There Is No Spring in the Stolen Field

19. Homeroom teacher

The appearance of the man who stopped Seria and Luna’s fight was the most shocking scene since I entered the academy.

His movements, which he showed briefly, were overwhelming in strength, speed, and accuracy to be said to be human.

I couldn’t help but be amazed.

My classmates also reacted similarly. If you have the right discernment. You could have known that the real monster was that man.

The man sighed deeply and spoke in a soft voice.

“In our class, fighting is prohibited except for formal sparring. Do you understand?”

Seria and Luna, who were trying to show their true feelings, were surprised by the man’s appearance, but as if their excitement was broken, each turned around and returned to their positions.

“My name is Luke, who has been in charge of class 1 from today. Please take good care of me.”

The homeroom teacher was wearing only black pants and a white shirt.

What stood out was her messy black hair, as if she had just woken up, and her fairly large silver cross earrings.

Luke. It was a name I had never heard of.

That fact was very upsetting. A person of such skill could not help but be known to the world.

If Seria was truly a match for the Duke of Iern, the homeroom teacher would easily beat the Duke of Iern.

In the midst of countless questions about him, he said he would call attendance, and lined up the students in two lines.

“Now, we’ll call our class by their last names. Aren’t you all here to play nobles, right?”

A few people seemed to be in a bad mood, but the homeroom teacher didn’t care.

“No. 1 Seria.”

“yes.”

Seria looked at the homeroom teacher with suspicious eyes. You’re probably thinking the same thing as me.

“Number 2 Luna.”

“yes”

In contrast, Luna looked at him with an interesting look.

In the demon society, strength is an absolute indicator, so I thought that interest in the strong could naturally arise.

“Arin number 3.”

“yes~”

The little boy I met last time. Perhaps today, as if Seria and Luna had been ripped apart, if he had used magic, he would have been arguing whether there was a casting or not.

From the principal’s nagging, she seemed to have heard at first glance that she was the daughter of the mage tower owner. It’s a golden spoon. It’s a golden spoon. very.

The homeroom teacher called each name and checked their faces.

I also looked at the kids every time their names were called, and there were some guys who looked strong no matter who saw them, and there were also kids who wondered what kind of talent they had to become first class.

“No. 12. Sirius.”

“yes.”

The homeroom teacher took a quick look at my face and, unlike others, gave me a one-liner.

“You have the same dark hair as me, but you’re last in class. It’s a shame for black hair.”

I hid my skills during the measurement, but it felt like something had scratched my pride.

And don’t make a strange frame that dark hair must be strong.

“The class will start tomorrow, and does anyone have any questions about me or the future?”

The eyes of the students changed instantly.

You will surely be curious. Me too. what the hell are you doing

A boy named Leo asked the first question.

“Sir. May I ask what you were doing before you came here as a teacher?”

That’s it! that! What I wanted to know!

I am grateful to Leo for correctly pointing out my questions from the beginning.

Maybe we could become good friends.

However, the homeroom teacher did not give a proper answer.

“If you guys keep level 1 until the last semester, then I’ll tell you. Next”

Then, for two and a half years, I was told to hold back even if I was curious, but he seemed unwilling to tell me.

“What’s your specialty, teacher?”

Arin raised his hand in a high-pitched voice and asked.

“This and that are basic, but magic. Next,”

Seria, who had her arms folded, looked at her homeroom teacher and asked an unexpected question.

“Sir. How old are you?”

The homeroom teacher, who remained calm no matter what question he asked, seemed to be taken aback.

“.. Cool… No… Are you curious about something like that, warrior?”

“I was told to ask someone with questions.”

Seria tilted her head.

I also agreed with her response. That’s not a difficult question at all.

“Probably more than you think. Next.”

He didn’t say anything specific again, and moved on.

I wondered if I could use such a suspicious person as an instructor.

It seems that all the other class teachers I have encountered so far have been warriors or wizards from famous families.

As the silence continued, the homeroom teacher told me the direction of his class.

“Class 1 classes are very different from normal classes. I want you to take that into consideration.”

“In fact, your individual skills are very good, probably hard to find in your age group.”

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement.

“However, it is not the friend next to you that you are fighting against. You must keep that in mind. Don’t forget what your end goal is.”

“What I’m going to tell you is not a separate magic or skill. Maybe some of your skills are better than me.”

“Our class will receive instruction focusing on how to fight together in class.”

Everyone had an expression of disgust.

The guys here, including Seria and Luna, seem to be living for their pride, but there was no way they would like it.

However, his words that followed were an offer that the rest of the warriors could not refuse.

“You guys will take turns playing the same group as the warriors at least once. It means that it’s up to you to build personal friendships and see compatibility in battle.”

I didn’t like it, but obviously everyone had to admit that it was an opportunity.

“If there are no more questions, I’ll stop here for today. Let’s meet at the gymnasium 1 by 10:00 tomorrow morning. More than that.”

The homeroom teacher walked away without looking back.

I was smiling because I slept an hour longer than yesterday.

Luna and I returned to the dormitory after class ended earlier than expected.

nap. Today, I was going to take a nap, which had been erased from my life for some time.

Except for one week when Luna passed out due to blood loss, she hadn’t slept during the day for a little over three years.

Excited, I hummed a song.

Luna asked me a question as if she was curious.

“What’s so good about it?”

“Class ended early.”

Soaked in the sense of liberation of this ample free time, even my steps felt lighter.

“Is that so good? Ugh~”

“Yeah. Whatever you say. I love you. I’m happy. It’s thrilling.”

“What are you going to do that you like so much?”

“nap.”

I spoke in a very stern voice even when I thought about it.

Luna asked me once more about my words that were too solemn.

“what?”

“I’m going to take a nap. Me.”

She looked bewildered for a moment, then grinned.

I knew very well what it was like when Luna smiled like that.

ah. Do not laugh. Don’t laugh like that.

After taking a quick look around and confirming that no one was there, Luna sneaked closer and crossed her arms.

“Then Sirius. Shall we spend some cozy time after a long time?”

Betsy Luna, who smiled and acted charmingly, was very enchanting.

But for today, I wanted to spend all my time.

“Sorry. I can’t play with you today.”

Even I thought I was too determined.

I thought I would talk a little softer, but I heard Luna’s voice softly.

“It’s because of him…”

“what?”

“You’re trying to keep your distance from me because of the hero…”

Luna looked at me with a straight face as if she had never laughed.

“It’s not really like that. You know that nothing happened with Seria.”

It was me who passed by talking on the terrace, but it’s not a crime if you don’t get caught.

“…Why are you lying?”

“…Yes…?”

“I’ll give you a chance, just tell me. What did you do with that b*tch, the hero?”

This feeling of stiffening the body. It’s been a while.

Luna’s unique magic. I could feel the contract made in blood tightening my body.

“No really. I didn’t do anything.”

I spoke in a tone of regret as if I was the most innocent victim.

Luna studied my expression carefully and dispelled her unique magic.

“I’ll always stick around, but behave yourself, Sirius.

Ah yes don’t be like that

“The day it catches my eyes that you’re hanging out with a dragon. I won’t stand it.”

She said something terrifying, pointing at the rings on her and mine.

The moment we took off the ring and ran amok here, all the students and teachers at the academy would buy us one point.

It was predestined destruction itself.

There was no way Luna didn’t know that, but seeing her talk this far, it seemed like this was also influenced by my own magic.

It couldn’t be magic, like a double-edged sword.

“Yes, of course. I will disappoint our Luna~”

I tried to hide my fear and smiled.

Luna hugged me as if she was satisfied with my reaction.

“Then let’s go. Take a nap.”

she whispered in my ear

No, but are we sleeping together?

Apparently, my reunion with my pure nap seemed to be postponed.

In fact, Luna and I did take a nap in my room.

Sleeping soundly in my arms, Luna was lovely.

I was expecting a nap alone, but this was good as it was.

I opened my eyes before her and just stared at her without moving.

I was raising my hand and stroking her hair when someone knocked at my room.

“Sirius. Are you inside?”

It was Seria’s voice.

As if the noise was bothering her, Luna frowned even though she was sleeping.

Knock Knock

Oh what to do

“Dog star?”

Knock Knock

Leave it alone if it doesn’t seem… a little…

And another voice calling me with half-closed eyes.

“Umm… Sirius…?”

…I’m an idiot for enjoying my free time.