"But I must admit, they are noisy," Ryoshu thought, observing the animated conversations and occasional outbursts of laughter echoing through the hall.Just as this thought crossed his mind, a sudden, piercing noise erupted, nearly bursting his eardrums. The sound was so loud and unexpected that it made him wince and cover his ears."Ah... I apologize for that. Just a little technical glitch," came the voice of Vivian, the event organizer, as she fiddled with the microphone, trying to get it to work correctly.The entire hall fell silent in the aftermath of the deafening noise. It was as if the sound had stunned everyone into momentary silence. Ryoshu looked around and saw that his fellow students were all reacting similarly, rubbing their ears and grimacing. It was clear that they all shared the same thought: "We almost went deaf, Miss!"Vivian, now composed and with the microphone functioning correctly, addressed the audience. "Now, we will announce the Combat Department's placem
"I know this girl," she declared confidently, her voice echoing in the large hall."You thought I didn't-didn't know? She's the least talented among the three sisters, isn't she?"" Her tone carried a mix of curiosity and a hint of smugness, as if she enjoyed revealing this information."Yes, that's right," came the quick and affirmative response, solidifying her assumption."I find myself feeling quite sorry for her all of a sudden," she added with a soft sigh, her expression shifting to sympathy. The room fell silent for a moment as everyone absorbed her words.After a prolonged barrage of harsh criticisms that left the girl visibly shaken, Vivian decided it was time to change her approach. She had delivered her harsh words with precision, but now, seeing the girl's sad demeanor, she felt a pang of regret. Switching her tone from stern to reassuring, she said:"But let's not forget that being in class A-1, with guidance and support from the dedicated teachers at Spiral Academy, will
"Thank you, Miss," Cynthia said, her voice soft and respectful, accompanied by a polite smile that added to her graceful demeanor. Her eyes reflected a genuine appreciation that comes from a deep well of gratitude, and her posture remained impeccably straight, exuding an aura of elegance.Ms. Vivian extended her hand, shaking Cynthia's with a firm and reassuring grip, a silent promise of support and guidance. Turning her attention to Selene, who stood patiently beside her sister, Ms. Vivian's expression softened further, acknowledging the younger sibling's quiet strength."Next, we have Selene," Ms. Vivian began, her gaze shifting to the younger Azure sister. "Although you are not very outspoken, your support for your friends and family has been invaluable. It was thanks to your efforts that Cynthia was able to hold off Mr. Kenzo."Selene's response was immediate and enthusiastic, her voice bright and energetic. "Thank you very much," she said, the contrast between her lively demeanor
Ryan has a remarkable knack for seizing opportunities and quietly provides consistent support to help Luna. From the outset, she found it difficult to notice anything extraordinary about him with just one glance. His demeanor seemed unassuming, blending into the background during initial assessments. However, as she took the time to observe him more closely during subsequent evaluations, his unique combat style and quick-witted nature became unmistakably evident. Each movement in battle displayed a level of finesse and strategic thinking that set him apart. His ability to adapt swiftly to changing circumstances and devise effective tactics on the fly made him a genuinely skilled individual."You need to focus on refining your Mana and strengthening your body," she advised. "Your potential is evident but requires honing to reach its fullest expression. Your quick thinking and distinctive combat style will benefit greatly from enhanced physical conditioning and deeper control over yo
"Hello, Esther," the instructor began, his tone firm yet encouraging. "I'm sure you understand your weaknesses better than anyone. However, I will still point out the important ones, in case you aren't unaware. Although you can deal damage and control blood, you only utilize about 50% or less of your true potential.He paused, allowing his words to sink in, observing Esther's reaction. She stood there, a mixture of surprise and contemplation on her face, as she absorbed the critique. Her fingers twitched slightly, a sign of her internal struggle to process the feedback while maintaining her composure."I trust that you will overcome these shortcomings sooner or later," he continued, his voice steady and confident. "See you in class A-1." With a decisive gesture, he dismissed her, signaling the end of her evaluation. Still grappling with the shock of the situation, Esther managed a nod before stepping aside, her mind racing with thoughts of improvement and determination."Ranked 4th
"With the same score as in the original. I'm going to have to give a speech soon. I guess I need to be humble... after all, I only want the title and a few accompanying benefits."As these words echoed in his mind, a whirlwind of thoughts raced through his consciousness, each vying for his attention like the countless pedestrians on a bustling city street. The mental chaos he experienced mirrored the frantic pace of urban life, where everyone seemed to have a clear destination and purpose. His brain darted from one consideration to another, creating a cacophony of ideas and emotions he struggled to manage.He reflected on his situation, thinking, "And it might come as quite a surprise to many... but the second place, with 500 points, is none other than Albert Midnight, the scion of the renowned Midnight family. He achieved this entirely through his merit... and also managed to hit me straight in the gut. I'm sure that student Midnight has limitless potential in the future."These wor
He wasn't exactly afraid of any apparent hostile force; instead, he felt a deep, unsettling sense of unease. It was a sensation that gnawed at him, leaving him restless and anxious as though the air around him was saturated with foreboding. Ryoshu seemed to sense an immense presence, as if unseen deities were observing him from the void, their gaze penetrating and all-knowing. This eerie feeling was so intense that he couldn't tell if it was a product of his imagination or something more tangible, a whisper of otherworldly scrutiny that wrapped around his soul.'Could I be hallucinating?' he wondered, his thoughts a whirlpool of confusion and doubt, swirling in a chaotic dance of uncertainty. The question echoed in his mind, but there was no time for answers or clarity, only a gnawing dread that refused to be silenced.Time, relentless and unforgiving, did not wait for his chaotic mind to settle. The moments he has ticked away, dragging him forward despite his inner turmoil, each tic
"Do I have to stand up and go up there?" he asked himself, his voice barely a whisper, almost lost in the vast auditorium.He was rooted to his seat for a brief moment, gripped by an almost paralyzing hesitation. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, each beat echoing in his ears like a drum. The enormity of the task ahead weighed heavily on him, but he knew he couldn't let fear hold him back. Summoning every ounce of willpower, he shook off the doubt and slowly rose to his feet. The sensation was almost dreamlike as if he were floating rather than walking, each step guided by an unseen force that carried him toward the stage with a surprising sense of resolve."I don't want to go up there," he thought, vividly recalling his middle school days. Back then, the mere idea of standing before the class to give a presentation filled him with dread. He could still recall the clammy palms, the dry mouth, and the way his voice would tremble uncontrollably. And now, he was expected t
Charlotte's sigh was heavy with the weight of her disappointment. Her eyes locked onto the paper she held, searching for hidden meaning in the inked numbers. The quiet room seemed to echo with her despondence. Her brows knitted together, and her lips pursed in a faint frown. "I only got 200 points... so I'm ranked 13th," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, each word laced with a palpable sense of frustration and regret. "Katia got 235 points and is ranked 11th."Ever attentive to his friend's emotions, Haruki moved closer, his expression softening with empathy. His blue hair fell into his eyes as he leaned in, a small, comforting smile on his lips. "You both were so close, weren't you?" he said, his tone gentle and encouraging. "If it hadn't been for those demon worshippers at the end, our whole group would have made it into the top 10.Charlotte's gaze shifted from the paper to Haruki, her mind replaying the chaotic events of the competition's final moments. Her brow f
"What on earth is going on?" he muttered, utterly bewildered by the sight before him. The scene was so unexpected that it left him momentarily stunned. Although he lacked the courage to step inside, his curiosity got the better of him, and he cautiously peered in. Just at the entrance of the dormitory, Haruki and Charlotte were deeply engrossed in an unusually intimate conversation, their heads close together, sharing words he couldn't quite hear."They look so close... why does this scene seem so familiar?" he thought, a profound sense of déjà vu washing over him. The familiarity was unsettling. "This is the scene right after that cold, unfeeling guy Midnight—supposed to be a Star student—challenges the academy."Reflecting further, he realized, "Because I've temporarily taken his place, now everything is unfolding as it should... according to the script of the game Rainfall Disorder."As he stood there, lost in his thoughts and trying to piece everything together, a group of other
"See you later... but... next time, please don't pull on someone else's shirt like that..."At that precise moment, it seemed that the petite angelic girl had just realized she was clutching the hem of Ryoshu's shirt. Her eyes widened in sudden awareness, and she quickly let go as if the fabric had burned her fingers. What stood out most in this scene was the incredible proximity of their heads. Their faces were so close that even the slightest movement could have resulted in an undeniably awkward situation, almost as if the air between them had thickened with tension.Ryoshu's mind raced, struggling to process the sudden nearness. The image of a tomato was the only thing he could conjure to describe Luna's face, which had flushed a vibrant, almost luminous shade of red. Her cheeks seemed to glow with embarrassment, and he could practically feel the heat radiating from her skin.This moment was incredibly challenging for someone like Ryoshu, who was acutely sensitive and easily flust
"Instead of paying for tuition right away, I'll invest in the shares of potential guilds with promising futures," he mused aloud, his eyes shimmering with a glint of ambition. Securing financial growth through guild investments excited him; it seemed a wise move in a world where connections and wealth often determined one's success. "And if I gather enough goods, I might even consider starting a small business in the Trading Guild."The thought filled him with a sense of purpose and hope. He could already see the possibilities unfold before him—ventures that would bring wealth and establish his reputation in the bustling city. Money, he understood, was not merely a tool for survival but a powerful key to opening doors to numerous opportunities and connections.In the quieter corners of his mind, the stark reality of his ambitions loomed large. "In the future, the amount of money I'll need is no small sum," he murmured, his tone shifting to one of sober reflection. Supporting the ta
Upon hearing the alarming beep of the error sound, the saleswoman immediately hurried over. Her steps were quick and purposeful, a clear indication of her concern. As she approached, she leaned closer to the counter, her eyes searching for the source of the problem, and asked, "Are you out of money, dear?"The young man, visibly flustered, responded with a slight tremble, "No... please wait a moment. It seems there might be an error." His fingers moved swiftly over the device, trying to troubleshoot the issue with an almost palpable urgency. Sweat began to form on his brow as he frantically tried to resolve the situation.Standing right beside Ryoshu, the saleswoman scrutinized him with a look that betrayed her suspicion. Her eyebrows knitted together, and her lips pressed into a thin line as she tried to decipher what was going wrong. Her eyes darted between Ryoshu and the device, seeking any clue that might explain the unexpected error.Ryoshu felt the weight of her gaze bearing do
"Ryoshu... What are you looking at out there?" Charlotte called out to him, her voice tinged with concern after he had been silent for an unusually long time.Startled from his thoughts, Ryoshu turned towards them, his face pale and eyes wide as if he had just seen a ghost. The unsettling expression made both Charlotte and Haruki exchange worried glances.'Could it be... these two?' Ryoshu wondered internally, his mind racing. 'Is it because they know me or because they are actively engaging with me? If that's the case... I need to come up with a plan quickly. These scenes are making me sick!!!'Desperately trying to compose himself, Ryoshu quickly blurted out, "Oh, um... I saw a white cat passing by, but it's nothing special." He cringed inwardly, realizing it was one of the lamest excuses he had ever concocted.Charlotte raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued but not fully satisfied. "A white cat, you say?""Yeah," Ryoshu stammered, nodding a bit too vigorously. "It just caught my
"Wow, looking over this list again, it's clear just how impressive Amemura is. He scored an incredible 600 points, outpacing Midnight by a substantial margin of 100 points!"Ryoshu'sRyoshu's friend exclaimed, eyes wide with amazement as they reviewed the freshly printed results. The numbers were still crisp on the page, highlighting Amemura's name at the top with a bold score beside it. Ryoshu, however, seemed preoccupied as he fumbled with a newspaper he had just picked up."This... just came out... I didn't have a chance to hear the scores earlier, but... it doesn't," Ryoshu muttered, his voice trailing off as he opened the newspaper. He was soon engrossed, his eyes moving methodically across the columns of text. Despite his initial nonchalance, he found himself compelled to read each word meticulously. A sense of helplessness washed over him as he realized he had no choice but to absorb every detail. The weight of the information bore down on him, making him feel like he was being
"Well, I only got 200 points, so I'm ranked 13th. But Katia got 235 points and is ranked 11th," Charlotte sighed, her eyes scanning the paper in her hand with a mix of disappointment and resignation.Seeing the sadness on his friend's face, Haruki felt a pang of empathy and immediately sought to comfort her. His voice was gentle yet filled with a determination to lift her spirits."Both of you were so close, weren't you? If it hadn't been for those demon worshippers causing trouble at the end, our whole group might have made it into the top 10," he said, trying to inject positivity into the situation.Charlotte nodded slightly, appreciating his effort but still feeling the sting of their narrow miss. "I'm not so sure about that... but we should still celebrate the 2... no, now 3 of us who made it into the top 10! Maybe we could go out for dinner tonight... have a little party or something?"As she spoke, Charlotte absentmindedly twirled a lock of her shiny golden hair around her finge
They walked through it unharmed, and not only that, they managed to carry on a lively conversation, smiling as if they were taking a casual stroll. The air was filled with their laughter and light-hearted banter, starkly contrasting the tense situation at hand. "Do you think we'll be alright?" one of them asked, their voice tinged with curiosity and concern.Ryoshu's mind was racing. He vividly remembered the second scene, every detail etched into his memory, and knew he had to act swiftly. The weight of urgency pressed down on him, his thoughts a chaotic whirl as he considered the implications. "I hope the scene hasn't progressed too far… I need to hurry…" he muttered under his breath, feeling the pressure mount. Without wasting another moment, he took a deep breath and plunged into the invisible curtain that separated him from his goal.The instant he entered, an eerie sensation washed over him. Once responsive and under his control, his body began to betray him. It was as if an u