Episode 127 Admission to the Academy (2)
“Now, is this where I will be attending from today!”
A boy enters the academy.
A boy who walks confidently to the front gate of the academy with strong aspirations.
And many people in the same situation as the boy, namely freshmen in their 20s, form a huge crowd and walk the same path.
Just like carp running back toward the entrance gate.
Then, a middle-aged woman’s voice came from behind.
“Oh! Look at him! What do you do if you leave your school bag behind!”
Presumably the mother of a freshman boy, she called her son’s name as she hurriedly ran toward the academy’s main gate.
“Hey! Bikir! I need to pack my backpack!”
Then, among the numerous people climbing the uphill road to the front gate, some turned their heads.
“uh?”
“Me?”
“me?”
Ten boys scattered all over the place turned their heads.
It happened because they all had the common name ‘Bikir’.
“Oh mom! What if you call me so loud!”
Bikir, who had left his school bag, comes down with a reddened face, grabs his school bag, and climbs uphill again.
The other nine Bikirs also turned their heads, realizing that their mother hadn’t called them.
……but.
There was also a Bikir who never looked back in the first place.
Stuffy bangs covering his face Horn-rimmed glasses completely covering his eyes A freshman wearing a shabby shirt and pants and carrying a simple luggage.
Bikir. Bikir van Baskerville.
A boy who gave up his Baskerville surname for a while and took the academy exam as a commoner.
Vikir thought it was good that she left Baskerville’s last name in her heart.
It is also true that the name of ‘Bikir van Baskerville’, who received commendations even from the imperial family, became so famous that everyday life became very cumbersome.
‘……It goes against the fundamental purpose of coming to the academy.’
Bikir entered the academy and had a clear idea of what he wanted to do.
It is to catch and kill the demons hiding in the ecliptic and the betrayers of mankind.
In this way, the era of destruction that will come in the near future is prevented.
Bikir recalled the memories before returning.
Ten high-ranking demons who descended to the human world.
Gathering their strength, they erected ten huge pillars and built a gate to the demon realm on top of them.
The demon ‘Andromalius’, who was wearing the skin of Setre Baskerville, was one of the ten demon lords.
Fortunately, it took a lot of time to kill him before he could accumulate power, so it’s a shame that even if he delayed a little longer, it would have been a big deal.
If it wasn’t for Vikir in the first place, no one would have noticed the existence of Andromalius.
And now, it is clear that the other nine devils are also hiding in the human world wearing human skin.
‘According to Xindi Wendy’s investigation, some high-ranking officials who had contact with Set lived together in the ecliptic.’
Since it is a place with many people, it is only natural that the possibility of demons lurking is that high.
That’s why Bikir also came to the academy of the zodiac and made up an appropriate identity to avoid suspicion.
An academy freshman from a commoner background.
While taking classes, you will often have to go outside the academy to assassinate, but if you become too famous and get attention, you will inevitably encounter difficulties in many ways.
So Bikir deliberately entered the academy as a commoner.
It only focused on the written exam.
‘……I’m confident in the theory.’
It was a bit excessive to have won first place, but the reality is that writing grades, not practical skills, are not treated very well anyway.
Perhaps it was an expression of regret for not having properly taken the academy’s theoretical classes in a previous life.
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field experience of a seasoned old man who survived the era of destruction is a dictation of theories or technical skills. It was also of great help.
Therefore, Vikir was able to fill out the answer sheet without difficulty and won the first prize for that alone.
Meanwhile.
In front of the dormitory where Bikir goes to unpack his burdens for the future, numerous senior students were waiting to welcome him.
“Do you know the Way? Do you want to explore it in our domino club?”
“Hey! You look so blessed on your face! Why don’t you join our fugu cooking study group!”
“I’m going to have a good talk, so come here! Our small meditation group…” “It’ll
only take a while, so can you do a survey? You can get your fingerprint and seal stamp on the membership form for the club you like among these.
” Research groups, small groups, clubs, etc.
Numerous current students are working hard to appeal to the hearts of freshmen.
Among them, the clubs that the most freshmen are interested in are the major clubs that are helpful for specs or clubs that are exciting just by listening.
The student council’s various sports departments, band departments, dance departments, theater departments, economic research departments, and cooking departments are the main pillars that freshmen flock to.
On the other hand, the newspaper department, gardening department, art department, reading department, and rhinoceros beetle research department were relatively unpopular clubs.
Meanwhile. The seniors who encouraged them to join the club were also looking for some freshmen with their eyes on.
First of all, ‘Tudor’ of the Don Quixote family, famous for spearmanship, and ‘Bianca’ of the Usher family, famous for archery, were the first targets to be recruited by the seniors.
It was the same with ‘Sinclair’, who had an amazing record of 1st place in practical skills and 2nd place in writing, although the affiliation was unknown.
……but none of these things are of interest to Bikir.
Bikir was only thinking about going to the dormitory to unpack and rest.
Because I have to start killing right away from tonight.
‘How many pages are there in the book of killings alone?’
blacklist.
Among humans, not demons, there were many things that deserved to die.
Traitors who sold humanity to the side of the devil.
‘……There are too many people to kill.’
Bikir was alone in his thoughts as he walked among the fresh freshmen.
Right then.
“Newspaper department, newspaper department~ Receive information quickly from within the school~”
I hear a familiar voice from somewhere.
Where Bikir looked, a familiar face was soliciting customers by handing out flyers and application forms.
Saint ‘Dolores L Quovadis’.
The youngest early-entry student.
Current 3rd year senior.
The academy’s student council president.
And the head of the newspaper department.
The best idol in school who has never lost first place in the past three years.
She was handing out the application form herself.
“Senior!
“Senior! I’m a fan! I love you!”
“I entered the academy to see my senior!”
“Wow! It’s so beautiful! It’s so reverent and holy!”
Freshmen are pouring in to catch her eye at least once to receive flyers handed out by this legendary senior.
“…”
However, as he passed in front of him, he pressed his bangs and thick horn-rimmed glasses even tighter.
He has already lost contact with Saint Dolores.
‘……I met her once when she was active as a night hound.’
Thanks to the holy water she made at the time, the plague of the flood was able to subside.
However, at that time, she wore a mask and walked around, so the saintess now does not know Bikir’s true face.
Therefore, Bikir had to turn away from where she was and head towards the dormitory so as not to be discovered.
It was because there was nothing good to stand out for nothing.
* * *
The atmosphere in the dormitory building was quite comfortable.
The building was large and grand, but from an individual point of view, there is no need to go around this large building.
It was well designed so that you didn’t have to wander around except for the floor where your room was and the limited area of the stairs in the hallway.
The male dormitory and female dormitory are attached to the two main buildings in the shape of a letter, but they are strictly separated, and different floors are used for each grade.
4th grade is on the 1st floor, 3rd grade is on the 2nd floor, 2nd grade is on the 3rd floor, and 1st grade is on the 4th floor.
It seems that he was considerate because the older he gets, the harder it is to climb the stairs.
The room was a double room, neither large nor small, and the basic option was a simple configuration with a large bunk bed, a large desk, and two chairs.
It feels like an ordinary youth hostel except that the bathroom with shower is a bit outdated.
…chin!
Arriving at the room, Bikir put down a few clothes on the desk.
at that time.
“…Uhh. Ah, hello? Are you in this room too?”
A voice is heard from the toilet next door.
A short male student was standing where Bikir turned his head.
blond hair. A few splinters on the cheekless face. It was a pretty cute look with a neutral appearance.
On his chest was a name tag with an old handwriting.
‘Piggy.’
He was a roommate who would share a room with Bikir for a year.
And Bikir already knew this friend.
‘Piggy. I’ll see you again here.’
relationship before returning. I remember being a good guy.
To the extent that he would reach out to Bikir, who was doing chores to assist the triplets of the Baskerville family, and take care of this and that.
Piggy was nice in this life too.
“Oh, your name is Vikire. Take good care of me from now on. Please understand if I’m frustrated because I’m a little slow and slow. Oh, and the bed is on the second floor, so you first choose the floor you like!”
Bikir sighed for a moment at Piggy’s bright suggestion.
The students at the academy are young but clever.
Because they are the ones who listened to the elite voices from outside in their own way and did it one by one, they are familiar with the consciousness of the electorate, betrayal, politics, and bullying.
A nice and naive guy like Piggy is bound to be weeded out soon in the jungle of freshmen, where there is a lot of fighting over the initiative in the beginning.
‘……It was actually like that in my previous life.’
Piggy was a student who suffered for a long time as a victim of school violence.
Because of her cute appearance, small physique and timid personality, she had no choice but to stand out from the group of big, muscular, and outspoken male students.
His hobbies of quietly reading or analyzing information by himself did not fit with the overall academic tradition of reverence for power.
Bikir knows that, so she has no choice but to look at him with compassion.
‘Maybe Piggy’s roommate before returning was Hivero Les Baskervilles? It’s worth knowing what kind of school days Piggy had back then.’
Piggy, whether she knew it or not, was breathing a sigh of relief at the thought of meeting a roommate who had a slightly reticent first impression, but was kind.
He seems to have worried a lot by himself about what to do when he meets a scary roommate.
at that time.
Piggy spoke to Vikir first.
“Bikir. Are you going to OT later in the evening?”
Freshman orientation.
A place to educate newly admitted freshmen on general things of the school… Write it down and the seniors meet with the freshmen and get to know each other while drinking. It reads as a seat.
It is not particularly compulsory, but nevertheless, all freshmen are required to attend this place.
It is to build friendships with seniors as well as become close with the classmates who will see them over the next four years
. It will be a so-called ‘line’ that will be the basis for success in the future, and in order to build this network, they entered this place through a ‘bloody’ competition… But.
”
No. ”
There was no
assassination,
because from now on I really have to go to splatter blood.
