I Became the Academy’s Pink Airhead

After finishing dinner, we gathered on benches in the open space in front of the dormitory. Since everyone had changed into comfortable clothes, our attire was varied.

Three benches installed in a U shape next to the dormitory building.

This was a prime spot for light conversation.

“I like the middle one! Huhaha!”

Eir, wearing a red tracksuit, plopped down on the bench in the very center. Like a king sitting on a throne, the aura of a great general emanated from her widely spread legs.

I looked at that disapprovingly.

“…”

A posture stretching her thighs so much that the crotch of her training pants was taut.

The so-called manspreading posture.

It was the type I hated encountering most on subways or buses.

During my office worker days, seeing men sitting like that, I wanted someone to step up and ask them to close their legs…

Eir, befitting the tyrant of the free northern slums, had that unsightly habit.

“…”

“What, [Spiral]? Why are you staring like that?”

In my past life, I could only pray.

But this time, I had to step up myself.

Shak!

I grabbed Eir’s unsightly spread knees and closed them. But she giggled and sat with her legs spread wide again.

Shook!

“…!”

When I corrected her again-

She defiantly manspreads.

Shak!

Shook!

‘Haah… geez.’

With the mindset of a mother teaching her precious child, I closed the precious gates again. But our precious one opened the precious gates again, giggling continuously.

“What is this, some kind of training? Hehehe!”

“…!”

Shak!

Shook!

Shak!

Shook!

Shak!

Shook!

“Senior…”

“What… are you doing?”

“Starting the weird behavior again?”

The juniors wore dumbfounded expressions. Their eyes watching our repeated opening and closing actions were filled with resignation.

‘Weird behavior?! This is manners education!’

Somehow feeling defiant at those words, I politely closed Eir’s knees again. But Eir, realizing the meaning of this action, played a prank.

“Yap!”

An acrobatic posture evolved from the manspreading posture.

Eir spread both legs wide like a gymnast and placed them on the bench. It was a very flexible and beautiful posture… but to me now, it looked like a super ultra precious child.

You.

Why don’t you understand mom’s heart like this?

“…”

“Heeehehehe…”

This precious child prestige edition doesn’t intend to listen. In that state, she pretended to rotate her shoulders or stretch, teasing me.

‘I’m getting tired of this…’

Since she’s not my child, further education was difficult. So I sat down next to her with a light scolding.

“Eir, you get 3 demerit points…☆”

“Hehe…! Oh, a declaration of surrender? But what are demerit points?”

“It’s a thing♪ I won’t tell you~☆”

“The loser’s lament!”

“No it’s not☆”

“It is!”

“No it’s not☆ Mom didn’t teach you that!”

“You’re using dad jokes here…?!”

Alvit interjecting between us. Her thick eyebrows were raised in bewilderment.

“What on earth were you seniors doing?”

“A match, I won. Hehehe!”

“Ugh… the red precious child won’t listen…☆”

“Trying to control fire at your will! Foolish one! Huhahaha!”

Eir laughing out loud for a while.

She smiled broadly, showing her distinctive shark teeth. And she kept exclaiming in admiration while appreciating the surrounding scenery.

Her legs that had been spread wide were now properly closed.

‘Was she just doing that because she didn’t want to lose to me…’

Eir took a deep breath through her straight nose and spoke in a satisfied tone:

“Oh, the air is good in this neighborhood? Hehe… There’s always dusty wind blowing in the northern wilderness, so it’s hard to feel such clean wind!”

“Of course, it’s such a nice place to live~☆ Being on a hill, you can see the scenery of the academy city well too♪”

Alvit added with a wry smile:

“Only the location is good. We’ve fixed up the school buildings quite a bit now but… it’s still a shame they’re so old.”

“How mean…☆”

When I spoke slightly discontentedly, Alvit hurriedly made excuses:

“Ah, I don’t mean I dislike it!”

“You mean it’s quaint and charming, don’t you?”

“Yeah, and Senior Clara is here too!”

“There’s the fun of building everything from scratch…”

“Comrade Alvit, that’s a bit forced… N-No, that’s right. There’s also the fun of making various things with the tools Senior Maya left behind!”

“Yeah, and Senior Clara is here too!”

“Comrade Rota, you said the same thing twice.”

“Yeah, and Senior Clara is here too!”

“…”

Glancing to the side, Rota was reading the first magic book in the sunset light. It seemed she wasn’t listening to the conversation and was just unconsciously agreeing.

‘Did she understand at the unconscious level that I’d be appeased by casual praise…’

After that, Alvit and Kara continued their lip service so I wouldn’t feel hurt. Seeing that, Eir guffawed and talked about their own juniors too.

After the commotion passed for a while.

We sat on the benches again and appreciated the surrounding scenery.

The time when the sky darkens and the streets brighten.

A cool breeze was blowing from the distant horizon.

Whoosh—

The ground still retained heat from the daytime, but the evening wind carrying the breeze from the distant plains was blowing away the heat.

As the heat settled coolly, we began chatting calmly again.

After a long while of trivial conversation like that.

Breaking the silence that returned, Alvit spoke up:

“…Come to think of it, it’s summer vacation now.”

Eir and I nodded and answered:

“…Yes☆”

“That’s right.”

“What’s vacation like in ? Honestly, it feels like we live as we want normally too… so it doesn’t really feel that different.”

“Not much difference—☆”

“Not much difference.”

“…”

Alvit puckered her lips like a duck, looking at us as if that wasn’t the answer she expected. But Eir was still absentmindedly crossing her legs while looking at the evening scenery.

“…”

“…”

As the silence lengthened, Alvit’s mouth protruded, closer to a heron than a duck. She looked like she might fly away like a heron.

‘Ah, I thought she’d just accept it… she was really curious, that’s the expression she makes when she’s about to sulk for real.’

I hurriedly explained:

“Yes♪ You see☆ Schools with scale have many classes to do during the semester, and many people, so—☆ They need preparation time after all~ So instead they set a preparation period and suggest having free time to do things you couldn’t do before—☆”

“…Then we small-scale schools don’t need it.”

“Yes! That’s right♪”

“Heeh… Then what should we do during that time…”

“Hmm… I wonder☆”

While trailing off, I reflected on the quite eventful first semester.

’s rampancy.

[Priest of Erosion] Grafvolud’s attack.

[Priest of Strife] Ofnir’s plot and battle.

and .

‘With events that would continue until mid-game with the two trickiest of the five executives popping up in succession in a short time… basically all the various events that should have happened in the first semester got pushed back…’

Petty conflicts with delinquent students. Struggling to resolve ’s poor financial state.

Such trivial quests testing simple operations and teamwork.

‘Delinquent students have become mobs not worth worrying about now… and the financial state isn’t that serious thanks to Hilde’s support…’

…

There’s really no early story left. Due to leveling up too quickly, most events including the tutorial were swept away.

If I forcibly squeeze something out, the only scenario left is ‘Clara’ getting kidnapped by delinquent students who’ve nested far away.

‘At this point, it’s not a situation Alvit and Rota who’ve reached the 3rd stage [Wave Ether] realm would be flustered by… Even Kara who’s still at 2nd stage [Vibration Ether] could sweep through that alone.’

I was newly impressed by how ridiculously strong the juniors had become compared to the original timeline. Moreover, one of them already met the conditions for weapon true name release.

“…”

Twitch—

Rota’s cat ears, still focused on the ‘first magic book’, fluttered constantly in the wind. Her appearance in a comfortable dress resembled [Golden Witch] at a glance.

“…”

I muttered while looking at the sunset again:

“…Really, there’s nothing left to do now.”

and the prophet’s movements had stopped.

The juniors were growing steadily, finding their own tasks.

My body condition was also slowly recovering over time.

To search for the items left by [Flash Hero] and [Rebel Rider], I needed a few events that might… happen in the second semester.

‘Hilde said she’d take care of school events… Then what should I do now?’

While lost in thought like that.

Suddenly Eir spoke while stretching and yawning:

“Hwaaaam—!! …If there’s nothing to do, why don’t you come to our school festival. I should head back soon too, the kids’ hierarchy sorting should be about done.”

Festival.

That was certainly the regular event responsible for ’s summer. …In game terms, it was an excuse to show a seasonal event.

‘Even in the game it came out as trivial farming stories and events for selling swimsuit skins… To think we can see ’s festival, which was omitted in the original story since it came out in the latter half.’

The words ‘festival’ and warriors’ nest didn’t match very well.

So we asked back in surprise:

“Festival?”

“Festival?”

“Festival, you say?”

“Festival…?”

School festival?

You guys?

You simple-minded, battle-obsessed fools?

Eyes containing roughly that intent.

Eir grinned at us looking at her with such gazes and said:

“Kukuk…! Didn’t our school have quite a lot of exchange with other schools this time? So the kids say…”

Continued explanation.

We were surprised to hear about the outrageous festival method planned.

The festival they planned was an unlimited field open PvP zone.

They said they created a place of sweat and friendship for passersby to fight and socialize(?) to their heart’s content.

‘Did have the capacity to manage such a rough event…?’

I wondered if they could be responsible for the safety of such a rough event at a school with a relatively lax, or more precisely, ignorant atmosphere.

That’s how we arrived at .

The chaos disguised as a festival had already begun long ago.

And…

“D-Damn it!! I’m getting out of here!! This place is crazy!!”

“Hyaaaah—!!! You coward!! You’re not qualified to be a warrior!!”

“What are you saying!! You red bitches—!! You’re the ones suddenly attacking while holding weapons!!”

“Hyaaaah—!!!”

“Uwaaah—!!”

Sure enough… there were delinquent students unfortunately caught up in their festival.

They were fools indeed.

* * *

“I-I said don’t move! Don’t you understand?!”

“…?”

“…?”

“…?”

I finished reminiscing like that and looked to the side.

‘About 3rd stage… barely able to use [Wave Ether]. For a delinquent student, she’s made a lot of effort.’

The delinquent student holding a knife to my neck. She was originally the leader of a huge delinquent student group that ruled this area.

But while patrolling her territory with her gang, she unfortunately got caught up in the warriors’ festival. And the hostage she chose to break out of this situation was… me.

“…”

“Senior, are you okay?”

Alvit asking about my well-being so nonchalantly.

She had really become strong enough to easily handle this level of situation.

“…”

Suddenly…

I felt like doing something tense.

The Clara kidnapping event I overlooked.

‘There’s no particular need to reenact it, but it might be good to have one story that flows according to the original work.’

I had been caught up in sudden incidents so often, it felt a bit unfair.

There’s no risk anyway.

And nothing to worry about.

I thought it would be good to go with a feeling of playing tag.

With everyone watching now.

Since we came to visit another school anyway, I wanted to give the juniors a quest.

‘This is… a memory I’m giving you—☆’

I screamed with all my might and threw myself at the delinquent boss. Then the flustered boss took advantage of everyone’s dumbfounded staring to carry me on her back and run away.

I shouted while being carried on the delinquent boss’s back:

“Kyaaah—☆ Help me—☆ I’m going to be kidnapped—☆”

“…?”

“…?”

“…?”

* * *

“What…? L-Lara kidnapped?! I’ll confirm the situation!!”

“I’ll accompany you, President!!”

“W-Wait a minute boss!! I mean sister Hilde!! If you leave too, there’s no one to work!! Please save this cute secretary—!!”

Brunhilde burst out of the temporary office’s main entrance holding her massive lance. Next to her, Sieglinde stood majestically holding a greatsword.

And Bell was sobbing while buried under mountains of documents.

“Please don’t leave me behind…!”