Academy Dropout Is Too Strong

7. Surado (1)

Surado.

The scene of the struggle that I had countless times with the cadets in my previous life, and now I have to do it again.

The name sounds like an arena opening, but the classroom itself was ordinary.

A typical class classroom with long tables cascading like a university lecture hall.

Of course, it is the world’s best talents who are in the classroom.

There were several in this class right now.

Beginning with the three disciples of Shaolin Temple, the descendant of the giants, an ambitious assassin raised in the kingdom, and an elf from the verdant forest.

And even the future Heavenly Demon.

“Look! I told you to wait!”

Chun Yu-ha, who had followed me into the classroom, puffed out her cheeks, as if she had been hurt by me for continuing to ignore her.

As a minor cult leader of the Heavenly Demon Church, he can’t really see his body with his eyes open.

I thought about how to answer him, but I just kept my mouth shut.

“Who is that guy?”

“What is it, there was someone close to the Demonic Sect’s young master.”

“But rather than being friendly… … ”

“What Gibbs? Are you already hurt?”

“So who is that person?”

Could it be because he entered the church by clinging to the high-ranking head of the Heavenly Demonic Church? There were a lot of people groaning and looking this way.

Indeed, Cheon Yu-ha must have not noticed such a sign, and even in the middle of it, he was only looking at my face.

Or is it that these gazes are naturally ignored because they are familiar with them?

‘… … Thanks to that, only my face is being sold.’

I didn’t intend to draw attention already, but somehow I feel like I’ve lost money.

I haven’t fully grown up yet, but I’m known as an aide to the minor master of the Demonic Sect, so there’s a possibility of being checked.

“Still, it doesn’t matter since I took care of the net exhaust.”

“Oh, are you finally ready to talk! So what?”

“Nothing in particular.”

After answering bluntly, he headed for the farthest corner of the class where he once sat frequently.

Chun Yu-ha, who had been twitching and tilting her eyes for a while, soon smiled and sat down next to me.

“okay! It’s about getting to know each other step by step! Isn’t it?”

“… … .”

I decided to just keep ignoring it.

How many minutes had passed since he unilaterally listened to Chun Yu-ha?

Slowly—there was an existence that finally opened the front door of the classroom and appeared.

I smiled for a moment at the thought that this awkward atmosphere would finally be ventilated, and then returned to my senses.

To be precise, I was devastated. I was reminded of what would happen in the future.

“Hmmm.”

A knight in jet-black armor entered the classroom.

Class 3 of the first year – the homeroom teacher of Sura-do and the guidance professor for the required major [Basic Combat Guidance Theory]. 『The Cold Nightmare』 Magical Banana Death Knight.

The legendary Death Knight, who once admired magic and loved tropical fruits, suddenly gave us his thumb.

“Do you fall in love with bananas?”

A heavy silence fell throughout the classroom.

***

“I won’t introduce myself! I bet there’s no one who hasn’t recognized his professor for a long time! But the classmates should know who is who!”

The Death Knight homeroom teacher shouted in a loud voice as if to erase the awkward atmosphere in the classroom.

“In that sense, it’s self-introduction time!”

Then, he ordered the class to move to a place to introduce himself and conduct the first period of his lecture.

8:40 a.m. current time.

It was a catastrophe that class started 20 minutes early, but surprisingly, no complaints came out as everyone seemed to be happy to get out of the empty classroom.

“Oh, it feels like something warmed up.”

It was a story that even Cheon Yu-ha agreed to.

In this way, the students of Class 3 – Sura-do left the classroom without saying anything and entered the classroom right next to it.

The first class of Monday and Tuesday, ‘Basic Combat Guidance Theory’.

The class called ‘Mechanism’ for short is a customized lecture conducted by the professor in charge for the cadets in the class. If possible, the nearest lecture room is assigned, and we were right next to it.

“… … Wow.”

“… … No, what is this?”

As soon as I entered the classroom, exclamations of exclamation erupted from everywhere.

Obviously, the exterior was a general classroom, but we were greeted with a space as wide as a gym.

『Space Distortion』 and 『Space Expansion』 magic.

It’s been a long time since witchcraft and sorcery were known to the world, but it was certainly rare to see such high-level magic.

In addition, it was a surprise enough for the students, as crazy people who dared to use great magic and large sums of money to build an auditorium right next to it were even rarer.

‘Well, there’s almost nothing to see unless it’s a leader.’

While the other guys were in the middle of being amazed at the size of the classroom, I turned my attention elsewhere.

In one corner of the auditorium, a large stone slab was piled up in layers, and the exterior looked like it was going to be held at the greatest martial arts competition in the world.

Soon, Chun Yu-ha followed me and turned her head, followed by more cadets who cast their eyes.

By the time everyone looked at it like that, Death Knight put his hand behind his back and said.

“I hate talking nonsense.”

After saying that, the homeroom teacher glared at us.

The faces of some of the lower ranked students turned blue from the murderous gaze contained in their gaze.

I, who had often seen my homeroom teacher talk nonsense, accepted it.

“… … Likewise, I hate ostentation too!”

Anyway, the Death Knight’s homeroom teacher shouted while gripping the pitch-black gauntlet.

“We are a combat unit! Whether you’re a knight or a warrior! It must be the same as being a being who only trains and lives for the fight! If so, it would be better to speak directly with the body than to introduce it with the tongue!”

By this point, all the cadets had the context.

Still, by the time they looked sideways at each other, the homeroom teacher put an end to that clumsy idea.

“Block the sacred one-on-one! Attendance number 1! I grant you the right to nominate your opponent first! Go upstairs and decide who to fight!”

Then, he pointed to Chun Yu-ha, who was ranked third in the combat department’s entrance exam and ranked first in his class.

Quite a few of the cadets looked at her with frowns or trembling eyes, then looked at me with wide eyes.

I desperately waved my hand (cast). No, I know what you’re thinking, but that’s never going to work, so don’t look at me.

“… … If only it wasn’t for that arm.”

Cheon Yu-ha clicked her tongue in regret as she looked at my arm, which was tightly bound in a cast.

For the first time, I felt grateful that my arm hadn’t healed.

Cheon Yu-ha, who had been looking at me with a vague look for a while, reluctantly went up to the training ground, and chose the cadet with the second highest entrance score in her class.

“Good good! Let the other guys find a mate quickly! Hurry up so we can proceed right away!”

At the teacher’s further words, the cadets began to move busily to find their opponents.

A good-natured, common-sense greeting by approaching the cadets around you and telling them what your name is and what kind of martial arts you have learned.

Since it was the first day, they seemed to be looking for someone who could advertise that each other was this strong rather than looking for someone to punch.

As a result, it was common for cadets of a similar level to be paired up.

“Hey, everyone is active.”

Even though it would have been a first-time meeting for all of them, unless they were familiar with each other at an outside school exchange event, pairs quickly formed one by one.

I couldn’t do that in my previous life. I had no friends. It was an extreme training insect.

‘But why did I fail the exam?’

It’s a big question. Just as he was shaking his head at his pathetic past in many ways, Chun Yu-ha, who had returned to his side before he knew it, tapped him on the shoulder.

“You hurt your arm, can you do it?”

“It’s not in the mood for a serious fight, so wouldn’t it be okay with each method?”

“Oh, why don’t you do it with me! I will tell the homeroom teacher that I will change and come back… ”

“no. That’s not it.”

I firmly refused again, and Chun Yu-ha’s cheeks swelled as if she had slightly pouted. Still, it can’t be done. Then it swelled even more.

“Anyway, who do you do it with?”

I need to save my opponent, but what should I do? As I was thinking about it, I saw a light source approaching from a distance, cutting through the crowd.

“… … Whoa.”

I laughed at the bald head reflecting the gym lights in all directions.

I laughed at the unnecessarily brilliant scene, but I thought I knew what he was thinking.

Before I knew it, the prickly monk who had arrived in front of me said to me with a kind expression.

“Small narrow. If you haven’t found a partner yet, would you like to hang out with a small monk? It is mainly a body that has learned the Jangbeop, but it knows how to use each method quite well.”

Since it seems like your arm has been shattered, it is clear that you can only deal with it with your feet.

I opened my eyes at the welcome words and shouted in a furious voice.

“oh my god! You care so much! Daehyeop, thank you!”

As I warmly welcomed him, Chun Yu-ha looked at me with a strange expression.

As you can see, the way he treats strangers in a friendly way, and the fact that he’s not an easy opponent is that this guy is one of the best among the students.

“… … Ai, until the Daehyeop.”

This guy, who looks as if he is embarrassed and touches his shiny hair, is the 27th rank in the combat division, the third generation of the Shaolin disciples, Iljin.

He was an up-and-comer in Shaolin who had learned the reverse root and diamonds, and was a top-ranked cadet in the first year as a peak martial artist.

Chun Yu-ha rolled her eyes as if asking if she was going to do this with herself, why would she do it with someone else?

“Then would you like to do it with the small monk? You seem to be uncomfortable with both arms, so I’ll make it right for you.”

“Oh, thank you very much. Oh, over there.”

“Yes, please.”

Iljin still answers with a benevolent smile.

Unlike the transparently shining scalp, it was just laughable for me, knowing that the inside was dark.

But I didn’t show it, and smiled brightly like Chun Yu-ha.

“Would you like to do this properly with your inner strength tied to the top?”

This bastard is the one who bullied me in my previous life.