The Traitor's Disciple (4)

‘I’d like Janis to be our Class C captain….’

Why?

Why not me, the strongest one?

Some half-baked branch-family scion like him?

Someone with the worst skills in the class, who hadn’t even been granted the main family’s surname?

‘Why?’

So I demanded an explanation. I couldn’t accept it.

I was the strongest in the class. The best in both skill and grades. This may sound a little much, but… even when it came to family backing, I was incomparably superior to the other three.

‘The biggest reason is that you can’t accept it yourself.’

Our class instructor dismissed my question with an incomprehensible bit of nonsense...