Chapter 12: Rumor (4) (1/2)

“Ah······. Guh······.”

Her heart beat as if it was about to explode and her mind went blank. All her plans have gone down the drain.

Ifrin tried to somehow sneak back.

“You’re in the way. Move.”

However, there was something wrong with these words.

Why are you telling me to move?

Ifirn bit her lips and raised her face. Then, she held the paper out straight.

“······I!”

She was going to do it with one hand but she ended up doing it with both of them in a very polite way. It was a fiasco.

“I······.”

Deculein was still looking at her with cold eyes.

Ifirn took a deep breath and calmed down her racing mind. Just at that moment, she promised herself something.

These arrogant eyes, if not now, one day, I’ll definitely gorge them out……

“I’m planning to create a club. However, we need the signature of an advisor.”

Although she didn’t receive a response, a situation that would make others blush in embarrassment, Ifirn continued speaking.

“······We’ll never bother you or anything. It’s just that the other professors wouldn’t agree to something like a commoners’ club, so, just the signature……”

Ifrin used up all her energy just to say that. Her stretched out arms were shaking. Deculein’s silent pressure seemed to crush her.

──However.

Something unexpected happened.

Deculein took the paper Ifirn handed to him. Without saying a single word. He just stretched out his hand and took it.

“······Huh.”

Ifirn let out a sound signifying her surprise.

Deculein read through the plan.

She was nervous. She was scared that he’d just tear it up saying something like ‘How dare you try to trample over me?!’.

She was already hearing the sound of tearing paper in her ears.

However, Deculein took out a fountain pen out of his pocket.

She was nervous. She thought he’d tear the paper with his fountain pen, mocking ‘Did you expect I’d sign it? How dare these filthy commoners-’.

However, Deculein signed it with his pen.

She was nervous. She thought he’d just tear up the paper after signing it, saying in his icy voice ‘Did you really think something like this would happen?’.

However, Deculein did not.

All he did was hand over the fully signed document.

“Please write down all the details later and send them to my office.”

“······Yes?”

Then he walked past her.

While she was staring ahead in a daze, his scent slowly seemed to fade away.

“······.”

Ifrin just stood there looking at the ‘club creation plan’.

There was a signature on it.

Deculein’s signature.

······Let’s not let our guard down just yet.

Maybe he put a spell on it so that it tears itself apart at a later time.

But even as Deculein got further and further away until he only seemed like a dot the paper remained intact.

“U, uwah, uwauwauwa! Wow! Awesome!””

Only then did the other students, who hid away, come out again.

“Wow, you got his actual signature…… Ifrin, you’re really courageous.”

“Look! I was right! That professor doesn’t care whether they are commoners or nobles!? He ignores everyone equally!”

Everyone was laughing and making a fuss, but Ifrin wasn’t in a good mood.

This is the worst.

Without meaning to, I, once again, begged for sympathy.

She got angry. The heat was spreading throughout her whole body.

She wanted to ask Deculein:

Why do you keep being so generous towards me?

I don’t need any of that petty sympathy and pity you feel for me. It’s rather funny. Do you really think you can soothe me with these cheap feelings?

No, if you were really sorry, why don’t you just confess all your wrongdoings to the whole world and apologize to my father······.

“Iffie, you’re going to join, too, right?”

Julia asked tactlessly. Ifrin clenched her fists and turned around to look at her.

“I won’t. And you, if you push me like this one more time, we’re going to have some serious problems, got it?”

Although she was coldly pushed away, Julia was already focused on something else.

“Ah~ no. What are you saying? Iffie, thanks to you, we were able to create this club, so you’re going to be its manager!”

“Are you crazy?”

What the hell is she doing?

Ifrin shook her head in exasperation.

“Hey. I obviously said no-”

But.

“Right. We’ll celebrate, so let’s get something good! Do you want to go to the store? My got a roahawk boar airlifted to him.”

“······.”

Roahawk Boar.

Ifrin never had boar before. No, it’s not very common for anyone, not only Ifrin.

Boars are so high-class. They’re so much better off than me, who grew up only chewing on perilla leaves. It’s said that as soon as one bit into that meat, juice would come bursting out and the meat is softer than any other meat in the world······.

“······Iffie! You’re coming, too, right?!”

“No. I’m not going.”

Ifrin still had her pride. She pouted her lips and pretended to be angry when Julia put her hands together and bowed her head.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Were you surprised? I was really flustered, too. Don’t be like that, let’s go out together, just once.”

Ifrin was grateful for that request.

“······Then I’ll go. But don’t do something like this next time.”

“Oh, of course~ Let’s go, let’s go~”

“I thought you had good intentions, so I deliberately-”

“I know, I know. Let’s go, let’s go~”

Julia started walking with her arm intertwined with Ifrin’s..

Then, Ifrin, pretending to get dragged away by Julia, arrived at her family’s restaurant [Pig Flower].

The food of this restaurant with a luxurious signboard and interior was delicious, delicious and delicious.

Especially the enchanting taste of the Roahawk Boar meat…… It was so good that she didn’t want this taste to leave her mouth for the rest of her life.

* * *

On the last Thursday of March, in a detached building of the Yucline estate.

In this place that got completely remodeled as a training ground, with no sunlight entering, I brushed back my wet hair.

My whole body reflected in the mirror was covered in sweat caused by the intense training I kept up for a long time.

If it were the former me I wouldn’t have cared but because of my changed personality, it felt like bugs were crawling all over my body.

Tak─!

I used a common type of basic magic. Since it was just a three-stroke magic, I could manifest it just by flicking my finger.

It’s name was called ‘Cleans’. It’s a temporary method to use before actually showering. It gathered the sweat and dust from all over my body and removed it.

I roughly cleaned myself with that and looked at the watch

6 a.m.

It’s been about 2 hours since I woke up at 4 a.m and 5 days since I started exercising at dawn daily.

I looked at my body using a full-body mirror.

The results of my exercise were clearly visible. The muscles all over my body were sculpted practically and perfectly, not too large or too small. I didn’t look much different than those sculptures.

This was definitely thanks to [Iron Man]. I didn’t have any difficulty doing the exercises and even if I had muscle pains I’d recover quickly.

With just one or two month of steady effort, I could easily surpass even NFL or NBA players who are said to have bodies packed with pure athletic ability.

“Now for the next routine······.”

‘Sword Control’.

I took out my main weapon I requested the blacksmith to make the other day. However, there wasn’t only one. There were quite a lot. Exactly 20.

They were made of wood steel. It was one of the finest metals that inherently had the same color and weight as wood, but was harder than steel.

The armament that was produced was, in two words, a sharp octahedron..

It’s about half the size of my forearm and was similar to a shuriken, but it didn’t have a handle and both sides of the black blades were symmetrical.

The weapon was sharp on all sides, making it very efficient to handle with psychokinesis.

Not only could I easily stab, cut, pierce, puncture and attack with it, in case of emergency, I could use it defensively as a shield.

Anyway, it roughly was like a shuriken, it’ll be my main weapon until I could buy alabaster. Of course, I planned to process the alabaster in the same way.

“Arise.”

At my word, the twenty shuriken rose up.

Gooooo······.

A number of the shuriken quickly flew about, but they collided with each other shaking violently.

Kang─ Chang─! Tang─! King─! Chink─!

The roof and pillars were smashed, so I quickly reduced the number to 10.

I still wasn’t used to this either. The metal called wood steel was extremely high quality.

Five of the ten shurikens slanted to the right and the rest slanted to the left. Ten shuriken were crossed in the air as if they were building a match tower.

I wondered if I could move them more precisely as I reduced the number…… And so I tried.

Let’s speed up

Ting─!

Two shuriken hit each other and bounced off.

“······!”

One of them cut my shoulder.

Shit.

I mouthed and held back. However, just then, another one soared towards me and stabbed me in the thigh.

“······It hurts like hell.”

This time it hurt so much that I couldn’t stand it. This disaster was created because the speed of each of the ten shuriken was different.

Thanks to that I got to feel their destructive power with my own body.

I almost got myself killed in an almost funny way.

“······Hup!”

I pulled out the shuriken in my thigh with a sharp breath.

Blood flowed out, but there was no treatment needed.