Jitsu wa Ore, Saikyou deshita? ~ Tensei Chokugo wa Donzoko Sutāto, Demo Ban'nō Mahō de Gyakuten Jinsei o Jōshō-chū!

Chapter 25 - That thing tends to happen on the first day of school

Translator: Lady Black

Editor: imsara

Proofreader: imsara

I’m Hart Zenphis’ magical copy. My name is “Hart C”. Everyone just calls me “copy” so I added the C myself. It’s a quiet rebellious of me.

Well, I’m in my dorm room now. I sat on the bed and was vaguely looking at the void. The rooms are large but bleak.

I’ll be staying here for a while, and I have a huge mission to complete for the sake of my copy and the main body.

I’m feeling sick to my stomach. I don’t have a stomach, but that’s how I feel.

Now, I have to attend the ‘entrance ceremony’ or something like that.

What if I get tangled up with a bum? What do I do if a girl says to me, ‘That guy’s a creep’? If I sit still in the corner of the classroom, won’t they call me ‘air’ or an ‘earthbound spirit’?　I feel crushed with anxiety.

No, no, it’s okay.

There wouldn’t be any delinquents at an elite school, and I have been reincarnated and turned into a handsome dude. If I don’t mind the weird nicknames, it will be okay. Char was supportive of me, too.

She said, “Brother Copy, may you do your duty well.”

How to say it.

Doesn’t it sound like I will be going to be held at gunpoint and then you’re going to jail? Well, to me, school is a true prison.

I reached inside of my jacket.

What I pulled out was holster of a gun.

It’s a cool gun with a slightly longer barrel and a stylish form. A magic gun for self-defense, which my main body entrusted to me.

If anything happens, I’ll shoot by using this thing. It’s just the way it is. I’m like a loose cannonball. Well, I won’t do anything crazy. It’s just a safety measure from danger.

At first, I sighed quietly but teachers noticed me and branded me “A no good guy!”.

Well then, let’s go. I left the room in a heartbeat(even though I don’t have a heart). The entrance ceremony was so boring!

How can a high-stature person’s speech be so long? “We’re all competitors in this room!” I can never say that with a smug look on my face.

Well, there are no more school events for today. Classes will start from next week onwards, and the orientation will continue for the time being.

This is more likely a university rather than a school because the classes are elective. You can only attend the classes you want to take. And if you get a certain amount of credits, you can move up to a higher level.

But the only thing I was interested in was “How to get expelled”.

I researched it thoroughly. If you didn’t do anything throughout a year, you will be automatically expelled from the school. It’s because you need a certain amount of credits in order to be qualified enough to stay in the school.

If you fail during the magic practical sessions, you can leave within six months. This scenario is for real-world knights and military workers who want to join their desired field of work, but it’s usually decided during the time of admission.

However, I am not that kind of field worker, I’m a researcher. Moreover, a researcher who can’t use magic is completely useless. So, after a year if you don’t have any practical skills, you’ll be kicked out of school. I can do this.

A year is a long period of time. I don’t have time to continue for that long.

Don’t worry.

These are just some of the ways we can help the best and brightest who pass the entrance exam. I was recommended by the king to enter the school, so if I can show my hackiness to my heart’s content, the teachers’ eyes will change. I will change that.

(TLNote: Hackiness… seriously…)

There’s a good chance they’ll decide to drop me out early! Well, for today, let’s just relax in the dormitory before that little guy’s glasses find us.

I was about to leave the auditorium where the new students were gathered, and go back to the dormitory ahead of everyone without facing anyone.

A wild group of people just appeared! They are coming this way!

Walking in the lead is a handsome blonde. He wears a gorgeous cloak and walks like a nobleman. Around him, there are about ten people who can be described as the lackeys.

My gut tells me that.

My gut tells me that, if I get involved with them, things will get complicated. So, I lean to the edge of the passageway, arching my back and keeping my head low. I kept staring at the ground as I try to slow down to pass them. Just go. Don’t make eye contact.

“Hey, wait a minute.”

Shit!

A dignified voice rang out.

“That white haired man over there … wait is it not a woman? I’m telling you to wait”.

“Oh.”

Apparently, not me. If I look up and our eyes meet, I might get entangled as well, so let’s slip past them. Mufff!

A soft touch washed over my face. I know what it feels like. This feeling is one I recognize from when I was a baby.

I take a half-step backward and look up.

Her red eyes were looking at me.

She has a very well-groomed and elegant face, her long hair is in a ponytail, and her skin is pure white.

On the contrary, the outfit she is wearing is all black. She is wearing pants and not a skirt. She is a beautiful girl who is in men’s clothing. She has large breasts that is causing the buttons on the jacket to almost pop. So, you can tell she is a woman.

Pony-chan removes her gaze from me and goes to the owner of the voice.

The nobleman is right there, glaring at Pony-chan with a glare.

“You’re a freshman, aren’t you? What’s the deal with you trying to walk past me without giving me a respectful bow?”

“Do I know you? I read the rules and regulations of the academy to keep myself out of trouble, but it doesn’t say anything like ‘We need to greet each other as we pass by’. There was no such rule. Is it an unspoken rule or something?”

“You don’t know me?　I am the Vice-president of the student council, the heir to the Marquis family.”

“I’m a commoner. I don’t know much about noblemen’s affairs and relationships. If it’s what I need to know in the academy, I’ll learn it from now on.”

“What? You are a commoner? Then, I don’t blame you for being ignorant.”

When he looked around at his lackies as if asking for their consent, they responded with a sneer. Just as I was wondering if this would lower their swollen moods.

The nobleman suddenly called out to me.

“Hey, black haired kid there. You look like a freshman as well. Explain this kind of stuff to this ignorant girl.”

“Even, I don’t know anything about this stuff.”

Oh, it seems your temples are twitching. It’s that kind of thing, it seems that I have been recognized as a Pony-chan’s friend .

At any rate, it looks like senior and I have nothing to do anymore, so let’s leave.

“Seniors, listen! I have a bit of diarrhea and am about to leak, so please excuse me!”

I backed away after that. As expected, they wouldn’t get involved with someone who might leak.

“You … are you taunting me with your vile lies?!”

What?! Why did your anger reach the max?

“I’ll teach the rude ones manners in person. I’ll give you time to chant. Do your best to defend yourself with your maximum defense.”

I’m a copy, so I can’t use magic.

He started mumbling something. It’s probably a chant. This means that I will probably be hit by a magic attack. Just as I started school, a senior gets entangled with me and started brawling(in this case with magic). You’re in the nobility of the society, aren’t you?

As a wise man once said, the only way out from trouble is to run. So, I ran away in a hurry. I was hit in the back with a thump, was blown away and rolled around on the ground.

“Well, it’s a good thing you went to all this trouble to try to escape. No need to worry, I was going easy on you. Someone go fix him. But, don’t let him recover completely, okay? Leave the pain behind to let him regret his behaviour.”

I get up with a groan. It looks like I survived. This body has a protective barrier on it, so it didn’t hurt at all. But, it’s just coating my body, so my clothes are stuck to the ground.

“Oi–?”

Hmm? The nobleman’s mouth is open wide which caused him to expose a dumb face. The students who have been watching the commotion from afar are also buzzing.

“Doesn’t that guy look totally okay?”

“That was a real attack, wasn’t it?”

“Was he using any defensive magic?”

“No, there was no chant coming from him.”

“What are you…?”

Oh yeah, I should have played the pitiful guy role. Oh dear, apparently this was a scene where I was going to get hurt. So, I started acting —-.