The classroom we were guided to by the instructor was somewhat shabby.
The desks and chairs were barely functional, making them incredibly uncomfortable to sit on.
I see, this is what it means to be in the lower tier.
I put on the badge that was handed out.
Once the students sat down, the instructor stood at the podium and turned to face us.
He looked young, but his hair was completely white.
Must be from stress?
His small glasses suited him oddly well.
“Congratulations on your admission, students. You are the ones who barely managed to get in. I can’t say how many of you will still be here a year from now, but with effort, you can advance to the next level. Do your best.”
After saying that, the instructor looked around.
“My name is Galun Testard. From now on, I will be your guiding instructor. Your advancement will depend on my grading, so remember that well.”
Instructor Galun immediately glanced at me and the girl sitting next to me, Mastema.
“…Ahavain, right? And Mastema, you there—put your feet down.”
I had my feet on the desk because the seat was so uncomfortable.
Mastema was mimicking me.
Even though she had pants on, it was a bit risky with her doing that.
Colgus was desperately trying not to look. Quite the gentleman.
By the way, Lulise, sitting on the opposite side from Mastema, was doing her best to prevent me from putting my feet on the desk.
“It’s rude, of course, but Mastema, that outfit is very problematic for a lady. Given your last name, you must be siblings. Ahavain, you should stop her too. And you should put your feet down as well.”
There’s no point in defying the instructor.
Reluctantly, I put my feet down. I need to get a better chair.
I made Mastema put her feet down too. Oh, she’s floating.
Well, it is uncomfortable.
Lulise had a cushion. She was unnecessarily well-prepared.
After clearing his throat, Instructor Galun continued speaking.
In short, he emphasized not causing trouble, attending classes, and doing assignments. And to not cause trouble again.
Given that he emphasized it twice, there must be problems every year.
Looking around, it was clear there were no normal people here.
“Any questions? If not, we’ll take a short break.”
At Galun’s words, I lazily raised my hand.
“…What is it, Ahavain? Go ahead.”
“About the elite class? Where are they?”
My two servants were taken away.
Even if we regroup later, I need to know where they are.
“…There are two people with the same last name as you on the roster. The elite class and this class are in different buildings. Over there.”
When Instructor Galun pointed, there was a tower, not just a building.
It seems the elite class is receiving lessons over there.
Looks like I’ll be learning separately from Noel and Arnella.
“Moving between classes isn’t an issue, but students from here are seen as a nuisance over there. Remember that.”
They probably set up the lower tier class intentionally to give the elite class a sense of superiority and motivate them.
A clear tactic.
There’s an adventurer guild that operates like this.
The outcome? Well, let’s not get into that.
“Well then, I’ll take my leave.”
“There’s more.”
“…Sigh, what is it? Let’s make this the last.”
Instructor Galun clearly showed his annoyance.
He’s a mage, after all.
He probably doesn’t want to waste time on these dropouts when he has his own research to attend to.
“Is there an unused dormitory or house in this magic academy?”
“…That’s a strange question. This is a full boarding school. If you need a place to stay, I’ll guide you later, so don’t worry.”
“I dislike dorms, so I’d like to buy an empty house if possible. From what I can see, with this much land, there should be some available.”
For the first time, Instructor Galun smiled slyly.
“There have been many who wanted to commute from outside, but that’s the first time someone suggested that. It’s somewhat interesting. Follow me. The others should wait a moment. Another instructor will arrive shortly.”
As Instructor Galun headed outside, I followed him.
Mastema came along too.
She likes to sleep but hates being bored.
Well, I guess it’s fine. Probably.
Instructor Galun ignored Mastema as she followed along.
We moved through the building toward the center of the magic academy.
After walking for a while, we arrived at the headmaster’s office.
“Excuse me. Do your best from here on.”
With that, Instructor Galun disappeared.
It seems he won’t even introduce me.
Well, it’s no use expecting that from a mage.
I knocked on the door but got no response.
The door wasn’t locked.
When I opened it, I found a girl about Mastema’s age changing clothes.
She was just about to put on a skirt, so I slowly closed the door.
I guess I’ll wait a bit.
“Come in.”
I heard a voice from inside, so I entered. It seemed she was done changing.
The girl sat at a large desk, looking quite awkward.
“Don’t just barge in. I wouldn’t mind being seen by someone like you, but it’s rude.”
“Sorry. But you should lock the door.”
“That’s true… So, what do you need from me, the headmaster?”
The girl collected herself and asked.
There didn’t seem to be anyone else around. This girl is the headmaster.
Mastema kicked my knee. What is it?
“This one seems to be quite old. Her magic power isn’t at a human level.”
“Oh, you can tell? And you aren’t even human… wait.”
The headmaster quickly got off her chair.
She nearly stumbled in her haste but managed to steady herself.
Then she approached Mastema.
“Are you a demon? Why is a demon here? What about the world’s corruption?”
She grabbed Mastema’s shoulder and bombarded her with questions while shaking her.
“Stop it!”
Mastema protested while being shaken.
It didn’t seem like she would stop unless she explained herself.
