School Building

"It's not what you think." the girl waves her hand anxiously and started explaining herself. "Those couple next door always fight, like three to four times a week but now even after a week they're eerily silent. Isn't that weird for a couple that always fight?"

This girl sitting in front of me is Charlotte Tritoria, a petite girl with her blonde hair down to her waist, she also wears a pink hairband. She has blue eyes and a fair skin, that's why she's pretty popular with the boys in this school. She came her with a request to the Mystery Club.

"Not really, I mean if they're a normal couple wouldn't they get tired if they fight all the time?" They stopped fighting, isn't that the most normal conclusion.

"They're not really a normal couple, every time they fight I can always hear the sound of something breaking and glass shattering."

"If they always fight like that, isn't it weird that they still have enough utensils to use?"

"That's not the problem here, can't you take this more seriously?" Charlotte look at me with angry eyes.

"What if they just went on a vacation or maybe the two goes on their separate ways?"

"That's unlikely to happen, I've talk to the wife before and she said that even if they always fight, she still loves him and there's no way she'll leave him. I haven't seen them either leave the house for vacation." What loyalty.

"So what do you want me to do? If you just want to know what happened to them, you could've just reported it to the police."

"I already did that but they said the madam is just fine after I reported it, and it's weird that they haven't talked about the husband at all."

Is it that situation? Where the wife catches the husband cheating and locked him up inside the basement while draining him. What luxury... I mean what tragedy is that. A wife with yandere tendencies, it can't be right?

"Hmmm... so you want me to survey the house and find what happened. If that's the case isn't better for you to be accompanied by Albert." I pointed to the guy next to him.

This guy is Albert Echaron, if you want me to describe him, he's just your normal handsome guy. He has a long red hair which is tied into a ponytail, has red eyes, and because he's a member of the Knight's Club he's pretty muscular. He's popular with the girls, that's why there's a harem built around him and Charlotte is a part of it.

"The Knight's tournament is pretty near, that's why I can't get off practice just to accompany Charlotte." I think the teacher mentioned the Knight's tournament in the class the other day, I didn't really listen that much cause I'm not interested that's why I don't know much about it.

"I'm fine with it but what are you going to do if nothing really happened and my assumptions is correct?"

"I'll be glad if nothing really happened and I'll just treat you to lunch tomorrow as a compensation." It's still a win-win situation.

"I just hope it doesn't develop into a situation where curiosity killed the cat."

"Huh? Who's cat?" asked Charlotte

"You're the cat."

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"Thank you Seiji for accepting the request." Albert said to me while we're walking to the school building.

"Yeah, Thank you outsider." I have a proper name though.

The reason why they call me outsider is because that's what they call people from the other world.

"No problem. I'm always free anyways."

After we entered the school building, the largest building in the academy I said goodbye to the two of them. We agreed that I'll meet up with Charlotte before going home later.

My classroom is on the fourth floor that's why I need to take either the elevator or the very long stairs, I walked through the wide hallway slowly, taking my time to reach my classroom. I'm always amazed of how high the ceiling in this school, there are also several large paintings on the wall. Many students are also hurrying here and there to get to their own respective classrooms, maybe we took to much time on the clubroom after all. After the talk the two started surveying the clubroom and asking me about the Mystery Club, even I didn't notice the time because I continued reading the book I closed because they came in.

I think I'll just take the stairs because there are already many students waiting in front of the elevator. I eventually reach my classroom after a few minutes of climbing the stairs, Class [1-XXX]. Then I take a seat at my chair in the middle of the room, the class is noisy as usual.

Originally, there are supposedly twenty first year classes but since there are exchange students from Earth, they added another ten classes to the first years classes with twenty five students each. The classes are also divided by ability, the magic skills, intelligence and physical attributes of the students are recorded and classified, with [Class I] being the classes with the most excellent students and [Class XXX] the lowest. The reason why I'm in this class is pretty obvious.

"Are you gonna be okay?" as I'm engaging in nonsensical thoughts, someone suddenly asked me with their hand on my right shoulder.

"With what?" this chubby guy besides me is Duke Piesco, an idiot.

"With today's mock battles, we're practicing with [Class I] today."

"Isn't that bad? We're gonna be absolutely destroyed." I said without looking at him.

"That's true."

"It's not like this didn't happened before, I just hope it's painless today."

"So you've already accepted your fate." It happens every time, I got used to losing already. I've never win a mock battle against other students.

Mock battles are usually held every fifth and tenth day of the week and ever since the school year started I've been in six mock battles against students from other classes.

"But isn't weird that for the past month we've only been battling stronger classes that we can't win against." Are they following a pattern or something?

"Now that you mention it." Duke started counting with his hands. "[Class-II, Class-IV, Class-VII, Class-XV, Class-XIII, Class-IX] and now [Class-I]"

"I think they're trying to demoralize our class." this one who suddenly appeared and joined the conversation is Takahashi Mizuki, he's an exchange student from Seikai Academy like me.

He's a skinny guy with a girly face, if you're someone who's not close to him, there's a chance you'll mistake him as a girl... and he's also an another idiot.

"You think so... maybe you're right." Duke agreed with him, that just proves they're people with the same wavelength.

The Warrior's Month just ended and the Mage's Month has recently started but it seems that my problems are still gonna continue.

"By the way guys, what are you gonna do after the Knight's tournament?" Duke asked.

"I don't know, is there anything to do aside from going to school?" I asked Duke.

Mizuki nodded and agreed with me.

"You didn't know, after the Knight's tournament and after the Mage's Month, the official Battle Ranking will start so there's gonna be a lot of free days since many students and teachers are gonna prepare for that event. What are you two gonna do with your free time?"

"I think I'll just find a part-time job." I need money after all.

"Eh?" Why are you looking at me like that? "How about you, Mizuki?"

"I think I'll join the Battle Ranking, the teacher said that you'll get plus points if you join."

Getting points for just joining is good but I need to earn money this month or I'll be kick out from the apartment I'm renting right now. I don't want to live on the streets while going to school.

"I'll just play games during my free time, there are many good games that are gonna be release this month and it's not like additional points will help me get closer to Priscilla." Typical Duke.

Me, I'll just let the waves guide me. Whatever happens, happens. I do hope something good happens though.

Time passes and the teacher finally arrive ending our conversation. They each go back to their seats and the lesson starts.

After two hours, the lesson ended and all of us leaves the classroom for the mock battle. The destination is the gymnasium behind the school building, it has the same size with the school building but with more rooms used for physical activity. The room we entered is akin to an arena and the students from [Class I] are already there waiting for us.

As I was surveying the surroundings, my eyes meet with Ms. Jeanne, the class advisor for [Class I], she wave for me to come to her.

Why is she calling for me? I don't remember doing something bad, at the bottom of my heart I hope she let me go.