Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 549
afternoon the next day.
The mutant club is insolvent.
“It’s finally an interview for freshmen! Ugh nervous!”
Toto brushed my shoulders up and down. Simon smiled calmly and patted him on the shoulder.
“It’s not like you’re having an interview. Take it easy.”
“That’s right!”
Toto taps with both hands! grabbed my head
“I’m worried what the first graders will do if they forget and don’t come! I’m worried what will happen if the first graders get angry because they don’t like the test method! I’m worried what will happen if the club room is shabby and they don’t want to stay even for a minute!”
‘…I have too many worries as a human being.’
Simon shrugged.
“They like our club and want to join but there’s no way they’d do that.”
“That’s right right?”
Click.
“Time is up.”
Just then Fitzgerald came up from the basement of the club. Simon turned to him and asked.
“Why did you go downstairs?”
“There was something simple to make. Are you preparing for the exam?”
“I’m done.”
It seemed that the room would be full if 17 people came in so bulky items such as sofas and furniture were put aside to secure space.
All that was left was a desk and a chair.
chuck.
Fitzgerald the head of the club sat down and Simon and Toto stood next to him. And Fitzgerald put something down with an incredibly serious face.
It was a paper nameplate that appeared to have just been made.
[Director: Fitzgerald.]
“hmm!”
Then he adjusted his glasses and sat down with his legs crossed. Simon laughed quietly.
‘Because I’m secretly proud of that.’
“Looking at the commotion outside the door it looks like the first year students have also arrived. Then before the entrance exams begin…”
he raised his head
“Let’s decide our position among ourselves.”
Simon blinked.
“position?”
“Hmm. To be precise we need a military commander to lead the first years.”
Simon laughed bitterly.
“Do I really need such a position?”
“Of course it’s absolutely not my intention to do trashy things like some third-years. It means that the first-years are hard to control so they need something to be moderately afraid of. The right person is-“
Then he looked at Toto.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?!”
Toto jumped up.
“Wait a minute! I’m really bad at that role!”
“Rationally you’re the right person Toto. This is an order from the manager.”
“I can’t even give orders no matter how much!
Fitzgerald shook his head.
“If you think about it first of all Simon is the student council president. Not only is he not in a position to play that role but his personality is also inappropriate.
Fitzgerald pointed to my chest and said calmly.
“I hate being the manager.”
“Hey wait a minute! Fitz!”
Jump up.
Fitzgerald rose from his seat and shoved a book into Toto’s chest.
“I present this book to you who repeat that you can’t do it without even trying it.”
“A seat makes a person.”
“Suddenly what is this?!”
“Think of the last day of club season. Toto.”
Fitzgerald said with a worldly serious face.
“When I dressed up as a woman and handed out flyers how did people react?”
“Huh? That’s right…”
“I’m sorry to be a bit harsh but if you handed out flyers with your usual self-confidence like your nails the first graders wouldn’t have even looked at you.”
‘I apologized earlier but my words were too harsh!’
Simon looked at Toto in a cold sweat.
“But when you were dressed as a girl your popularity was really great. The flyers you prepared were sold out in an instant. Even the first year boys who were attracted to you…”
“Ouch! Aaaagh! Please please please don’t say that! Fitz!”
“Anyway how did you feel then?”
Fitzgerald poked the cover of the book he was holding to his chest.
“Explosive popularity and attention that I have never received before. That is the power of the position. It doesn’t matter if you are Toto Amori. It doesn’t matter what kind of person you are. It will recognize and accept you as a position other than this.”
Toto’s pupils shook.
“My what kind of person I am… it doesn’t matter?”
“okay.”
Simon who had been listening quietly turned his head.
“…Fitzgerald. Aren’t you suddenly influenced by Dick too much?”
“Hmm. Quiet.”
good.
Fitzgerald pulled out a black hat from the subspace.
Horn decorations hung on the sides and in the middle was a logo of a blazing flame and a terrifying skull with eyes wide open.
“From now on the moment you wear this hat there is no Toto Armory. You become the mutant club’s version of Will Douglas.”
“I-I’m senior Will…”
Toto’s eyes went wide.
Like a hypnotist Fitzgerald spoke in a slow languid voice.
“With this hat you will cover all your weak selves and become a military commander who keeps the rules of the organization.”
“…The military commander who keeps the rules.”
“okay.”
Fitzgerald carefully pressed the black hat over Toto’s head. The brim of his hat slanted down slightly covering his eyes.
He stepped back and crossed his arms.
“Hmm. It suits you well. There’s no weak Toto Amori figure anywhere. Do you feel a little more confident now?”
“…huh.”
Toto adjusted his black hat and clenched his fists.
“I’ll try!”
“Okay. The head of the military base is important to control the initiative.”
Fitzgerald returned to his seat and held out his hand.
“Bring the first graders in as vigorously as you can.”
“okay!”
Toto put his hands on his head and muttered as if hypnotizing himself.
‘I’m a scary Senior Will. I’m a scary Senior Will.’
Soon after Toto opened his eyes strode forward and kicked the door of the club club roughly.
Quaang!
“First graders these!”
Over the door ‘Kyaaaa!’ I heard a startled scream.
“Is the front yard in front of your house? Huh? Can’t you come in quickly?”
“I’m sorry!”
The first graders rushed into the room in a hurry. Princess Molly a member of the royal family and Sasha the first exception were no exception.
Toto blinked in disbelief at what he had shouted.
‘Well you really listened to my instructions. First year students…!’
He stood there blankly as if he had had a great realization. Simon tapped Fitzgerald on the shoulder.
“Hey are you really okay with that?”
Fitzgerald raised his glasses.
“You don’t know Toto well yet. Toto’s weak personality compared to his potential always gets in the way. I think experiencing a position like that will be of great help to Toto.”
“…I wish that was the case.”
On the other hand the silence of the first graders ended in 10 seconds.
As soon as they entered the room they either giggled and looked around or chatted loudly.
From the side I could see Sasha waving her hand and saying ‘Brother Simon’. Simon smiled and shook his hand.
“Fuck these 1st graders!”
At that time Toto screamed from behind.
“I couldn’t stand it and talked about it? I ate it without thinking. Seriously. Is your senior funny? Huh? Back in the day when I was talking about my seniors I even threw my head into the skull bowl poop soup! I didn’t stand upright in a row!”
Upon hearing that the first graders quickly shut up and politely lined up.
‘Aren’t you too infatuated?’
Simon gave an embarrassed smile.
‘…Those who have been victimized can imitate them well.’
Fitzgerald was sweating as if it was more than expected.
and that day
Toto opened his eyes to ‘galgum’.
* * *
White the last applicant came a little late.
When he arrived at the club room moving slowly ‘What is he?’ The protesting eyes of the first graders were stuck.
Either way White stood at the far end of the first year line. It was right next to the window.
“Everyone is gathered.”
Fitzgerald the manager fixed his glasses.
“From now on we will start the entrance exam for the mutant club. Out of 17 of you who can join us?”
he spread his fingers
“There are only seven of them.”
Tension rose in the eyes of the first graders at those words.
Sasha and Molly glanced sideways at each other as if to keep them in check. In the midst of this the only ones who seemed relaxed were the smiling mercenary king Arthur and White concentrating on the bird flying by the window.
“There are three stages in total and I Toto and Simon are in charge of one each. Then first I will take the first test in which I the manager will be in charge.”
Simon and Toto went around handing out mats and test papers to first-year students. The first graders moved to a comfortable place sat down on a mat and took out test papers and quills.
‘It starts with a written test at first.’
Princess Molly also sat on the mat and tied her hair in a tight ponytail.
Then he glanced at Sasha. She was so confident when she came in and she was holding her quill with a nervous look on her face.
‘Yes you were weak on the written test. On the other hand theory is my specialty. I’ll definitely get into the student council president’s club with the best grades!’
Then Fitzgerald who came forward spoke.
“The test is subjective. The duration of the test is 20 minutes.”
He set the timer on his watch.
“Begin.”
Charleuk-
All the students turned over the test papers and checked the questions. So was Molly.
‘I’m confident in my summoned knowledge! I’ll release anything…!’
< problem. When considering the meaning of the club name ‘Mutation’ in terms of constructivism the objectivity of knowledge is denied and it is accepted as an independent cognitive structure or as an objective image through social consensus. Write according to the model. >
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Molly is in great confusion.
What do you mean?
Is the continental language correct?
I couldn’t understand the problem even if I mobilized all the knowledge I had learned from the best teachers in the palace as a royal family I couldn’t figure it out.
Originally was keygen this high?
ha-
uh huh
Sighs and sighs were heard everywhere. What was comforting was the fact that other first-year students were having the same difficulties.
Squeak-
But in the midst of this only Sasha took up a quill and started writing.
‘Did he understand the problem?’
The unstoppable movement of a quill. A slightly frowning expression.
It was definitely knowing the answer and writing it down.
Molly felt her mouth dry and nervous.
couldn’t lose
‘I I have to do something too!’
* * *
20 minutes after that.
Simon took up the exam papers and Fitzgerald flipped through them quickly.
All the first graders were standing there with nervous expressions on their faces.
“hmm.”
Fitzgerald sighed as he put down his exam papers.
“All out.”
All first graders kung! He opened his mouth with a look on his face. Simon glared at Fitzgerald.
‘That’s what I said!’
Fitzgerald approached Simon and said quietly.
“I didn’t expect that the level of first-year students would drop like this. Of course if you’re a member of the mutant club…”
“Even I can’t solve that!”
The first graders were buzzing with confused expressions. So what’s going on? Can’t even one go in?
“Gee don’t worry!”
Simon came forward sweating profusely.
“Actually this was a test to select one freshman club representative! No one was selected so I’ll pass it for now and I’ll look forward to the success of the remaining two tests.”
Finally a sense of relief filled the eyes of the first graders.
“Yes! Senior!”
The first graders held their palms together and said ‘It’s a relief~’ and laughed. Simon was laughing but deep inside he was sighing.
“and.”
Fitzgerald shook one of the test papers.
“Who is Sasha Andrasil? No matter how difficult the test is scribbling is prohibited.”
“I’m sorry~”
Sasha bowed her head.
Molly who was watching made a cold expression.
‘Was it just graffiti?’
“And Molly Dresden.”
This time Fitzgerald held up her test paper.
“Although I said something completely different from the test assignment I do appreciate the effort to fill the exam papers tightly. I will appreciate that effort and simply read and interpret it aloud.”
‘No no no!’
For a moment there was a time when the princess of a country was driven to the brink of Suicide.
While Molly’s face flushed red Simon closed his eyes with a troubled look on his face.
‘Please the next exam properly…’
“It’s my turn for the next test!”
Everyone in first grade was very nervous. A short frightening senior wearing a black hat was walking by.
“Since I took the test everyone is a piece of shit! Damn it! Where did you fall in and turn out the test paper blank! Is the test a joke? It’s a problem because you guys don’t show the will to work hard!”
It was Toto who was good at imitating the military commander to the point of being a little scary now.
“Anyway it’s my turn this time. My test is…!”
Click!
At that moment the door to the stalemate opened.
Everyone turned around and a slim cream-colored haired female student was walking towards them.
“Oh did I interrupt you?”
Benya Vanilla a 3rd year student was waving happily.
“Be Benya senior!”
‘I didn’t hear you were coming!’
Just like that Toto’s world faced a crisis in just an hour.
