"…"
The atmosphere suddenly beca cold because of a word I said without thinking.
It might have seed like the custor was picking on an innocent waiter for no reason.
But I had no choice.
I know very well what it ans that the protagonist is looking at the waiter here.
Money.
It's definitely because of the money.
A full scholarship that the protagonist received as the second-highest-ranking student in his class. It's one sester long.
This may seem excessive at first glance, considering that other academies guarantee at least one year of scholarships to top students.
At Leferia Academy, which pursues developnt through endless competition, a scholarship of more than one year was nothing more than a bad practice that could only breed lazy pigs.
That is why, in order to receive a scholarship from Leferia Academy, one had to win the competition that continued every sester.
But the main character works part-ti as a waiter here?
It ans that he needs money urgently.
And that ans his first-sester grades are ruined.
'Does it make sense that he skipped the first sester?'
The first sester of the first year is Chapter 1 of this ga.
No matter how difficult the ga is, one card is one card.
It is only in the second chapter of the second sester that the protagonist's talents begin to truly reach their limits.
So, even if you are just an average user, it is difficult to get the full scholarship, but you can still get at least half of the scholarship by maintaining a score within the top 10.
Even with this much, it is possible to barely focus on your studies with the minimum amount of support sent from your family and the money you can earn through quests in Chapter 1.
But this main character is working part-ti.
That ans he didn't even get a half-scholarship.
It ans he is taking a worse path than the average user.
This is…
'There is no answer.'
Either way, Kamian looked bewildered.
"Sir, do you know ?"
I know.
I know very well.
But of course, I couldn't answer like that.
While I was pondering for a mont, not knowing how to respond, I heard whispering around .
"Isn't that guy Max Seltrin?"
"Huh? That's right, that human."
"Why did that loser co to a place like this instead of going to a bar to have a drink?"
"Shh, lower your voice. He can hear you."
"Listen if he want to. What is he going to do, make a ss here?"
All I heard was gossip, like so rumor about my reputation.
As expected, that guy Max is really annoying, really annoying.
I let out a bitter laugh inside, but I felt Kamian's expression change.
It seed like he finally realized who I was after hearing what people had to say.
"You are...."
An expression far from friendly.
No, it was closer to contempt.
That would be expected.
Judging from the protagonist's personality and values, Max is the very definition of trash.
It ans they are like water and oil that can never mix.
But, you know.
I feel the sa way.
It's not just because the main character has that kind of expression.
It's because the main character is ridiculously ruining the ga from the first chapter.
Again, the only person with even a 0.0001% chance of clearing this ga is the protagonist.
But the main character has been playing the ga from the first chapter without any answer.
Just thinking about how to handle this situation gave a headache.
"Sorry. I got the wrong person."
I cald down and suppressed my emotions.
I had a lot to say, but at least not here.
In a place where so many people's eyes are on .
"… … ."
Kamian stared at silently for a mont, his face thoughtful.
anwhile, the gossip around us did not stop.
That was when.
"Oh, really."
Hiresia muttered in an annoyed voice.
She jumped up from her seat.
"I'm sorry for making a little noise with you guys. It's nothing serious, so could you please just calm down and be quiet? You're not the only ones here to eat, are you?"
She shot out a word to those who were gossiping without hesitation.
It seems that she was annoyed by being interrupted by people right before the mont when she could enjoy the steak she had been looking forward to so much.
As the provider of the cause, I felt a pang in a corner for no reason.
But you know what?
… The commotion got even bigger because of my senior.
Just like my worries, a man with a temper got up in a fit of rage.
"No, did you pay the rent here? Why are you telling to do this and that when you didn't pay the rent?"
A man shouted loudly.
… Ah, what is this?
The place where each person was holding and preparing beca a ss from the beginning.
I tried to step forward and take responsibility for the situation.
But.
"Calm down. A little."
Huh.
My steps stopped reflexively.
I felt a creepy aura that sent shivers down my spine.
'This is… … .'
I realized.
That Hiresia truly raised and radiated energy.
She looked serious as if she was facing a life-or-death battle.
It was a joke that she did that just for the sake of a steak, but her energy was anything but a joke.
As expected from a high elf, a fraudulent race, she is openly and incredibly strong.
If I can feel this creepy pressure from behind, what would it be like for a person who is directly affected by that energy?
"Huh, huh?!"
A man whose face suddenly turned pale and frozen.
I felt like I was shrunken like a mouse in front of a cat.
Not only the man, but the crowd that had been chattering beca as quiet as a library.
Everyone was crushed by the energy.
Breaking the silence, she opened her mouth again.
"Let's be quiet. Okay?"
"Well, let's do that."
The man who had been angry returned to his seat quietly as if nothing had happened and beca a living stone.
I didn't even dare to look at him and just lowered my head to the table.
-Hmm.
-Huh, hmm.
Only then did the others awkwardly look away and keep their mouths shut.
The atmosphere cald down in an instant.
I gave her a ntal applause.
Sothing tells she's beco a lot more aggressive than the one I knew in the beginning of the ga, but let's not worry about it for now.
Even a dog will bite if you touch it while it's eating.
Anyway, now all that was left was Kamian.
As expected of the main character, his face hardened as if he had sensed that the aura just now was ominous.
As I glanced at him, Hiresia spoke to .
"Am I mistaken?"
"Yes, that's a mistake."
"I see? Then, may I ask you to order?"
She nodded at Kamian.
Kamian, who had been frozen, answered.
"Please speak, sir."
It is no easy task to control my expression and respond as casually as possible.
… But why are you working here part-ti while ruining your grades, you idiot!
"Here, steak tartare for two, please. Oh, and the wine, Mariposa. Just one glass."
I'm abstinent from alcohol because of my health, but I have to give her the luxury of having wine with her steak.
"Your order has been received. We will prepare it right away."
Kamian confird the order, gave a polite greeting, and walked away.
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