Dude… you're supposed to be mad and then kick out of your class. I don't want to be in this shitty class anymore… I want to move to dagger theory or so kind of assassination-related class… not this shitty class for beginners.
"*sigh*... Okay, well, that's it for ," I muttered, but just as I was about to walk back to my seat, a hand raised into the air.
It was a small kid about the sa age as , and he looked excited as his hand shot up into the air, his surrounding peers looking at him with shock.
"What is it?" I smiled, as he was pretty adorable, as his eyes sparkled like a glistening piece of glass beaming in the heart of the sun.
"I-I have a question…."
"Yes? Is it sothing about the weapons?" I asked since I had a feeling of what he was going to ask .
"Are you an assistant teacher?"
Everybody in the class snickered, and as I lightly chuckled to myself, I looked toward the teacher, who just shrugged… aning he was considering in that position.
My sister, on the other hand, looked utterly unamused, knowing precisely what I'd been trying to do.
"Well, that's enough for today. Please sit back down and actually pay attention… although you did just teach my lessons for the next few days… okay, free period. Do what you want, but just know we will have a test on this and more in a few days. He gave you the very basics of these weapons, but you must know how different materials affect the blade and your swing… okay?"
The entire class cheered as they got up from their seats, and so kids left while so kids stayed behind, just talking with their friends.
"You are such an asshole," My sister muttered, walking up to the slab of marble in front of , which served as my desk, and sitting on it, staring right at .
"What did I do? I taught his drawn-out lesson in a few minutes… why are you hating the-"
"Please don't finish that sentence," She sighed, taking the tablet I had been given and staring at the blank open piece of digital paper that I had pulled up. "Also, you should have at least written down the curriculum so you can study ahead because I'm sure you don't know the composition of an obsidian sword with its advantages and disadvantages."
As I leaned back in my chair, I smirked at the girl who was clearly annoyed with . "Are you disappointed I left the tournant early to handle personal matters?"
"Yeah… and what if I am?"
My eyes widened as a wave of surprise hit since I thought she would be much more prideful than this.
"Since we have at least an hour of free ti now… want to go get sothing to eat?"
"Oh~ are you gonna take your big sister on a date now?" My sister smirked, and as I slowly shook my head and stood up from my seat, her arms wrapped around and tightly hugged . "Please try to behave. I don't want you to get injured or hurt because you stood out too much and drew too much attention… if this was any other teacher, he would have hunted you down with canines after school."
"Canines aren't going to do anything against -"
"You know what I an," She muttered, pulling away and staring at my face, slowly working her eyes down to my neck. "Also, no fooling around while at school. People can use that against you if it's the wrong person… okay?"
"I'm still a child, you creep,"
"I'm talking about the future, dumbass. You're gonna be here until the end of your high school days, so you better make it last. I don't want to get a call needing to save your ass from sothing in the future, got it?"
"Of course…"
A few hours later and I found myself in a small nearby cafe, having a cup of hot chocolate since my sister wouldn't let have coffee.
I an, she was the one paying, so I didn't have much room to complain, but seeing how she still treated as a child was slowly getting annoying.
And I an, obviously, she doesn't know anything about my past life, but at tis I consider if it's worth telling her just so she can either leave alone or treat more like an adult.
"So, let's start off with the obvious question… why do you want to leave Sword Theory? We haven't even gotten to the physical training yet, and you still want to leave?"
"I want to try Dagger Theory. I feel it goes well with my stats seeing as I have a pretty low amount of defense in comparison to my speed and strength."
"Am I allowed to know what your class is, or are you one of those people with sticks up their asses?" My sister intrusively leaned forward, her eyes almost seeming to glisten as she couldn't wait to hear what I had locked and loaded into my status.
But, I wasn't going to let this slide so easily as I wanted sothing back in return for giving her an important piece of information.
"Then you must tell about your class as well. Class for a class. A piece of information for an equally as important piece of information."
"My information is online, you idiot. Every ti I enter a tournant, I have to put in my information… so maybe if you pay more attention-"
I leaned back in my chair, staring her down as she stared right back, her eyes completely unwavering as if she was trying to turn a lie into the truth.
"No, I want your real information. I know your class isn't a Water Knight. You're way too powerful in foreign exchange of mana to be just a knight… you must be so kind of magician, in fact-"
She quickly covered my mouth and looked around, and before quickly leaving a couple of bucks on the table, she took outside.
"You aren't hiding it very well," I smiled, the woman pulling in by my collar and gritting her teeth ever so slightly.
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