I Became the Academy’s Pink Airhead

“…”

On a street in the eastern part of the academy city.

The prophet, covering himself with a black robe imbued with the power of the abyss, read magazines and newspapers scattered on a quiet street.

“…”

Rumors were overflowing. Among them, the most noticeable were stories about the Five Colors of the academy city… the strongest characters in the game.

Flutter—

But the more he read… the more he felt like he was falling into a maze. Their stories were very different from what he knew.

Even considering that it was a point after the middle of the game, the power inflation and growth routes were jumbled.

Even Brunhilde… the character with the strongest combat power in the setting, seemed to have achieved ‘weapon true name release’ at some point.

‘That’ clearly interferes with the plan.

The plan to change this world… into a world for those he loved.

Solely for that goal-

He endured all the backlash of power and the passage of time.

“…”

The prophet read the magazine again, staring blankly.

All sorts of overflowing rumors.

-[Pink Spiral] actually used forbidden power.

-[Azure Lightning Lance] has been dating [Pink Spiral] since their first year.

-The one who taught the forbidden power was [Azure Lightning Lance], who was the lover.

-All forbidden powers are the result of experiments by in collusion with .

-Actually, everything is a conspiracy of .

-The current strongest might be [Crimson Trajectory] or [Purple Spinning Wheel].

-The Five Colors of the academy city are actually in a messy romantic relationship.

-The potatoes handed out by [Verdant Great Bow] contain small ether robots that brainwash people to believe in the pseudo-religion.

-Mysterious energy emanates from the ears of beastkin students.

“…It’s like poorly written fan fiction.”

Thud—

The prophet put the magazine filled with all sorts of ‘they say’ into the trash can. The more he looked at it, the more it seemed like it would damage his brain.

“…”

He cut off all the side branches of rumors. In the end, is a story that starts from .

was completely empty now.

He sent Goin, the older brother of the [Twin Priests], as a scout, but all four had already fled to .

And the common point of all rumors was the connection with one person.

“… [Azure Lightning Lance] Brunhilde is looking after .”

Continuous support.

Continuous favoritism.

Why?

Why is Brunhilde helping the protagonist’s group?

Though she was a character he once liked, she was an extremely selfish and cold character in the game until a certain point. She wasn’t a character who would give out help like this.

‘Even before solving problems related to … there was already a connection with the .’

No, going back even further, there were changes from the first year.

“[Pink Spiral] Clara… changed after meeting [Azure Lightning Lance].”

The weakest character briefly becoming the strongest…

‘Forbidden power’.

That was knowledge that didn’t appear in the game.

Knowledge of ancient beast gods that only those in the highest positions of this world view would know…

“Brunhilde.”

She… was highly likely to be a reincarnator like himself.

She probably tried to raise Clara with some kind of affection.

“To think that the future adversary I met is the strongest character who became stronger than in the original work earlier…”

It was truly troublesome beyond measure.

Even so.

He would overcome it for ‘their’ sake.

Because that was the final promise he made.

“…”

Swoosh—

The prophet disappeared into the darkness along with the robe of the abyss.

* * *

After parting with Senior, I was walking with Kara who had returned from her business trip.

Between modest and elegant white buildings, numerous students could be seen in alleys with wide tents raised here and there.

Colorful fruits and flowers were piled up like mountains between shop alleys reminiscent of traditional European markets.

Reaching the market full of white buildings, I reflexively took a deep breath.

My sensitive senses detected even the body odors of many people enjoying the Summer Harvest Festival and the stuffy air. But if I focused… I could only smell the scents I wanted to.

“Sniff—☆ Ahh☆”

Orange

Yellow

Green

Like painting on a white canvas, my lungs fill with the scents of summer fruits and flowers. It was a subtle fragrance like fruit juice.

“Sniff—☆ Ahhhh☆”

Seeing me like that, Kara agreed as if understanding.

“The fragrance here is truly nice.”

“Yes♪ Because all kinds of fruits gather here every day… Thanks to the World Tree’s power that’s particularly strong in this land, crops never fail☆”

“If you lived in a place like this, you’d always smell of fruits and flowers, so you probably wouldn’t need perfume.”

The white long-ears’ body odor was particularly fragrant.

Is it because they’re pseudo-religious people who need to look good to others?

‘…Oops, I shouldn’t make discriminatory remarks about races.’

Even if I try not to make discriminatory remarks about races, I can’t help it when I’m out and about looking like this.

“But Kara, don’t you not use perfume originally? Since we’re here anyway, how about absorbing lots of this air~☆”

“Huhu…! The scent of an artisan’s body is enough with the smell of oil. To begin with, the artisan village where I was adopted was full of dwarves smelling of oil… I’m used to it.”

Kara smiled refreshingly.

“…”

Somehow I learned the cause of Kara’s reckless lifestyle. She followed the lifestyle patterns of those she had seen since childhood… the mechanical life form dwarves.

This way I learned about another past not mentioned in the game.

‘No, but you should still wash when living among people… I’ve seen you sometimes sleeping without washing.’

But I didn’t voice my nagging thoughts out loud.

I’m an incompetent pink airhead, so if I speak up carelessly, I might end up underneath.

On the day I told Brunhilde not to show too much affection openly.

Not get caught…? Lara, you’re quite bold.

Hearing such words, I almost ended up under the desk, didn’t I?

‘Right before the 4th Union Meeting, if Astrid hadn’t appeared. I would have become a deflowered blossom in public…’

I wasn’t ready to become Brunhilde’s deflowered blossom yet. …Maybe someday, but not now.

‘Thank you, concept-obsessed one. I’ll give you a big reaction once.’

This is why pink airhead girls get in big trouble if they act up.

“Haah…☆”

“…?”

Anyway, putting aside the fact that I’m an incompetent pink airhead.

As Kara said, living here would probably make you smell good. To begin with, with the mostly vegetarian diet and all, the school itself felt like a temple stay.

If I lived in this pseudo-religious rural temple for just one more year, I’d probably become a doll smelling of natural fruit.

‘Since I’m Clara herself now, am I a living 1/1 size figure?’

Becoming [ 1/1 Scale Clara – [Saintess of Sacrifice](Strawberry Scent)]. A very soft and well-made doll. Even the body under the clothes is fully implemented.

If that happens…

I’d probably be displayed in Brunhilde’s dark room in a rich house. As the darkness deepens, I might become a damp and smelly doll rather than a fragrant one.

‘…Because that is the fate of a pink airhead.’

Having natural pink hair is a scary thing.

It’s gradually falling into depravity in the twilight of desire.

Someday I might seduce Brunhilde wearing a risqué leotard swimsuit, moving my hips.

Or I might do whatever challenge dance is trending then.

“…”

No… maybe I could be a bunny girl. Isn’t that the cheat key that can be used in all Western fantasy games?

It would be a white bunny girl outfit perfect for emphasizing injuries and curves that occur in story development. My shoulders would be fully exposed.

And of course, white stockings.

Since no one dislikes the combination of white and pink, it would definitely be a white bunny & white stockings combo. I could bet on this.

I could bet all my otaku experience, the figures that became relics in my old room, and my complete collection of Three Kingdoms.

I prophesy…

The limited theme color of ‘Clara’ is definitely [White].

‘Those cruel and merciless developers would surely do so.’

To strip paying users of their paid resources, they would put their heart and soul into emphasizing the buttocks and breasts in the illustrations.

They would attach some setting like punishment outfit in the text. Exposing my armpits fully, raising both hands with a tearful expression.

When placed in the lobby.

A punishment of trembling and shaking from embarrassment.

They would even implement the trembling of the flesh with meticulous 2D graphics techniques.

And…

‘Th-This is just something the status window is making me do! I’m not seriously trying to seduce…☆’

…I’d probably spout nonsense like that.

Just imagining it made cold sweat run down my back.

“Phew…☆”

I let out a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness. That bunny girl outfits don’t exist in this world. And that status windows don’t exist either.

For the past 3 years, there have been no tragic revelations that take away initiative like 【Seduce the opponent in a bunny girl outfit (Death if failed)】.

I am safe from the clutches of the status window.

“…”

Status window.

‘Status window…?’

Uh.

Suddenly I had an ominous feeling.

‘Come to think of it, did I shout ‘status window’ on my first day of reincarnation?’

No.

I didn’t.

To begin with, Senior Frida picked me up when I was abandoned with nowhere to go, hugging Red Hare—the red bicycle.

There was no timing to shout for a status window.

“…”

If the ‘prophet’s’ ability was a status window.

If that guy monopolized the chances with the original characters, and built a harem with the girls…?

If he cooperated with in exchange for eternal pleasure?

“…!”

I got stronger by having ‘Clara’s’ beautiful face beaten to a pulp… but if that guy got easy wins by ‘clicking the status window!’, I felt like I wouldn’t be able to sleep from frustration.

Status window.

What a terrifying existence.

What if a status window suddenly appears one day and gives a mission like 【Seduce 4 men to raise their affection to 100% (Death if failed)】… could I handle it?

‘No…! I can’t handle such a future!’

I need to check right now.

With a trembling heart, I shouted:

“St-Status window—☆ Status open—☆”

…

…

…

Nothing happened.

Thank goodness.

Status windows don’t exist.

It seemed I wouldn’t receive unreasonable missions like seducing men without Brunhilde finding out.

Moreover, I’m a pink airhead. It was hard to even imagine how creepy and gloomy an outlet for desire I would become.

Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.

“What a relief…☆”

“…?”

Kara tilted her head beside me.

Not noticing the tragic fate of a pink airhead girl, she was faintly smiling while watching me take deep breaths repeatedly.

“Senior Comrade, is the fragrance that good? How many times have you been inhaling like that?”

“But the fruit scent here is so nice every time we pass by—☆ Look, there are mountains of fruits piled up over there!”

Kara looked that way with an exasperated expression.

“Well, I don’t think it’s desirable to pile up food like mountains as if showing off—”

Oh, is it starting? The ‘revolution’ of the revolutionary warrior… towards the bourgeoisie wasting food!

‘Well, even though she stayed quiet seeing run like a military, considering she confirmed that Brunhilde runs it fairly. A revolutionary warrior wouldn’t stay quiet about other schools’ wrongdoings…’

Contrary to my expectations, Kara shrugged and said:

“To begin with, is the agricultural zone of the academy city, and it’s placed for passersby to eat… Well, I don’t have any grounds to say anything, do I?”

“…”

There was something I noticed during the half year I spent with Kara. She had bad habits like not washing, smacking her lips, and wandering around in underwear… but strangely, she followed rules too well.

‘Honestly, I thought she’d cause the most trouble because of her strong comedic image, but she’s never actually caused real problems.’

Where did all that excellent mischief-making ability from the game disappear to? Her smelly armpits? The underwear carelessly left on the floor?

I spoke to the golden child who only causes trouble at home:

“Kara, you always talk about revolution, but you understand the rules of each school quite well—☆”

“Senior Comrade is already causing havoc all over the academy city, if I do it too, wouldn’t I lose face in front of Alvit and Comrade Rota?”

“…Ahaha—☆”

Oh no.

The mischief-making ability was absorbed by me!