Sweaty children arrived at the observation seat after finishing their showers.
During that time, the 3rd graders of the elementary division fought bravely to secure victory, but the 4th and 5th graders faced a crushing defeat, leveling the score back to 2-2.
Considering Professor Cheon’s vocal health, I decided to do the commentary broadcast solo for the time being.
While he chatted with other parents, Yuna and Ha-ru took their places next to me.
“How did our Ha-ru even have the guts to say that in the interview? Huh?”
Ha-ru hugged my waist tightly, begging for forgiveness.
“Uwaaaaaah, just please save me! I won’t act out again, I promise!”
“Enough. Just sit down.”
“Ha-ru, have you been spending a lot of time with Na-me lately? Na-me, come here!”
“Seo Yu-na, don’t try to sneak a hug in either!”
“Tch!”
Yuna crossed her arms and turned her head away dramatically.
I wasn’t going to fall for the obvious tricks and started the broadcast to prepare for the next coverage of the 6th graders.
[‘Superconductor Cat’ has donated 10,000 won!]
– It’s amazing how Na-me can commentate without any hesitations even in high-level duels! Does she know all the magic used in the interschool competition?
“Well, yeah. Up until the elementary division, there’s a limit to the types of magic. If you pick efficient spells, there aren’t that many.”
“So what are the rules for your participation?”
Yoon Si-hoo squeezed in from right behind me, not even caring that his face was appearing on camera.
“It’s unlimited for spells below 2nd Circle. For 3rd Circle, you can only use one type.”
“But you can use 4th Circle too, right?”
“I’ve even tried 8th Circle.”
“Liar. There’s only one 8th Circle magic in this world.”
“Think what you want.”
The excitement that had come from the victory of the 2nd and 3rd graders faded from the two consecutive losses.
Sephiron’s cheers were dwindling, and the shouts for Altair could be heard rising.
Seo Maru and Seo No-eul tried hard to lift the mood for the glum 2nd graders, but of course, without a victory, it was an uphill battle.
During this time, when Namgung Jin and Seong Eun-byul from the 6th grade stood on stage, an enormous cheer blasted the eardrums.
– Hero arrives baam!
– Trustworthy Azure Sky Clan is here!
– shorten to XX
– LOL, these guys are pure trash.
– Look at how they’ve got no tension… without four things…
– Just look at their outfits, did they come for a vacation?
– Wearing uniforms, what a crazed clan, LOL.
The viewers poured warm greetings over the broadcast.
“Are those older students really that famous?”
“The head of the Azure Sky Clan is that senior’s grandfather, you didn’t really know that?”
Kim Han-gyeol, the grandson of the Raon clan leader, popped his head in.
“Isn’t the Namgung clan a Chinese sect?”
“Not the Namgung clan, but Azure Sky Clan. Azure Sky is a Korean clan.”
“Why did they give it that name?”
“The person who first created it was a fan of martial arts, that’s what my grandpa told me.”
“That’s ridiculous. Is your grandpa a friend of that guy?”
“Um… probably?”
Kim Han-gyeol nodded at a casual question.
In this circle, just like classical music, it’s a social world run by connections, so it’s not strange at all.
If you cross just two steps, there are hardly any strangers left, and I realized just how valuable Yuna and Ji-hye are among these rich kids.
“I can’t have this. Lee Ha-ru, switch seats with Ji-hye.”
“Why should I?!”
“We’re going to be with the commoners.”
I shouldn’t be the one saying this, being from royal origins in my past life, but anyway.
The 6th graders’ match didn’t need any commentary, the victory was all but assured.
Without even switching out, the two of them wiped out all five opponents in just 23 minutes, allowing us to head off for a nice lunch.
*
[Sephiron is suddenly in a golden age? Not just the 6th graders, but here in the 2nd grade too!]
[‘I’m the weakest among the Four Heavenly Kings’ says 2nd grader Kim Han-gyeol from Sephiron. Our leader is ‘NoName’.]
[Freelancer from the Martial Arts Mage background ‘Kim Gun’ criticizes Altair Academy’s academic atmosphere with curses saying “Altair XX is about to pay for its sins.”]
[NoName’s 3rd grader participation, experts respond with “Well… I’m still skeptical.”]
[Exclusive Interview) Current battlefield mage ‘Jeong XX’ – With enough mana capacity, NoName could definitely make an impact in the middle school division.]
“Anyway, elementary division is a problem. Since they buy their way in, they keep getting beaten by Sephiron.”
“We’re always the ones cleaning up the mess. If it’s like this, let’s just completely get rid of the useless elementary division.”
“We’ll just win everything in the middle school division. Then the high school seniors should at least win once if they have any sense, right?”
For the first time in years, Sephiron Academy emerged with a halftime lead, with a score of 3-2.
Reporters began to speculate whether the tides were turning between Gangnam and Gangbuk, skipping lunch in their excitement.
To quell the worries of the parents, the principal of the Altair Academy elementary division took the stage.
However, the students were discontented because the backlash affected even Altair’s middle division.
“How can they send in elementary kids who haven’t won a single time in seven years to compete in a middle school event?”
A female student removing gel nails on her fingers said irritably.
Each time her sharpened aura passed by, nail polish pieces fell to the floor like pitter-patter.
“This is the chance for all their skills to get exposed. Aren’t we also talented? I’ve been able to speak five languages since I was four and have an IQ of 150, yet I live quietly studying without drawing attention.”
The boy who had his hands in his school uniform pants and was chewing gum didn’t look too happy either.
“Right, right, there are always kids who stand out. It’s weird how some have been doing internet broadcasts since they were young, and what about that game… LOL…? Wagal? Why even play such strange otaku games?”
“Also, it’s strange that parents let them do it.”
A girl with bright red lip tint removed the lollipop she was chewing from her mouth and spoke rapidly. The boy next to her, filled with acne, nodded in agreement.
“Looks like elementary kids can mess around and still get good grades. Hey, Oh Deok-jae, you graduated from elementary Sephiron. Was it always like that?”
All the 3rd graders turned their eyes to Oh Deok-jae.
In a mood of slandering Sephiron, he gave a politically correct answer.
“Ah… not all of them, but I think there were some kids who were working hard…?”
“So, in general, that means most weren’t working hard? That’s why you switched from Sephiron to Altair.”
“That’s right. Uh…”
“Honestly! Our 50th place is probably better than your 10th place over there, so I’m still a bit frustrated.”
Even though the students were filled with complaints about the world, they still treated Oh Deok-jae rather kindly.
Especially in a world where grades are everything, Oh Deok-jae always felt a sense of relief knowing he was in the top tier.
If he were to be disliked by them, his academy life would surely turn difficult from that day forward.
“Anyway, I want the match to end soon and want to see the MCT oppas’ closing ceremony performance! If we take high school, we’ll lose our seats, right?”
“Mi-young, if you get double Pokémon cards, give the duplicates to me.”
“No way! I’ve already given you a lot before!”
“Right! But why did Hwang Joo-young not show up in the end?”
They were talking about the Sephiron Academy student who fell behind during the rehearsal.
“The toy? I heard she ate ice cream and got a stomachache or something…”
“Wow, to hear it expressed like that? I actually learned proper magic for this day. Did I hit too hard during the rehearsal?”
“Haha, that? Hahaha! Are you really going to use that? You’ll get a penalty later!”
“If it got approved by the organizing committee, what’s the problem? Right?”
“Or use it when you’re messing with NoName. Hmph.”
The girl gently blew on her nails and shook off the excess powder.
“How about it?”
“Well… make her giggle until she cries? That sounds super cute.”
“Hahaha, are you a psycho? I bet the netizens will crush you.”
“Don’t want to do it then.”
“Why not? Go for it! It sounds fun!”
The gaze of everyone suddenly turned as a voice emerged from below.
“…!”
They say when you speak of a tiger, it appears.
Oh Deok-jae’s face turned stiff as he saw the girl with long twin braids swaying her hair.
“Uh… NoName…?”
“Wow, what? How did you know exactly what we were talking about?”
“I saw you guys blocking the entrance to the dining area and having a fun chatter.”
“Oh, we were blocking your way. Sorry, big sis! We’ll move!”
“You should be sorry. It’s a path for people to walk. Kids, you go ahead.”
At that moment, five kids following Na-me quickly dashed outside the dining area.
The middle school students couldn’t help but think the same thing while looking at Na-me.
‘She’s so small, can she even fight properly?’
Lee Jae-hwan and Park Jun-yong were both in the early to mid-170s in height.
The acne-faced Jo Soo-yeon was also at 170, while the one always teased as a hobbit, Lee Min-young, was only 150.
The small stature of Na-me hardly reached the chest level of everyone else, and it finally hit home.
Sending someone like her into battle seemed to be a total disregard for Altair.
“We have our match later, right? But your upperclassmen seem way too weak to protect you, don’t you feel scared?”
Jo Soo-yeon bent down to meet eyes with Na-me.
“I was trapped in a capsule for seven years; what is there to be scared of?”
“Wow, tough…? She’s not to be underestimated!”
“Whoa, right…”
“By the way, please apologize for calling our academy senior a toy earlier.”
At the sudden command from a junior from another academy, the middle school students shrugged their shoulders.
“Why should we?”
“It’s fine if you gossip among yourselves, but once it reaches my ears, you have to apologize.”
“That’s a weird logic, buddy. In fact, calling her a toy was pretty nice. We’re quite frustrated, you know?”
“Really? Then don’t bother apologizing.”
“Uh?”
Based on Na-me’s personality seen on TV, one would think she’d keep holding on, but surprisingly, it was the Altair students who were caught off guard by her quick retreat.
‘Has she become scared?’
Na-me took a small device from her skirt’s back pocket and pressed a button.
[Right, right, there are always kids who stand out. It’s weird how some have been doing internet broadcasts since they were young, and what about that game… LOL…? Wagal? Why even play such strange otaku games?]
[Also, it’s strange that parents let them do it.]
Their previous conversations were replayed verbatim.
Had they really said those things?
But hearing the voices confirmed it.
Who is NoName? She is famously known for having the most loyal fandom in the Republic of Korea.
Once this spreads online, she would inevitably face public shaming along with the fury of their parents.
Frightened, the adolescents quickly reached for her recorder.
“Hey! Hand that over!”
“Here you go.”
“Uh? Thanks?”
The moment Na-me handed over the recorder with a big smile, she turned her body outside the dining area.
“The recorded file just now is saved in my cloud account. If you beat me in this competition, I’ll delete it. Since you don’t seem to have any intention of apologizing, I’m kindly offering this suggestion. Being an IQ of 150, I assume you all understood, Altair Academy seniors?”
