“Status window…”
I muttered words that are usually spoken when one’s life hits rock bottom or when one is completely at their wit’s end.
But nothing happened.
I suppose hoping for a status window or a point shop was too greedy of .
Given that I had suddenly undergone a gender change, wouldn’t it be reasonable to expect at least one or two abilities?
Seriously, I’m spewing fire out of my body…
With a sense of despair and nothing to do, I instinctively grabbed my phone, following the modern instinct to cling to it.
I checked to see if there was anything interesting, but my contact list was unnaturally clean, and the call history contained just a single text ssage.
The content was a congratulatory ssage for my admission to Aegis Academy, asking to arrive by 8 AM on March 1 for Class 1-A.
And the current ti was 7:40 AM on March 1.
…Can I avoid being late?
*
Once I stepped outside, I realized an important fact.
I didn’t know where I was going.
Where am I, and who am I?
Where did we co from, and where are we going?
As I pondered these philosophical questions, a bicycle skidded to a stop next to with an eek sound.
I turned my head slightly and saw Yoon Si-woo, the protagonist of The Holy Sword of the Academy, riding his bike and looking my way.
This is what they an when they say looks matter.
There were descriptions saying he was so handso he could make a celebrity blush, but seeing him in person, he seed even more striking.
White hair with heterochromatic black and white eyes — how can a character soaked in chuunibyou not seem natural?
Honestly, with a face like that, even if he dyed his hair rainbow, it would still suit him.
No wonder heroines flock to him like flies; it makes perfect sense.
His looks were on the level of tactical nuclear weapons, not just a bomb. And if he treated you kindly, how could you not fall for him?
While I was in awe of his appearance, Yoon Si-woo pointed behind him with his chin.
“It looks like you’re a student at our school. If you keep standing around like that, you’ll be late. Want a ride?”
In that split second, I quickly shook my head to refuse.
My instincts were screaming a warning.
If I got close to that guy, I’d not only beco a girl physically but in my heart as well!
They say the heart follows the body, and hanging around a tactical nuclear weapon like him could an a girl might start growing little by little inside .
No way I was going to indulge in the heart-pounding experience of riding a boy’s bike.
“Well, I’ll go ahead then. You hurry up too.”
Fortunately, Yoon Si-woo rode off on his bike after saying that.
My masculinity was safe for now, but the threat of being late was still looming.
However, thanks to Yoon Si-woo, I had a rough idea of which way the school was. If I just ran, I’d probably make it.
And then it was already past 8.
Why is school so far away…
Even though I was supposedly a superhuman with physical abilities that exceeded those of regular humans and had run without a break, if I still couldn’t see the school, maybe I need to wake up earlier starting tomorrow.
At that mont, an old lady passing by looked at with a puzzled expression and spoke.
“Student, aren’t you going to school? It’s already past 8.”
“Uh, I, um, got lost…”
“If it’s for school, you need to head in the other direction.”
…!
Only then did it dawn on , the part about Yoon Si-woo being late on his first day flashed through my mind.
I can’t believe I just rembered that; am I really that much of an idiot?
Thanking the lady for her directions, I began walking, thinking that being a bit late was okay since I was already late. I spotted a huge building with “AEGIS” written in big letters on an oversized shield.
It wasn’t far from ho, yet here I was lost—this is all Yoon Si-woo’s fault.
When I checked the ti, it was 8:55. I found Class 1-A and opened the door.
The students, gathered in small clusters, montarily shifted their colorful gazes to , then reverted back to their conversations when I stood there silently.
Class 1-A, with the protagonist Yoon Si-woo also in the sa class, but he didn’t seem to have arrived yet.
If he had been there, nobody would’ve noticed .
I glanced around the classroom and found an empty seat.
Since it was the protagonist’s class, the students sitting there didn’t look ordinary.
Among them, one person stood out—a beautiful girl sitting diagonally in front of to the left.
Even in the noisy classroom, she radiated an atmosphere as if she were in another world. This was Sylvia Astra, the main heroine with Elven lineage.
Her skill must surely be turning people around her into cephalopods.
There were already plenty of fellows who had beco captivated by her noble presence, and I was among them.
Did I stare too long?
Noticing my gaze, Sylvia turned her head and made eye contact with .
Surprised, I quickly lowered my head and greeted her, and she responded with a slight smile.
Gratitude… overwhelming gratitude…
That alone alleviated 90% of my anger towards the being that had thrown into this world.
My face turned red with excitent, and before I knew it, my hair had caught fire.
Seeing that, Sylvia looked surprised for a mont, her eyes wide, then laughed softly and turned away.
At that mont, the classroom door creaked open with a creak, and silence fell over the noisy classroom.
With part of the class already turned into squid by Sylvia, the remaining students who had been chatting forgot how to speak upon the appearance of Yoon Si-woo.
It was like a scene from a myth.
In a fish market filled with squid and cuttlefish, a male god and a female goddess made their entrance.
The male god naturally walked over and sat next to the goddess, as if saying, “This is where I belong,” while everyone watched their first eting with bated breath.
“Ahaha, I guess I arrived earlier than you. I’m terrible with directions.”
The male god turned 180 degrees in his seat and spoke to a cuttlefish.
That cuttlefish was .
Sothing… sothing was happening.
I discreetly glanced around.
‘Why is that cuttlefish butting in, not even knowing her place?’
‘What? Do they know each other? That’s kinda annoying.’
‘A cuttlefish between these two? That’s just awful.’
For so reason, I felt like I was hearing those thoughts in my head.
Stinging gazes were directed at as if scolding .
I could hear mockery from sowhere.
And the final blow was the goddess giving a sideways glance with a sowhat uncomfortable smile.
“Evande…”
Diagonal seat behind the academy heroine.
At the sa ti, directly behind the male protagonist of the academy.
I could hear the sound of my school life starting to unravel.
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