Chapter 27
Duels occurring among students.
As the competition system is more systematically established than anywhere else, such events can be encountered quite often at Galimar.
Should we call it a kind of Spartan education?
It was an educational policy set by the dean.
Conflict promotes children's growth and draws out their potential.
It's blooming using pain as fertilizer. Â
Perhaps because of this academy atmosphere, the procedures related to this are well organized.
So that it can always be carried out smoothly.
-I request a duel.
Duels are conducted sequentially.
At this time, the attending faculty members perform their assigned roles and supervise the students.
The roles are largely divided into [Judge, Manager, Executor].
Roughly explained, it's as follows:
[Category: General Post]
[Title: Roles Professors Take in Duels]
Hello, this is the walkthrough guide.
Today I'd like to share some information that several people have asked about.
The duel events that occur periodically.
Many people have asked what exactly are the roles professors take each time, so I think I can answer simply.
Judge
-> Literally the role of judging the duel
(Usually taken by the dean)
Manager
-> The role of preventing safety accidents during the duel or managing injured people
(Taken by medical faculty or Professor Cardel)
Executor
-> The role of supervising the implementation of the contents wagered as a price after the duel ends
(Randomly determined regardless of position)
That's all.
If this was helpful, please give it a like.
"Hmm."
A post I uploaded sometime.
It was an informational post I wrote when I was active as a game creator before possession.
I quietly chew over the contents.
Perhaps because it's the situation I'm experiencing right now.
Related memories come up one by one.
As I'm lost in thought like that, suddenly my gaze meets blue eyes.
The blue-haired girl sitting opposite me.
"......"
Emilia immediately averts her eyes.
A room where only two people remain.
A thick silence has been lingering since earlier.
Originally Selena should have been here too, but she had vacated her seat at my request.
I quietly keep silent.
'The initiative is on this side anyway.'
The final stage of the duel, execution.
It was the process of paying the price they had wagered on each other, and an unavoidable judgment.
The girl's breath trembles.
-The price of defeat... is leaving Galimar Academy according to the winner's opinion.
An expulsion bread.
Now all that remained before Emilia was expulsion.
Because [Execution] carried out at Galimar is absolute.
If Selena just signs once right now, the girl would immediately be in a state of being driven out of the academy.
'She must be burning up inside.'
The girl's complexion hardens more and more.
Regardless, I was ostentatiously killing time leisurely.
Because I wasn't the one in a hurry.
The core of negotiation.
You have to drive the other person crazy.
Don't let go of their weakness until they kneel down in desperation and cling to you crying and wailing.
It's about completely subduing them.
'There should be no way out.'
Emilia had nowhere to go back to.
Due to internal circumstances, her treatment in the Beniti family was like a kite with a broken string, and her position was in an extremely precarious situation.
If she gets expelled because of this incident...
'It's over.'
Everything really becomes irreversible.
She dies.
It's not simply talking about her life as a noble. The thread of life is cut.
The girl was walking on a blade's edge.
-I have a proposal I'd like to make to Lady Beniti.
-It's related to the execution. I'd like to talk with her alone.
I deliberately spoke loudly enough for the opposite side to hear.
Waving a faint possibility in front of those blue eyes spread with despair.
I was certain.
That she has no choice but to take this bait.
"...Excuse me."
And the moment her red lips part.
Certainty turns to certainty.
A sinister smile flows across my lips.
"You said earlier that you had something to propose."
"I did?"
"Then why aren't you saying anything...?"
"Well..."
I respond slyly.
My cunningly flickering tongue resembles a deadly viper.
"What kind of proposal would you like to hear, Lady?"
A sentence as if giving choices.
But the intention contained inside was completely different.
"Please tell me what you want."
=You can't do anything.
It was a point to imprint our respective positions.
As long as Emilia's lifeline was hanging on my fingertips, I could manipulate her as much as I wanted.
In this situation.
How will our Lady react?
It's too obvious, but.
"...You don't seem to fear the name of the Beniti family?"
Yes, she'll bring up the family name.
Emilia will naturally think I don't know anything.
It was a fairly good escape route.
But,
"I'd appreciate it if you'd refrain from such feeble threats?"
=Are you sure you want to threaten me?
"W-What did you say...?"
"I might want to continue the [Execution] right away if it's annoying."
=I'm the one holding your weakness, you know.
You could say she picked the wrong opponent.
I knew better than anyone what was happening in the Beniti family right now.
Even more deeply than Emilia herself.
"I happen to know quite a lot."
=I know about the situation you're in.
Although all the words were indirect, it was content that the person involved would understand.
Expressions blatantly scratching at her.
An attitude clearly maintaining the superior position.
An ominous smile that doesn't break even when mentioning Beniti.
It was breathtakingly meaningful.
"I simply want to have a sincere conversation."
Confusion spreads over her blue eyes.
She tries to appear calm, but her characteristic trembling doesn't disappear.
The girl is silent for a moment.
"......"
Is she calculating in her head?
Seeing this, she was really quick-witted.
If it were ordinary children, they wouldn't have grasped the atmosphere and would have continued acting shamelessly.
Emilia was different.
As soon as she smells danger, she changes her judgment.
She closed her mouth to avoid making mistakes.
She combines the fallen clues and infers possibilities.
'She's skilled at using her head.'
Well.
She wouldn't have survived otherwise.
In an environment no different from hell.
"Huhu, are you done thinking?"
"...Yes."
Creak-.
Emilia quietly pulls out her chair and stands up.
She moves with staggering steps.
She seems to hesitate for a moment, but soon approaches where I'm sitting.
Her shoulders were trembling especially like an aspen leaf.
"Please, Young Master,"
The girl stops at close range.
Her gaze fixed on the floor.
The villainous young lady starts to bend her posture, then slowly kneels on the floor.
Her pupils glimpsed briefly are lifelessly dead.
"Please have mercy and let me avoid expulsion."
"Hmm."
I didn't expect her to kneel down.
Seeing the proud young lady bow like this, I could newly understand how desperate the situation was.
Her voice had already lost its venom.
"I... want to live."
It was just pitiful.
So you knew after all.
That only death awaits if you return to the family like this.
'Is this her own way of struggling?'
Then.
I should check how sincere she is.
I lean towards the girl sitting down. Our breaths come closer.
I whisper in her ear.
"How does it feel? To beg for your life so unsightly?"
"......"
Emilia can't give any answer.
She just turns deathly pale.
I keep poking at her sore spots.
"You tormented me so much... and now you're kneeling?"
"......"
"You lost so unsightly in the duel too, didn't you?"
"......"
"To be honest, it was the most trivial match I've ever had. It was pathetic."
"......"
"I even wondered how such a dullard could be in third place."
"......"
Inferiority, pride, need for recognition.
Even though I was thoroughly prodding at the wounds she had, Emilia didn't let out even a single groan.
She just nodded her head obediently.
Of course, it wasn't that there was no impact.
Tightly bitten lips, slightly disturbed breathing, eyes moist with tears.
It was the appearance of emotions flowing back.
Emilia was simply swallowing it all.
To survive.
'I suppose this is enough to pass.'
It seems she won't bare her fangs recklessly.
I smile with satisfaction.
I opened my mouth with the thought that this would be the last.
"Lady."
"...Yes."
"I'm truly enjoying seeing your noble attitude. There's a certain scene that keeps coming to mind."
My slit eyes twist maliciously.
"Are your wet pants alright?"
"Ah."
"Wetting yourself in front of everyone, then bursting into ugly tears right after... You were no different from a newborn baby."
"......"
"Oh my."
Maybe I went too far this time.
The words I spat pierce deep into the girl's heart.
Her pale complexion turns bright red.
Plop plop-.
Her eyes that were full of dew. Raindrops start to fall.
A faint sob is added.
Finally, she spews out tears.
"Hic... sniff, ugh, ahh."
"Oops."
She ended up crying again.
I was only going to go this far, but it seems there was a mistake in my damage calculation.
To think she'd crumble right at the lemonade mention.
'I guess it's understandable.'
Being branded as a bed-wetter in front of the whole school.
If the bastard who caused it was tap dancing, I think I would have cried from frustration too if I were her.
Moreover, unable to complain because of her weakness.
"My, my... I pushed too hard."
I calmly extend my hand.
A warm body temperature touches my fingertips. I wipe away the moisture with my palm resting on her soft cheek.
Fingers wiping away tears.
The girl seemed unable to resist.
"You look like you really hate this?"
"N-No... hic, sniff."
Emilia hurriedly fixes her expression.
The awkward smile she puts on contains an indescribable sadness.
She was being crushed by manners even while crying.
"I-I'm sorry... I was just, surprised, that's all."
You don't have to go this far.
I felt strangely guilty.
I didn't intend to expel her in the first place anyway.
I was just teasing her as revenge because I didn't like how she had been bullying our protagonist all this time.
I quietly opened my mouth.
"You're more desperate than I thought."
"Hic, ugh... I want, to live."
"Huhu, very well."
"W-What do you mean by 'very well'...?"
"It means that since Lady is so desperate, I can grant a small favor."
"...!"
The girl's pupils dilate.
As if she had seen hope.
Of course, I didn't intend to simply give it to her.
"But there's a condition."
"Wh-What is it?"
"Let's say I want to receive a bit of sincerity."
"Pardon...?"
The blue-haired girl looks up at me, hesitating.
I twisted the corners of my mouth into a grin.
Emilia Beniti.
In the original work, she was merely a supporting character in the villainous young lady position, but I saw her potential.
She was a character with high utility value.
If I could draw her to my side, I could use her usefully someday.
Now that I had her weakness in hand.
I intended to tie her down completely.
"For the next 3 years until graduation..."
I grab the girl's chin and lift it.
Gazes crossing up close.
Towards the blue eyes shaking anxiously, I smile lecherously.
"I'll make your body mine."
=I'll make you a chess piece I control.
The girl's face hardens.