Children say they grow up fighting, but who would have thought there would be a brawl on the very first day?
It was such an intense fight that it even escalated into a bloodbath.
Since the original story revolves around the protagonist’s Class F, I had no idea how things were going in the special class.
Given it’s a gathering of troublesome kids, I expected it to be chaotic, and sure enough, it was.
‘What should I do…’
If it had been Professor Pernelson, he would surely have given the students a severe punishment with a terrifying expression.
But Daniel, on the other hand, was nowhere near that kind of authoritative figure.
He was kind-hearted, yet clumsy and lacking in many ways—just the perfect blend of confusion for a rookie professor.
Considering his personality, my course of action was clear at this moment.
“Hey, hey! No fighting!”
“What the…?”
I intervened awkwardly, trying to break up the fight with a stammering voice.
At that point, a hulking male student, fully immersed in his punching spree, glared at me with wide, furious eyes.
‘Yikes!’
He looked like he had just stepped out of a mid-life crisis instead of being a student.
With a face that screamed “not-a-student” and a buff physique, he fit the mold of a temporary villain.
Only one person sprang to mind: that must be James, right?
“Friends should get along! And no matter how mad you are, you can’t resort to violence.”
“Who the hell are you to meddle in someone else’s fight and tell me what to do?!”
“I-I’m the new professor in charge of this special class…”
“What? A professor? You totally look like a crazy professor, so don’t boss me around and just quietly get lost!”
With such a gentle personality, it was no surprise that I often got ignored by the students in this special class.
If I wanted to be taken seriously, I really needed a more assertive attitude, but I was trying hard to behave like Daniel from the original story.
There weren’t any restrictions saying I had to act like Daniel.
It was just that, to reach the best ending, I needed to follow the original storyline.
“Let’s not do this and try to talk it out, okay?”
“Buzz off!”
James let go of the collar of the classmate he had been holding and redirected his punch towards me.
Even though I was a professor, he didn’t hesitate to resort to violence.
His setting as a hothead with anger management issues was truly on display.
‘Thank goodness. Even though the progression is chaotic, his character doesn’t deviate from the original.’
To me, a polite James was far more terrifying than a villainous one.
I hoped that he would continue to act consistently like this in the future as I guarded my face with the attendance sheet.
“Hik!”
As I defended myself against James’s punch, I let out a forced scream.
I was playing the role of a herbivore in front of a carnivore, and it wasn’t easy at all.
Living like Daniel was no walk in the park.
“Oh? Stopped me, did ya?”
“T-Take it easy! Nothing gets solved with violence!”
“Shut your trap!”
He seemed pretty offended that I had managed to block his punch.
Maybe he needed to land a hit to feel satisfied?
Just then, as I pondered over which part of me I should offer up to minimize the pain…
The waves of mana that coursed through my skin and the overwhelming pressure enveloping my body made all those thoughts dissipate.
“Quiet…!”
“Grrack!”
“Be quiet! Your crying is keeping me from sleeping, you little porker!”
With a quiet rage from a female student, the gravity around us intensified.
James’s cheek flattened against the floor under the pressure.
‘Is this gravity magic?’
Non-elemental magic is quite rare to see, and it piqued my interest greatly.
Maybe if I grasped the theory, I could pull it off someday?
While I watched James struggle against the gravity, I felt a gaze on me from somewhere.
When I looked up, I saw several students staring at me with wide eyes.
“Oh, right…”
I was currently also under the influence of gravity magic.
I had completely overlooked the intriguing and unexpectedly bearable power of this newly discovered magic.
Late to the party, I started shaking my legs and then collapsed face-first.
I desperately tried to resist the gravity magic but ultimately failed, putting on a performance of sheer effort.
Most of the students began to laugh, as if they’d expected this would happen…
‘What if my eyes shot out lasers?’
A few students were still eyeing me suspiciously.
I’d much prefer it if they didn’t inquire or scrutinize unnecessarily.
As time passed and the effects of the magic faded, the looks directed at me also disappeared.
‘I really need to be more careful from now on.’
Getting the attention of the special class students wouldn’t benefit me at all.
Thus, I resolved to keep a low profile and continue my peaceful academy life.
At least for the beginning, staying quietly on course with the protagonist would seem to be the right answer.
“Geez, who would’ve thought we’d have a fight right from the first assembly? Fights are bad, but it’s nice to see some lively action!”
I grinned widely, but the students’ expressions were rather indifferent.
They most likely weren’t welcoming me at all.
“Ah! Allow me to introduce myself—I’m Daniel Crawford, the professor responsible for this special class! I look forward to working with you all!”
I cheerfully introduced myself in front of the special class students.
The responses I got in return were still filled with indifference or coldness.
It’s quite greedy to expect a warm welcome from such troublesome kids who caused a stir before even entering.
I recalled the author’s note that the special class students took kindness as a hypocritical act of pretenders.
If that were true, Daniel would get nothing but disdain no matter how hard he tried.
‘Giving this job to someone like me is just absurd.’
It’s like throwing a deer into a pack of wolves.
If it were the original Daniel, he might have ended with a resignation letter.
“Since I’ve finished my introduction, I’ll now call the roll—perhaps we can take this chance to introduce ourselves?”
“Tsk!”
“So annoying…”
“This is why dimwitted professors are irritating.”
“Hahaha…”
Wow, times have changed for the better.
Back in my day, we had to stand forward and lie flat in a row, then we’d be beaten with a stick to instill etiquette.
At Kia del Academy, which is strictly meritocratic, nothing is off-limits, but restraint is necessary.
If someone did turn around after undergoing that kind of etiquette training, it would only cause trouble for me.
“Now, I’ll call the roll!”
I had no intention of wishing for a redemption arc for any villains.
I planned to morph every student in this special class into pure villains, just like in the original story.
There’s a tale about villains growing stronger by confronting the protagonist, only to walk the path to destruction.
I absolutely love that kind of story.
“Rynelle Agail.”
“Yes!”
Unlike the students who answered gruffly, this female student responded with vibrant energy.
She jumped to her feet and then solemnly introduced herself while others mumbled their introductions half-heartedly.
She appeared friendly and lively, but I wouldn’t be deceived by her looks.
Rynelle was the eldest daughter of the Agail Ducal House, having dominated the social scene since childhood.
With her flowing black hair and enchanting red eyes, she captivated those around her, and her neat attire and graceful demeanor left a good impression.
Plus, her cheerful approach meant nobody could refuse Rynelle.
Yet, like a shadow behind the sunlight, her true nature was profoundly dark.
In front, she was a lovely girl, but behind the scenes, she was a wicked woman pulling the strings of many.
It was second nature for her to mend an iron grip on weaknesses and threaten people, and she was an expert at gaslighting with her cunning words.
(TN: So she has Kushida’s vibe, huh?)
There were even some rumors among readers that she might be sitting on a sex tape of the professors.
As a side note, I personally doubt that’s a rumor at all.
“Professor? My introduction is over, you know?”
“Oh? Y-You did well! Next up is Yuer Isipin Arungard?”
“I have absolutely no intention of associating with these uncouth individuals. So, please skip my turn.”
Yuer, as one can tell from her speech, had a personality that reached sky-high levels of arrogance.
She was a beautiful woman with stunning golden hair and eyes.
Perhaps because of her noble lineage, she had a mesmerizing presence and an alluring figure that simply drew the eye.
While her personality is her only flaw, there’s a significant reason why Yuer is particularly venomous.
Despite being royalty, she grew up with constant threats of assassination for reasons unbeknownst to many, which bred a deep mistrust of others within her.
She was the isolated princess in the story, steering clear of both the protagonist and the surrounding cast as if they were dangerous beasts.
“Ailey Barnen… is asleep, so I’ll skip her.”
Ailey was the always-drowsy daughter of the Baron Barnen.
A lazy bones who spent 16 of her 24 hours per day just sleeping.
Her brunette hair, which reached her waist, was always messy, with leaves and twigs often adorning her head.
Sleeping was naturally both her hobby and favorite activity, while anything that disturbed her precious sleep was her absolute nemesis.
She had quite the reputation for being merciless against anyone who woke her from her slumber.
“Aside from the two who were just taken to the infirmary, everyone else is here. I’ll now share a few announcements!”
“Before that, Professor Daniel?”
“Hmm? What is it?”
“Though it feels a bit awkward to say this at first meeting, I have something I really want to ask.”
“What is it?”
“Are you really qualified to teach us, Professor Daniel? You seem rather inadequate to be our teacher in many respects.”
“Hah!”
“That’s what I’m trying to say…!”
To summarize, it meant, ‘What qualifications do you have to teach us?’
Laughter mixed with scorn rippled through the surrounding students as if to agree with that sentiment.
This was one of the situations I had anticipated after being assigned to the special class.
“So, you’re questioning my qualifications as a professor, huh?”
“Y-Yes, it’s fair to say so, considering you just made a fool of yourself by falling victim to a student’s magic.”
“That is a valid point. In that case, I have no choice but to prove my qualifications through a duel. Ah! But I can’t fight everyone here, so how about appointing one representative to challenge me? That seems reasonable, right?”
“Fine, go ahead.”
“Then, to select the class representative, the person who brawls against me should be the strongest one in this class, no?”
“Well… that does make sense.”
“Well then, while we’re at it, let’s have a moment to determine our class representative!”
Now, everyone, go kill each other, you bastards.
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