The Empire's unemployed youth, Kantoward, was trudging toward the Academy with reluctant steps.
‘Humanities, my ass. Tsk…….’
His résumé was impressive.
The Hero Academy.
The Porter Academy.
And even the Mage Tower.
After all, with the miserable record of failing three times in a row, he had no choice but to become an unemployed youth.
But they say even a mouse hole has its day in the sun.
With no particular dreams or hopes, he had applied to the Humanities Department simply to escape the nagging that poured down on him at home—and had actually received an acceptance certificate.
Of course, he preferred being inside the mouse hole...
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