And an Uneasy Future

Ever since facing Rayren in the principal's office, my life at the Academy had been thoroughly ruined.

Cleaning showed no sign of ending, and now I had to clean not only the classrooms but also the training grounds and the principal's office.

A few other professors were mildly unhappy about it, but the acting headmaster's orders held absolute power within the Academy, so the cleaning hell continued.

I'd done so much cleaning by now that my body had gotten used to it, and it wasn't all that hard. But Rayren's sadistic streak was making me suffer.

I might be walking down the hallway normally when an invisible attack came flying at me, or be alone in a classroom cleaning when poisonous gas started filling the room, and so on...

There were so many assassination attempts that every day was hell.

It was so bad that facing fifty monsters at once seemed easier, which gave me an idea of just how intense this bullshit was.

"At this rate, one of these days I'll just drop dead. Fuck."

I wanted to beat him to death, but getting close to the monster who could go toe-to-toe with the Demon King would probably be difficult.

And these places seemed to produce dust and trash automatically whenever someone breathed; no matter how much I cleaned, dust had piled up again whenever I took my eyes off it...