Do That Thing, That One.
That ranking match was one shock after another.
Class E Top Seat, Viktor.
Class B Top Seat, Caitlin Lettuce.
The duel between those two students ended in Viktor’s overwhelming victory.
A girl who put on a dazzling performance worthy of Class B Top Seat, and a boy who dismantled her entire offense and took the win.
The level of the match was more than enough to captivate the students.
“I seriously still can’t get that match out of my head.”
“If they let us pay to watch it again, I’d pay without thinking twice.”
“And the Class E Top Seat, he slipped past all that pressure and handled her so cleanly...”
It got to the point where the academy paper ran ranking match stories on the front page for a full week.
Viktor’s stock, in particular, was at an all-time high.
“In this ranking match, that Class E Top Seat kid... Viktor, right?”
“Is he really Class E? That skill level is way too high for a lower class.”
“I was wondering the same thing. How did someone like that even get placed in Class E?”
“I asked a professor who supervised the entrance exam. They said there was no grading mistake.”
“What? Then he really was only Class E Top Seat level when he enrolled?”
A Class E student overwhelming Class B Top Seat.
There was no way that would not draw attention.
Students all raised their own questions and traded stories about Viktor.
“Wasn’t that kid supposed to have overall stats at grade E?”
“Ah, right. I heard that rumor too.”
“It’s true. I was behind him when they measured his stats.”
“What?! I thought that was obviously fake!”
According to the overall stat evaluation, Viktor was grade E.
Even so, through the whole ranking match against Caitlin, he controlled the flow without taking even a scratch.
“No, wait... if your overall stats are grade E, aren’t you weaker than most normal people?”
“He beat Class B Top Seat with that body? What kind of monster is he?”
“Come to think of it, they said that guy doesn’t use magic at all, right?”
“Huh? That can’t be right. In the last match he kept doing something like short-range instant movement.”
“Idiot. His Mana Sensitivity is grade E, how would he use magic? That probably wasn’t magic either.”
“If it wasn’t magic, then what was it?”
“No idea... if there’s even a possibility, maybe sorcery? Some local sorcery nobody knows well.”
“But seriously, even if he’s good at sorcery, with stats that low, is it even possible to dominate Class B Top Seat...?”
“That part, I don’t know either...”
“Where the hell did a guy like that even come from...”
Viktor rose fast as Grandia Academy’s new superstar.
At the same time, one rumor spread quickly among the students.
“I heard Class A is scouting him soon?”
“They say he’s already starting the paperwork to skip up.”
“Well... yeah. It makes no sense for someone like him to stay in Class E.”
“I heard some professors are eyeing him too. Apparently some even want him as a Direct Aide.”
Rumors said Viktor would soon be scouted into Class A.
After all, he had shown he could overwhelm Caitlin, so he clearly qualified.
Some Class A executives had already openly said they wanted to bring him in.
“Lucky him, his value is shooting through the roof.”
“At minimum he looks like mid-Class A level.”
“Man, nothing like that ever happens to me...”
His moves after the ranking match became a hot topic too.
A few Class B students who used to pick fights with Class E all the time.
The day after the ranking match ended, he stormed in and tore through them one by one.
“I heard he even ground their mental down to dust.”
“What...?! No way. He took apart all of Class B by himself?”
“It wasn’t really a fight, more like he put them in line. Looks like they had some promise between themselves. If Caitlin lost the ranking match, they’d all bow to Viktor...”
“Why would they make a promise like that?”
“Did they ever think she could lose?”
“Fair point.”
The things Viktor made the Class B students do were as follows.
“Topblade game,” where they had to do headspins and crash into each other.
“Sonic game,” where they had to move by forward rolls instead of walking.
“Palm-Blast game,” where if Viktor clasped his hands, they had to fly thirty meters on cue.
It was pure, vicious retaliation.
“Think the Class B kids are finally gonna walk around with their heads down now?”
“Ugh, that feels so good. Honestly, I was sick of them throwing side comments every time they passed by.”
“I heard the Class E kids serve their top seat like a hyung-nim, and now I get why.”
“Seriously. I thought he was insane when I heard he made them pull his rickshaw, but maybe the guy really has loyalty.”
“Even from a guy’s perspective, isn’t this cool? Those kids who bullied his classmates all the time, he got one chance and cleaned every single one up.”
“Yeah. Honestly, Viktor probably isn’t gay either.”
“Not that, you fucking idiot.”
A scorching hot issue.
That was how loud Grandia Academy stayed for the whole week.
***
A week passed after the ranking match.
I had been living a pretty annoying life under all that attention.
“Student Viktor.”
After my ranking match with Caitlin ended, offers came in from all over.
“Can we have a word?”
“Ah... Professor Cloburn.”
“You know who I am. Then this will be quick.”
Faculty members stopped me several times a day.
Every single one asked if I had any interest in joining their graduate track.
Even if not as a Direct Aide, they wanted to develop me as either a regular aide or a top student.
“I have a proposal for you.”
“A proposal, for a mere student like me...?”
“Any interest in studying sorcery more deeply?”
“......”
“If you are willing, I would like to scout you into my lab.”
“Scout me, you say...”
Well, I had pulled enough bizarre moves.
From the faculty side, I was the kind of student they had probably never seen in their lives, so their interest made sense.
Some probably wanted to give me an aide title, keep me close, and observe me.
“We’ve been short-handed in the lab lately. If I find a good student, I plan to take one in as a disciple...”
Professors keeping their eyes on me.
That offer was already the seventh one I got today.
And every time, I had to smile awkwardly.
“I really appreciate your words, but for now, I want to focus only on my studies.”
“Come on now, why so stiff? If you join as an aide, I can make sure your grades look good too.”
“I still feel like I’m lacking too much.”
“Tch, is that so...?”
“I’m sorry.”
“No, no. I may have pressured you too much. If the chance comes later, let’s talk again.”
The old professor looked at me with obvious regret.
Then he turned away after saying we should talk again later.
He even smacked his lips like he truly found it a shame.
I felt a little sorry for a moment, but I still could not accept.
I already had a seat reserved.
Javert’s Direct Aide.
That was the position she had promised me after the informant arrest case.
I should announce that soon too.
Once that came out, these scouting offers would probably cool off.
Turning people down every time was not exactly pleasant.
I needed to discuss it with Javert soon.
Well... still, I did not feel bad.
So many people wanted me.
They cared about my results and the path I was taking.
That was what high market value meant.
Of course, I could not let that satisfaction sweep me away.
I was not that kind of guy.
I shook off the stray thoughts and walked down the main building street.
Whoooosh.
It was already early summer, and the wind carried gentle warmth.
It crossed through the fresh green leaves that had just started to settle in.
As I savored that brief moment of calm, the girls walking beside me got noisy.
“V-Viktor-nim...!”
A black-haired head popped out.
Alice held a booklet out toward me.
“Today’s academy paper also had Viktor-nim on the front page!”
“Miss Alice.”
Her eyes were sparkling.
Newspaper pages, cut out clumsily, were pasted inside a notebook.
Everything printed in the last week was in there.
“Oh-ho... it looks like you clipped only the parts where I appeared and archived them.”
“Eh.”
“To gather materials this carefully. I’m impressed.”
“Ah... y-yes. I, I wanted to sh-show you, Viktor-nim...”
Her face turned red right away.
Those pale blue eyes drifted around without direction, and it was cute.
While I watched that reaction, Ranne, who had been hovering nearby, added her own line.
“Amazing! Perhaps I should call you Sir Viktor after all!”
“That is giving me too much credit. To be honest, it feels like pressure too.”
“What a humble thing to say! Even in our Class A, voices are starting to rise one by one, saying we should recruit Sir Viktor!”
“H-haha...”
I gave an awkward laugh.
Maybe I had become too famous.
Still, this was actually good.
I had plans from here on.
For those plans, it was better to make my name known across the academy as much as possible.
I intended to swallow this academy whole.
All those loud moves I had made so far.
Every one of them was connected to one plan.
Soon, a bright red wind of reform was going to blow through Grandia Academy.
“Hehe.”
I laughed, excitement rising inside me.
And as we walked like we were out on a stroll, my feet eventually reached the destination.
Building B.
“Now then, how should I bully them today?”
It was the space where Class B students stayed.
Humming to myself, I threw open the classroom door.
Because the visit was unannounced, a few students in their seats jolted in surprise.
“Lovely to see you all again today!”
I ignored them and strode right into the classroom.
My steps stopped at the farthest corner seat.
A seat with a yellow-haired girl in it.
Class B Top Seat, Caitlin Lettuce.
Also the girl who became my underling from our servitude bet last time.
“Miss Caitlin! I’m here!”
“......”
I greeted her brightly.
She was in a pretty shocking state.
A red collar around her neck, trembling in her seat.
“Oho, you wore it nicely.”
“......”
“Miss Caitlin?”
“......”
“Miss Gay Dentures.”
“......”
“Answer me.”
“......”
No response, no matter how stubbornly I called her.
So I had no choice but to slowly tug the end of the collar.
Across healthy bronze skin, yellow hair flowed down softly.
A sweet scent unique to girls that age brushed the air, and soon Caitlin was looking straight at me.
“Miss Caitlin.”
“......”
Her face was red enough to burst, probably from humiliation.
Of course, I had no intention of letting her off.
I tapped the collar and spoke.
What we agreed on.
This was a promise with force, bound by duel and oath.
According to Grandia Academy’s school rules, breaking it could get a student anything from major demerits up to expulsion.
“Miss Caitlin.”
“......”
“Do you want to get expelled?”
“You fucking disgusting pervert bastard...”
“Ah-ah, that’s not it.”
I cut off her growl.
How dare a Pokemon rebel against this Pokemon Master.
“What did I say? What did I tell you to add whenever you answer?”
“Sh-shut...”
“Miss Caitlin?”
“......”
“Expulsion.”
“......fuck.”
“Last chance?”
Her head stayed lowered, shoulders shaking.
I called her in a bright voice.
“Now then, Miss Caitlin?”
“Pi...”
“Hmm?”
“Pi, pikgh...”
“I can’t hear you?”
In the end, Caitlin snapped and answered.
“Pi, Pika...☆ Pikachu...!”
Steam practically boiled over her head.
As if she had done well, I rubbed her hair hard.
“Good job, good job!”
“Ghk... you son of...”
Ah-ah.
What kind of Pokemon swears?
“Expulsion?”
“Pika... Pikachu...”
“Good job, good job!”
Crackle.
Sparks spat out through her clenched fist.
Caitlin bit her lip tight.
“Pika...”
That was not a simple Pikachu.
It was a scream packed with every bit of humiliation from a tanned blonde delinquent girl.
“Ughhh...!”
“So pretty!”
What had to be done had to be done.
You ran your mouth and still lost?
I was going to make your academy life very interesting.
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