I Became the Daughter of the Academy’s Villain

<95 - King Crab Apocalypse>

Homeroom time.

In the game, Professor Mahabharata was just a weekly event notification bot that only announced weekly events and then disappeared, but now that the game has become reality, he continued to guide them.

“During the heavy rainfall week, some facilities may be closed due to flooding concerns. Additionally, access to the first floor may become impossible, so depending on water levels, entrance points for each floor will be opened and closed accordingly.”

“I have a question… Which facilities will be closed?”

Cute cat beastfolk Xenia drooped her ears and asked with a gloomy face.

Just like cats hate water, cat beastfolk have a weakness to it as well.

“Assume the training building will be fundamentally unavailable. After all, with so many assignments, you won’t even have the leisure to train.”

“Nyaa… I miss the Grassland Field…”

The sad beast on a rainy day is pitiful.

But it’s okay.

For my eyes, it’s a joy to behold!

“I hate this academy… I can’t even see any game pigeons to hunt, the floor’s a water world, and a Giant King Crab is floating in from the coastline. This is the worst…”

“Xenia, don’t be too gloomy. According to an ancient saying passed down in the Thunderbolt Celestial Divine Church, lightning can strike from a clear blue sky, so life is inherently unlucky.”

“…Where am I supposed to draw strength from that…?”

“Life on earth can easily become ashes with just a pinch of divine lightning. If you think that life is doomed, you can accept whatever hardships come your way.”

“Hyaaaak! Your church’s philosophy is terrifying!”

The not-so-comforting comfort from Nun Nise of the Thunderbolt Celestial Divine Church caused laughter to erupt around.

“Is that how religious folks are?”

“They’re just trying to cheer you up with jokes, right?”

“No. I’m sure they were serious.”

A boy stated seriously.

The surrounding students shot him pointed glares.

“Yeltsin Brownie. Get a grip. Everyone is trying hard to cheer up, and that’s what you say?”

“But I know what I know. At least for myself and Duke Andersen, I’m certain.”

“And who do you think you are?”

“We are students attending the ‘How to Use Divine Magic Without Faith’ class.”

“Oh… that infamous…”

The notorious reputation of the class on extreme experiences versus comfortable learning of faith spread even within the upper class, eliciting sympathy for the two.

Isabel, who had been eavesdropping nearby, suddenly became curious and asked.

“What does Oknodie think about the church?”

“A place to stack prayer spells?”

“Puhuh. What do you mean by that? It’s not wrong, but you learned it strangely.”

“Oh, right. Isabel, if you ever go to the church later, try it at night.”

“What do you mean challenge?”

“If you manage to take the church’s food storage, you’ll fill your cooking handbook with food blessed by divine powers and emergency supplies stocked for disaster relief!”

How great is that?

Veteran players’ tips are so helpful!

“…Oknodie, I’ll make sure to cook meat for dinner today.”

“Wow, really?”

For some reason, Isabel gently patted her shoulder with sorrowful eyes.

If Isabel is sad, she will make meat dishes for dinner.

I mentally noted this new攻略 (攻略 -攻略 – strategies).

I should borrow a collection of stories that would make me cry when I go to the store later.

“Wait, didn’t you just say King Crabs are coming from the coastline?”

“Actually, yeah. Look out the window.”

“Real King Crabs are coming!”

“This is insane. They look so delicious.”

“Can we eat those?”

Churup. A girl with drool at the corners of her mouth blushed and wiped it with her sleeve.

After living a poor life at the academy, a terrestrial King Crab crawling up could easily look like a free meal coming right to you.

But as a student bravely opened the window to approach the King Crab, they found they couldn’t lift their feet off the sill.

“Huh? But why do they keep getting bigger?”

Ignoring perspective and gauging only by visible size, students slowly began to panic.

How could they not?

That is a ‘Giant King Crab’.

A ‘Giant’ prefix could only mean that it’s much larger than an already oversized ‘King Crab’.

Creatures that tear apart the shells of all marine monsters in the overflowing seawater would hardly have ordinary sizes, right?

“Whoa!! Close the window!! Look at the size of those claws. If they bite, we’re dead!!”

“Too disgusting!!!”

“How can a crab be bigger than a large dog?!”

“That’s big enough for a family of four commoners to last a month frozen!!”

Amidst the nobles’ shock, a commoner timidly muttered.

“Commoners don’t even have a freezer to store food at home…”

Isabel cautioned Oknodie.

“Houses with a freezing magic-charmed freezer belong to the middle class. Oknodie, keep this common sense in mind.”

“Why?”

“If you say things like that in front of commoners, you’ll really look unlucky.”

“Ah, I see.”

Isabel and the nobles glared angrily, their eyes narrowed into triangles.

But even angrier than Isabel were the Giant King Crabs, rushing towards the building, and thud struck the window with their claws mightily.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

“King Crab Apocalypse!!!”

“We’re all going to die!!”

Kyaaah!!

“Stop screaming and stack the desks in front of the windows!!”

Uwaaaang!! Mamaaaa!!

In the distance, the screams and cries of lower class students echoed from other classrooms.

As the room grew serious, Professor Mahabharata brightly smiled and said.

“You don’t need to worry. These are protective windows. The magic defense on these windows means they’ll never break.”

Clank Clank Clank.

Ding!

Before the professor’s words could finish, there was a sound of something falling off, followed by the clattering of Giant King Crab’s legs on the ceiling.

“Oh, the ventilation duct.”

So it’s the windows that have the protective magic?

Seeing the students’ pale faces, the professor cheerfully spoke.

“You don’t have to take it too seriously; the seniors will handle it if you leave it be. Many seniors prefer hunting if there’s prey available to save their points.”

The homeroom class ended in a chaotic atmosphere, but the students’ primary concern was, of course, the Giant King Crab that had infiltrated through the ventilation duct.

*

The Dragon Principal looked down at the professors who had barged into his principal’s office.

The professors whose lectures had been disturbed were in a furious rage, not caring to hold back at all.

“Principal! What kind of wrongdoing is this? Today is the day for the third years to do magic broom flying practice, and you’ve worsened the weather so dramatically!”

“Learning Fire Spiritology is also being hindered. The fire demon we captured yesterday is pee-peeing and whining wildly inside!”

“Our Gardening Arts class is also… Wait. When a fire hound pees, does it come out with water or fire?”

“It comes out as liquid flames.”

“Oh, that’s fascinating. Anyway, our Gardening Arts class is difficult to proceed with due to the King Crabs invading the garden.”

-So, what do you want?

“Take responsibility and resolve this situation!”

“Make the rain stop quickly.”

“Return all the King Crabs to the sea!”

The principal’s dragon face twisted into the sulky expression of a petulant seven-year-old.

-I’m aware of your hardships.

-So, let’s do this.

The principal proposed a solution.

-Let’s have a day off.

“No, that means you’ll be stealing our weekend!”

-If you wish to be called the best in your field, you must endure and overcome adversity, or take a day off and substitute with other classes. Shouldn’t you all know at least this much?

Because of the principal’s underhanded rationality, the professors stormed out of the principal’s office, grumbling.

After finishing the homeroom class, Professor Mahabharata chuckled as he watched the departing professors.

“Principal, you’re going too far.”

-That’s what I hear every week. No matter what I do, a few will always raise a ruckus.

Then why not just remove the special week?

Mahabharata thought silently.

Knowing the principal’s petty nature, there would be no advantage in verbalizing such an idea.

-Consider this. Look how pitiful the freshmen, who are growing up starving without points!

-As it happens, the Giant King Crabs are coming up to the coastline at spawning time; they must be delicious. I had a couple of their shells split open yesterday, and they were the perfect food thief.

-The kids need to eat stuff like this to grow up.

“Oh. Such compassionate intent.”

As the King Crab warning was raised due to the abundance of King Crabs, the principal’s way of showing mercy was to douse the land with increasingly heavy rain, making it easier to catch King Crabs on land.

‘Somehow, I don’t think the students will appreciate that.’

But if there’s a student who could be worked like a slave by a professor, there’s bound to be guardians for the dragons as well.

There was a fear that upending the principal’s mood might lead to receiving missions like “[Collecting Claw of the Hyper Giant King Crab Sleeping in a Deep Sea Pit].”

“Indeed, the principal is a true person of character! A compassionate principal willing to ensure students can hunt King Crabs for every meal won’t be found in any academy in the world!”

Except for the fact that the Giant King Crabs are itching to eat the students and that most of the students are weaker than the Giant King Crabs.

Well, maybe the principal thought he was showing kindness.

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