High School Seniors Transferred To Another World

“What’s wrong? Didn’t you say that you would ask the professor to switch?”

“I did… Please take good care of me throughout this semester.”

Her smile threatened to crumble at his laughter.

‘Hopefully, there will be no problems… I’ve been given medicine, and it’s not like I will be seeing Jihoo for the rest of my life, right? Maybe I’ll be better off sticking with him.’

“The theme of the first group activity is ‘Speaking with regard for the opposite sex’!”

Amer couldn’t concentrate on the professor’s words because every time she looked at Jihoo, she would have to desperately suppress the scenes from her vivid dreams which were brought to the forefront of her mind.

**

Magic was alluring.

Magic, an art that used mana as fuel to realise the caster’s will into the world, provided wizards with a new function of their body beyond just the limbs.

The potential difference between a magician and a non-magician was literally the difference between heaven and earth.

Learning magic was not that different to the theory of ‘evolution’ in a way.

Just as the difference in ‘intelligence’ separated man from beast, creating a vast and insurmountable gap between the two, different human beings, classified as magical or non-magical, were clearly divided into the ranks of superiority and inferiority in terms of their ability to change the world.

That was why I loved magi to bits.

Of the characteristics of the [Heaven] Attribute which I had discovered during my prior study at the Imperial Palace! I knew that I had been endowed with all sorts of magical aptitudes.

[Fire] Attribute awakened individuals were able to handle ‘Fireball’ better, while [Water] Attribute awakened handled ‘Waterjet’ magic better. 

However, I could skillfully manipulate both spells as I wished.

If one were to build a pyramid for people, ranking them on their magical talents, I would be right at the top.

Now, however, I wanted to build up my skills as quickly as possible. 

However, the curriculum of the first semester of the first year at the academy was only classes focused on boring theories and boring liberal arts knowledge. 

We would only come to learn new spells next semester.

So the way I had chosen to go about realising my wishes was through clubs.

I joined the ‘Magic Research Club’, which was a subsidiary of the ‘Magic Research Club Alliance’. 

This was a place where students aimed to learn as many magics as possible. 

During club time, one would embark on the process of discovering, acquiring, and conquering new magic, a cycle continually repeated.

From there, as a magician, I would soar toward a higher realm.

Likewise, the ‘Magic Development Club’, which was also a subsidiary of the parent alliance, and which focused on research and development of new magics, looked interesting, but such activities could be done at the research institute where I would soon be joining as an intern.

As Hye-rin was aspiring to be a knight, she applied for a club called ‘Chivalry Training’ where she could practice her swordsmanship. 

I hadn’t asked Minho yet what he was planning to do, but Ayeong seems to have confirmed her joining the ‘cooking department’.

Jihye joined the ‘Sorcery Club’ under the ‘Magic Research Club Alliance’. 

Her [Death] Attribute specialised in casting specific spells, especially of the curses class, so it was an excellent choice.

Although she and I belonged to the same alliance, we were a part of different clubs.

From now on, she would be meeting and interacting with various people in a place where I was not.

Reflecting on that fact, I visited Jihye’s room with Ireina.

“Welcome! Come! Come!.”

“Oh, so this is your room. It’s cleaner than I thought. You didn’t just clean it because I came, did you?”

“What… I mean, how did you know? Hehe.”

In the academy’s commoner dormitory, there was no clear divide between the men’s and women’s areas. 

Also, the rules were quite lax, so there was no issue with me entering Jihye’s room late in the evening.

Since she and I lived in the same building, the layout of her room was exactly the same as mine. 

She had a living room and kitchen, and a large bedroom and a small bedroom. 

She would have taken the large bedroom for herself, just like me, and would have given the smaller one to the maid.

Maid, huh?

We eventually sat side by side on the sofa in the living room. 

Jihye’s maid took some fruits from the kitchen and began to peel them. 

And I spoke to the person I had never interacted with before.

“Did you say your name was... Anna?” 

“That’s right.”

“How old are you?”

“I’m twenty years old.”

The well-groomed brown-haired maid answered politely. 

I looked at her carefully.

She had clear skin without any blemishes, fine features, and long eyelashes. 

She was a beautiful woman that would not have been a common sight on Earth. 

Unfortunately, her figure was concealed by the thick maid’s uniform, so I couldn’t make much headway in that department.

But she gave me the impression that she would carry out all of her tasks very well. 

She appeared to be a woman who was sincere, skilled, and did her best in whatever she worked on…

Anna was a slave to Jihye. 

Over the past few months, Jihye and Anna had built their own bond by sleeping, waking, and living in the same space.

It was doubtful whether this ‘bond’ was appropriate given one of the participants being my possessions.

“Jihye, can I ask for you for something?” 

“Yes! Of course! What is it?”

On Earth, there was only me around Jihye. 

And this was always the case, repeated day after day, with her parents abroad. 

For years we studied at the same schools and academies, ate at the same restaurants, and studied in the same reading rooms.

But not now. 

Currently, there was also Anna by Jihye’s side.

If we compared the total amount of time we spent together, I would naturally have an overwhelming advantage, but if we only looked at the last few months, Anna would also not lose out so easily.

“I was thinking of borrowing your stuff for a while.” 

“Ooh, take anything!”

She was a woman who couldn’t be without me. 

She was a woman who would do anything I asked of her. 

She was a woman who would commit suicide because she would not be able to stand the loneliness if I were to abandon her.

It was a thoroughly unfair and dependent relationship. 

It was more than I could have hoped for.

I was all there was for Jihye. 

Certainly until a few months ago at least.

But I was not sure anymore because there was now a variable called Anna. 

I was assuming that nothing much had changed.

No one other than me should have existed in her world. 

That was why I was going to put Jihye to the test. 

“I want to do it with Anna. Can I do it?”

I thought, as I looked at Ireina, who furrowed her eyebrows, Anna, who was frozen with a fruit knife in hand, and Ji-hye, who tilted her head because she did not understand what I meant for a moment—

‘Don’t hesitate. I want you to give me the answer you know I want. That way, neither you nor I will have to be rehabilitated...’

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