A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 133: Magnus Academy (5)

"Who is it?"

"Aren't you a student from another class?"

"Ah. "I saw you in the dormitory yesterday."

As soon as I opened the door to the advanced class and entered, I was met with curious eyes.

It was the same situation as when I entered the dormitory yesterday. Asil seemed to feel a little better after yesterday's experience, but instead of being greatly embarrassed, he only flinched.

We made our way through the noisy crowd of students and sat down in a suitable place.

It wouldn't have been particularly important to explain who we were and why we were here, but it was annoying.

Anyway, the professor will come soon and explain.

It wouldn't make much of a difference if the professor had us say hello instead of explaining. It's much faster to get a proper explanation than to bother answering each and every question.

With that in mind, I killed time by talking about Flora and Dorando. Asil was somewhat restless and didn't seem to be in a position to talk much.

"Over there."

"Huh?"

When we heard someone calling us, we turned around and saw a woman with blonde drill hair that looked like something from a game.

By the way, this is a game.

Looking at it again, I was amazed at how beautifully it was dried. It's dizzying just to imagine how much effort it would take to get hair like that in real life.

"Are you sure you're in the wrong classroom? "This is the advanced combat department class."

"Ah. That... "

I'll explain a little later. As I was about to say this, I suddenly felt that the surroundings had become quiet.

Everyone was guessing who we were, or talking about something completely unrelated, but all the chatter had disappeared and everyone was quietly listening to our conversation with this woman.

The fact that the entire class listens to what this woman says means that her authority is high.

Blonde drill hair is like a symbol of a noble lady, so maybe this woman is the leader of this class. Since it's an academy, let's calmly express it as a class president.

My original plan, as I said, was to explain it all at once the place was ready to avoid the annoying situation of being asked multiple questions.

So I tried to quietly wait for the professor. Thanks to this woman, the entire class became focused and settled down.

If this happens, there will be no need to wait.

"Thank you. But this is right."

"Yes?"

"Starting today, Soira is going to be taking classes together for a while. Hmm... "

I glanced at the blonde drill's student ID. Her name is Nora. Looking at the attached photo, there is a mole next to her right nipple. This was information I didn't really want to know.

"Please take care of me. Nora."

I usually treat people I meet for the first time with respect, but this time, I can't be so low-key.

Okay. It's because of that guy's back. If I rashly take a low-key stance, there may be annoying rumors going around that someone in the Marti family has humbled themselves.

On the surface, it is an academy where students are of equal status without regard for status, but the 'excessive loyalty' that occurs when one becomes involved with a high-ranking noble always complicates seemingly trivial matters.

I don't know how long it has been since I joined this academy, and how many times I have already considered the duke's family's reputation. I was definitely trying to make good use of my strong support, but why do I feel like I am being swayed by that support?

This is why I try not to get involved with nobles. Aside from that, I still feel like I'm involved every time something happens.

"Uh... Yes... ?"

Despite my confident greeting, Nora didn't seem to fully understand what I was saying yet.

Even if we ended up taking a class together, wouldn't it be difficult to understand what it meant? Rather, the surrounding noise only grew louder.

Most of the conversation was guessing why we took the class together.

"Is this mid-admission?"

"Does our academy have such a system?"

"I don't know."

After the murmur that gradually grew louder and became similar to when we first entered the class, Nora came to her senses and asked again.

"What does it mean that we are taking classes together?"

"That... "

-Drur!

Just as I was about to answer, the classroom door opened, and a woman dressed neatly in a suit came in. When she went to meet the vice principal, she saw a face she had seen in the staff room. Then he must be a professor.

The professor who made eye contact with me seemed to have roughly guessed the situation when he saw Nora standing in front of me.

"Okay, how far did the conversation go?"

"Professor. Just the part about taking a class with us... "

"If you knew that much, you almost knew everything. Well, do you have any more questions?"

"Even if we suddenly started taking classes together, I wonder how that happened."

"Does that matter? It might be important to you guys. Then... "

The professor glanced at his watch.

"There isn't that much progress today, so give me some time. You three, come out."

We followed the professor's instructions and went to the front of the classroom. Standing at the podium, I can feel the students' gaze even more clearly.

A weight that creeps on you. Asil quietly hid behind me. Yes, yes. Are you tired of looking at me? We know.

I briefly explained our situation, feeling somewhat like I had become a mother.

A brief self-introduction, including your name, and the reason why you came to take the class thanks to investment from the Marti family. Of course, the reason was a lie.

When our story was over, Nora asked a question.

"Then why did you come to our advanced class? From what I heard, he was still a D-class adventurer. Wouldn't it be difficult to follow the lectures we are taking?"

There were many students nodding their heads at Nora's words. It seems that many students had similar questions.

Although the words could have been heard as, 'Why are you entering the advanced class all of a sudden?', Nora's tone showed that she was truly worried.

They didn't think it was shameful that we were going to take advanced classes without taking exams like they did, but they were really worried about whether we would be able to keep up with the classes.

What? Why is the blonde drill so nice?

Isn't it a cliché to say that a woman with blonde hair and big breasts is a villainess? No, even if the setting is that she is actually just a tsundere, isn't it natural for her to appear like a villain at first?

A feeling of embarrassment hit me when I came out of the temple where I went to receive a treatment and only received a spotless service.

Fortunately, I was able to quickly come to my senses because I heard other students muttering with the intention of belittling me.

Okay. Isn't it the national rule to be hostile towards transfer students who suddenly come in? It's been a long time since I came to the academy, so I'd like to try some soup.

My attitude toward such hostility was simple.

Even though I am only a D-class adventurer on paper and have low skill levels, I am not inferior to the students here.

Wait, now that I think about it, am I really still in D class? The adventurer card says that he single-handedly defeated the Fishman leader, but is he still D-rank? Can't you upload it now?

It is said that the number of quests performed also affects the adventurer level, but this was a bit extreme. If I have to go to the guild this time, I'll have to file a claim.

Anyway, this means that if there is someone who has doubts about our skills, we can just blow them away.

I have no intention of making a fuss.

If they tease you, attack them. The moment when I want to speak confidently.

"It's time. "Go back to your seat."

The professor stormed in as if he didn't care about the war of nerves between the students.

"There is no specific seat, so sit appropriately. And, Nora?"

"Yes, yes?"

"Since you are the class president, please take care of the things you need. Well, there's no need to buy them one by one, just give me a rough list."

"Yes... "

"Good. Then, let's start the lecture right away. From the last lecture... "

The professor really started lecturing without paying attention to the students' reactions. And Nora was really the class president.

Seeing the professor's calm appearance, even the students who had been hostile towards us stopped taking notes and started taking notes.

If this is what they were aiming for, this professor must be quite a high-ranking expert...

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Asil's gaze was awkward.

To begin with, it was a place where people were unfamiliar. Although I experienced it once yesterday on the first floor of the dormitory, there was no way I could get used to it as it was just a one-time experience.

However, there was another reason why Asil rarely made eye contact with other students.

Student ID.

It was really because of the student ID that everyone was wearing.

Every time I saw my breasts in a photo of me smiling brightly, I felt like I was being watched, so it was difficult to make confident eye contact.

I can see men's breasts as much as I want without being embarrassed, but on the other hand, I didn't want to encounter them because they wanted to see Asil's student ID card.

Even though you can't see the student ID because it's in your chest, saying you want to see the student ID is the same as saying you want to see Asil's chest.

Of course, the other students probably just wanted to check the name without thinking about it. Even so, there wasn't much of a difference for Asil to accept.

I'm already feeling burdened by all the stares, and I'm even embarrassed.

Asil gradually cringed, she noticed a group of students distancing themselves from them.

A group of people who are as restless as you, huddled together and keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.

Asil, who smelled the scent of his people, was inwardly happy and thought that when he had free time, he would try to talk to that group.