..ther….” He slowly opened his eyes.
He woke up to Xavier glaring and Madam Servela looking at him with the same melancholic expression.
“Huh? Class already started?” He slept longer than he expected.
‘The dream I had just now was a bit traumatizing. I hope I never experience it again,’ he thought.
[The illness, ‘??? Lv. ???’ is waiting eagerly.]
Madam Servela stepped back to the stand at the front of the class and picked up a stack of papers.
“Yes. It has already started, Min-Jun. Please stay awake for the lesson. I will be passing out the test results for the magic retake-test as I talk.”
He almost forgot about that.
The instructor walked back to the steps and started handing out paper.
“In about ten minutes, the bell will ring and the first portion of the strength test and etcetera will be held on the academy’s training field. Since we are class A, we will start the test before other classes.”
…
‘Yay…’ Park Min-Jun celebrated unenthusiastically in his head. ‘How nice, I received the results. Mm, let’s see..’
- Overall Rank: 258th place in Adolescent Year 4 Students.
The sentence was underlined with a thick streak.
Two hundred fifty-eight was an extremely low rank. There were a total of three hundred seniors in this academy, and the capacity for seniors was still exactly three hundred. Expulsions occurred, so the number of seniors probably dropped down by a lot. The same could go for every other class.
- Magic compatibility: [Void]
“Ah.”
On the last time he received this paper, half of it was filled with information about magic and advice on how to better your magic. It probably said “[Void]” since something weird happened when he placed my hand on the magic crystal orb two days ago.
- Knowledge exam results: 84.7%
- Strength exam results: [To be determined.]
- ★ The strength exam will be held later and results shall be displayed publicly to boost competitive spirits.
“H-hey, Min-Jun?”
‘..Who was calling for me now?’
“Yes?”
“I bought this gift for you..” a girl I’ve never seen before handed me a small ointment. “Feel better soon!”
Park Min-Jun took it from her palms. “Uh, okay. Thanks.”
She giggled happily and skipped back to her friends.
He was suspicious of the girls. The girls were probably pulling another prank on him, he thought.
‘It will never happen again since I know too well. I have been tricked by women way too many times.’ Park Min-Jun sighed. ‘..Agh, I’m so pitiful. When will life get any better? If only life were…’
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He suddenly stopped pitying himself. Something finally hit him.
Ever since he arrived back, people have been way too nice, or at least nicer to him than before. The only thing that had a problem with him was his health.
‘Did the school become stricter on respect, or are the students plotting something?’
A voice interrupted his train of thought. “Park Min-Jun! Hey! We have the same second class.”
Was it just him, or was everyone trying to approach him today?
“How do you know my name?”
“You’re actually a hot topic in gossip, that’s how I knew.. Oh, sorry. My name is Zero.” Zero smiled. “Remiola Zero.”
“Are you new here? I don’t…” Before Park Min-Jun finished his statement, he remembered.
He was quite literally gone for two years, of course there would be faces he would have recognized.
“Hm? No, I enrolled last year. I’m not considered a new student.”
Park Min-Jun nodded upon hearing that.
[‘Strong Migraine Lv.7’ is activating!]
Park Min-Jun groaned a little before reaching into his pockets. “..Urgh.” He then took the small pink bottle he received from the Head Nurse and popped two pills in his mouth.
[‘Strong Migraine Lv.7’ has gone down a level!]
[‘Strong Migraine Lv.6’ is being suppressed.]
“... You alright?”
‘No. Do I look ‘good’ to you? … ah.’ Park Min-Jun realized that he did it again...He thought instead of talking. That was a habit hard to get rid of.
“No, I’m ill.”
“How are you going to participate properly in the strength test?”
“I don’t know,” he looked at Instructor Atruse Servela with an empty expression, his eyes half-way hidden under his hair. “Maybe they’ll excuse me or something.”
The first quarter bell rang for class A seniors after Remiola Zero and Min-Jun finished conversing. The strength examination has started.
“We’re heading to the school gym.”
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*
There were a few guys who were strong enough to break the gym equipment. The examiners used magic dumbells that were size-adjustable to test our muscle strength. They set a spell that prohibited magic activation when touching the dumbell.
“Park Min-Jun, you’re up.”
“Yes, sir!”
…
His maximum was on average, twenty pounds for each lift-type exercise, and five times for each non-lift. His grip strength was five pounds.
‘Was I that weak before…’ Park Min-Jun felt defeated.
*
Strength, magic, wits and etcetera tests were typically boring and would end quickly. The academy wasn’t as exciting as the common people’s expectations. It was merely a normal schooling building that had high quality stuff and taught a little more advanced subjects. ..I’m glad that at least the school system was normal. But like every other place that gets filled with nobility and royal blood, the academy is a battleground of politics and diplomacy.
I was one of the unfortunate guys with shit family finance, so the enrolling nobles looked down on me, though school rules always prohibited discrimination.
Talking about discrimination, I almost forgot about my plans when I first came here. I should try to befriend a lot of people, and find a way to cure my unknown illness or be strong without magic. I observed the gym and saw all types of different people. There were buff, jacked up guys bigger or the same size as Vervillia Xavier, and some slim.
Hold on. Vervillia Rose was standing in the middle of the line? Rose is a princess of the Royal family. She’s one year younger than Xavier and had red hair, just like him. I forgot her name when I just arrived and was idling around at the magic ranking test. For some reason, I felt like she’d never grow any taller. Vervillia Rose was short as a ten-year-old.
Students from Madam Servela’s class were told to wait outside when they finished the examination for a class activity. I was leaning on the entryway’s pillar—sitting on the ground like a delinquent.
Yawn.. I’ve waited for more than twenty minutes. Where is our instructor? Whatever, I’m going to take a nap.
…
“Hey, you.”
I woke up. Why was a little girl standing in front of me?...she looks royal.
“...Me?”
“Yes, you. Aren’t you the guy everyone else was talking about?”
Ah, so rumors have already spread.
“Possibly.”
“How did you do that? Two days ago, I mean…–can you teach me? I want to be strong too!”
This made me feel a little special and lucky due to the rank of people who approached me. Compared to them, I was a nobody.
I chuckled. “Kukuku.. KUEKHUEK....ACK!” I started to cough, too.
“...”
How come she looked disgusted and irritated? It’s nearly impossible to control coughs.
Anyway, that was Vervillia Rose asking. She wanted to learn tricks from me? According to what I heard from Madam Servela, my magic was technically malfunctioned and cursed. It was apparently affecting my health, too.
Well, at this point, I couldn’t just stay silent. “Sorry. Can’t teach you.”
“Why? But I-”
“Gotta go.” I strided away.
I had to reunite with my voucher, Atruse Servela. I felt bad omen when Princess Rose approached me. Maybe I was delusional, but it was better safe than sorry. Befriending royalty like Rose and Xavier could wait for now.
Madam Servela had already made arrangements for me to transfer to the swords department to build strength and swordsmanship. Mi-Cha would be so proud of me.
“Park Min-Jun.”
Another person? Are you kidding me..