Chapter Chapter 51: 7. Is your backside safe? (3) (1/2)
RATH 51
TL: Eevee
7. Is your backside safe? (3)
-Owner. I’ve been thinking, I reckon that if owner was a devil then you’da probably been born the king of devils and succeeded in world domination.
The metal bat said as she watched the magic video tool during the night study.
Wait, I haven’t done anything?
I simply modified the rules to what the students wanted, the ones that started fighting were those kids, you know?
And therefore I’ve done nothing wrong!
-And dat’s exactly a devil’s mind! My owner’s a splendid archvillain!
Well, true. I used to be part of an evil organization that boasted a long history and traditions after all!
-‘Though that got screwed cuz’ of that really obsessive princess!
This rascal, its retorting skills are getting better by the day.
-All thanks ta who now.
I wouldn’t know.
Whether it was because the teachers were getting more and more bewildered, or they simply had no place to get involved, but they were simply watching the students’ survival games.
-But owner. There’s a lotta individual events in the imperial festival but aren’t there also a lot of team events as well? If they keep playing by themselves like that then their co-op skills are gonna drop.
“And to fix that, that’s where you come in.”
It’s soon going to be the holidays anyway… but having said that, these kids are coming into school either way.
Of course, even I have no thoughts to keep them in school from dawn to dusk in the holidays.
On the contrary, I’m going to let them out at around lunch.
But not that simply, of course.
-Fufufu… so I just gotta wait ’til then?
Yes, so save up lots and lots of mana!
#3 Their story: A certain group of students’ end of term ceremony (1)
“And everyone has grown so much so far, and in addition to Professor Nicerwin, many teachers have come to our school…”
“Is there any point to this.”
“I know right. End of term ceremony, sure. That’s fine, but we have to come to school tomorrow? Is this even a holiday?”
“Dunno. My family betrayed me. When I told my mum, she said to listen to Professor Nicerwin and study harder. Seriously I nearly cursed my mother out for the first time in my life right there.”
“Wow, your mum’s just awful. She wants you to study even harder here? Does she want you to die or something?”
“You know what my little sister said? She took mum’s side saying that considering I don’t even study most of the time, I should at least study in school?”
“Wow… like seriously. Is she actually your blood related sister?”
“So I told my parents when it’s time for her to enroll in school two years from now, to send her to Yugrasia.”
“…We have a devil here!”
Holiday.
That meant to rest from study for a fixed period of time.
It described a break from study, typically during summer and winter where either the heat or cold were at its extremes deeming it unsuitable for effective study.
During that time, the majority of students undergo self-improvement, go on trips to relieve their stresses of studying, or enjoy their own personal time.
But this year’s Yugrasia has no holidays.
Of course we still have the end of term ceremony to mark the beginning of the holidays, and until school reopens we are certainly in a state of holiday.
But why is a holiday a holiday?
It’s because the school is closed and we don’t study!
If in the holidays, you were to go to school and attend class, can you call that a holiday?
That was what the entire student body of Yugrasia were thinking, but it was already too late.
With the exception of a few students that managed to successfully grill their parents, or escape due to family circumstances, the rest were forcibly kept at school.
Thanks to that, the ceremony that no one was focusing on to begin with was nothing more than disorder at its finest!
“Next we will have some words from Professor Nicerwin.”
Although order was instantly restored the moment the speaker changed.
As the students looked at Professor Nicerwin and the little silver girl that came up with him, everyone could only swallow dryly.
‘We’re gonna get hit if we’re noisy right?’
‘Even if Professor Nicerwin doesn’t care the silver devil will come out to hit us, won’t she?’
‘No. I don’t want to get hit anymore.’
Whether he knew the students’ thoughts or not, Professor Nicerwin smiled, a smile that a stranger would think gentle, but a smile that instilled fear into the students of Yugrasia.
“Are you tired?”
And the moment Professor Nicerwin opened his mouth, the entire student body shouted as one internally.
‘Are you one to be saying thaaaaat!’
As an oppressive silence began to replace the quietness, Professor Nicerwin made a satisfied expression as he continued.
“You would be tired. No, you will probably be even more tired from here on out.”
The students wanted to shout just how the hell were they going to be even more tired than they already were, but they kept silent fearing that if they asked, he would tell them in great detail.
“To the students who work their hardest in the academics, and to the teachers who do their best in guiding them, I offer my words of thanks, and encourage all of you to work even harder from here on out.”
‘Meaning he’s going to screw us over even harder so prepare yourself?’
‘Now that I think of it, are the teachers all staying in school as well?’
‘Wow… at least we’re out in four years, but the teachers can’t even escape.’
For a brief moment, the students felt sorry for the their own futures, as well as the teachers who would have to remain at this academy.
“Once the holidays begin, Plan A will cease operation. There will be a special set of rules in place for the holidays.”
Although that ended instantly at Professor Nicerwin’s words.
-Just what the hell did you make this time you evil god’s apostlleeeeeee!
Just how much did we fight among each other due to that bloody Plan A?
We fought with our lives over a single ticket with our friends who we had only recently been laughing with and discussing our futures with.
Yesterday’s traitor could become today’s ally, and yesterday’s ally became today’s traitor.
The daily life where we could trust no one continued, and we learned the truth that you couldn’t trust anyone in the world.
But Plan A was over and now a new set of rules is in effect?
Had we ever been better off when those damn rules changed?
We could guarantee it.
Every time the plan changed, we would realise that beyond this hell, was another harder hell awaiting us!
“And it’s a holiday-exclusive rule as well.”
“Whazzat, that’s scary.”
“It won’t be something like you have to remain at school if you can’t pass or something, right?”
“Surely… but they announced that classes would end at 12:30.
“Yeah. They said there’d be no self-directed night study either.”
“Wait, then isn’t what’s ending just the night study? Then mightn’t they have just changed the name to self-directed afternoon study or something?”
“Hang on a sec, I just got major chills.”
In light of the unimaginable events that were to happen in the future, the students began to shiver in fear.
And whether he knew of the students’ fear or not, Professor Nicerwin said his final statement, and stepped down from the podium.