I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy

20 – 20. Opening

“They don’t even listen to me because they think I’m a commoner and a wealthy girl.”

I threw away the doll I was holding in my right hand.

A doll that flies straight up, hits the wall, and breaks.

When I glanced at her, it seemed like she couldn’t accept the reality that she was still alive.

It’s worth it. Because I was literally on the verge of death.

I was as surprised as she was. She almost got hurt before she even started the mid-term evaluation.

“…Thank you, instructor.”

The light returned to her eyes as she lowered her head slightly. I think I’ve finally come to my senses.

I answered with a low voice.

“Thank you. “I’m the one who will be in trouble if you die here.”

“I’m sorry. And may I ask you one thing?”

Adela took a breath and adjusted her tone, but she could not hide her embarrassment.

“How did you block the attack of an A-class doll with one hand?”

In that question, the premise ‘to the theory instructor’ was deliberately omitted.

It’s admirable that his intention was not to provoke me, but in fact, it didn’t matter if he asked outright.

Because it was a situation that was likely to raise questions.

In fact, this is not the first time that an A-class doll has been turned into a romantic comedy.

The last time I destroyed her with her magic (reflection), she passed by without saying anything.

Since he was a theory instructor, he probably assumed he was a magician, and this level of firepower was natural.

But now things are a little different.

It was not a barbarian, but a situation where the doll was physically crushed.

I could have made a long-winded excuse about that, but I decided to take the easy route.

“If you’re weaker than a doll, you can’t be labeled as an instructor.”

Because he is an instructor.

Also, since she is still a freshman, she doesn’t know much about the instructor.

This is the best academy in the empire, both in name and reality, and it is difficult to gauge the ability of the instructors who are responsible for the training and safety of the students there.

Adela nodded her head slowly. Not only was she convinced, but it seemed like she was once again impressed by the instructor’s average level.

“Anyway, Cheonhwa finished her restoration in just one week. “I didn’t believe it, but it was quite annoying.”

“Then how-“

“What should I do? “It needs to be remodeled again.”

I held out my hand to Adela.

Because she had already experienced it once, she did not try to shake his hand but gave him her cloth.

“It will take the same thing this time too. However, there is no point in spending an entire day playing ball, so today I will fix the circuit and teach you the theoretical part.”

“As for the theoretical part….”

Are you really planning on explaining the know-how to block fists?

Adela looked like she was thinking,

The point covered in today’s private tutoring was a bit more explicit.

“The goal that all this training is aiming for. It’s her grasp of who she is.”

Scarlet Rain. Her characteristic and strength can be said to be her unpredictable and free movements, which come from a fighting sense that seems to have been divine.

It is almost impossible to completely see through such a person.

But.

“It will come from the left.”

“Yes?”

After all, she is also a person. The movements were also built based on the battles so far.

In her movements based on her experience, even the smallest habits are bound to remain.

“The five sparring sessions held last time. Through it all, the first attack always came from the left.”

“…Ah!”

And there was no way those habits wouldn’t be visible to me.

I took her to her ending, even if it was just a formality, and saw countless battles along the way.

All I did in the five sparring sessions was change the feelings I had from the player’s perspective into confirmation.

It was time to pass it on.

“Don’t just stand there and moan like a fool, take something out and write it down.”

Adela immediately took out a notebook and pen from her inner pocket.

It was a good attitude. If only I could maintain that pace until the end….

“Scarlett digging to the left. “The moment when we compete for that first sum is the greatest opportunity.”

A week later, Adella will become a bamboo spear only for Scarlett.

—

Bam!

The heads of the C-class dolls that collided with each other were crushed helplessly.

The dolls stumbled a few times and fell down helplessly.

“Whoa.”

Scarlett wiped the sweat around her neck with a cloth.

I tied back my slightly loose hair due to intense training.

When I took a breath and looked around, the surroundings were more messy than I thought.

With the remains of Mana dolls.

In her public sparring hall, which was filled with her students, she was suddenly the only one, and the minute hand on her watch was urging her that her curfew was approaching.

I thought I might have overdone it a bit, but since the mid-term evaluation was due tomorrow morning, I felt like I needed to do this to relax my body.

However, if we delay any longer, it may be really late.

She picked up her bag full of debris and headed to the garbage dump behind the sparring hall.

Because the amount was so large, it was difficult to put it in the trash can inside the sparring hall.

Because time was tight, she decided to take a shortcut. Since she had so much work to do to clean up her dolls, she was able to naturally learn that she was fast when she crossed the hallway of the instructor sparring hall.

The sound of footsteps echoing in the dark hallway.

Time was running out, so there were no instructors left.

I thought so. Until she passed Ivan’s sparring hall.

“…Huh?”

I could see the light coming through the crack in the closed door because the surroundings were dark.

It was a fairly bright light that was difficult to come out with the light inside being turned on.

As I approached the door, I heard a voice.

“Instructor, the curfew time is tight.”

It was the voice of a familiar merchant girl.

“It’s already about that time. “I’ll finish this by tomorrow morning, so please go back to the dormitory.”

I could also hear the voice of the room owner.

It seemed like her Ivan had let her into his sparring room just like the last time she sparred.

“Then, thank you again this time.”

“This is my third time doing this, so I’m getting quite used to it.”

I don’t know what those two were doing, but it seemed like they spent a lot of time with each other.

The conversation continued fluidly without being stiff, leading Scarlett to guess one thing.

‘For some reason, I haven’t been seen in sparring for 15 days.’

I had no intention of keeping Scarlett in check, but I was a little curious as she, who used to come to the sparring hall almost every day, suddenly stopped walking.

Probably the same situation is repeating itself every day.

Then, what did you do over there for 15 days?

That was easy to confirm.

“By the way, tomorrow is already the day of the midterm evaluation. How confident are you?”

“Of course. “Considering the number of times I almost died during training, winning first place would be the only way to make up for it.”

“You speak well.”

Ivan was always exchanging a huge amount of assignments with his students, but in the meantime, he also seemed to be steadily meeting his own personal ambitions.

Personal tutoring for the daughter of the best caravan company in the empire. It can be said that the explicit parts are truly characteristic of him.

Scarlett quickened her steps again.

It was none of her business whether they were training her or tutoring her, and she did not feel the slightest sense of crisis as a result.

In her previous sparring, Scarlett had already confirmed.

Cheonhwa’s firepower was fast and sharp, but it only stopped there.

Once you dig in, your body becomes stiff like a girl who has never fought properly.

The experience she has accumulated cannot be destroyed by mere ‘good weapons’ and ‘two weeks’ worth of effort’.

But….

“Tsk.”

An unpleasant feeling that is completely separate from that.

In the empty hallway, only the sound of clicking one’s tongue remained.

—

It would be a bit embarrassing to give it a grand name like the day of the decisive battle.

This morning dawned when a student tournament called the Midterm Evaluation would be held.

Today, Russell’s first grade. Those few hundred students will receive the most explicit evaluation of their skills.

Not in the form of an instructor’s score or opinion, but in the form of a real-life test between the same students.

To do that, a lot of sparring was needed, and time was tight.

All instructors, including me, came to the sparring hall early in the morning to prepare for smooth progress.

Ah, it would be correct to say that it is every instructor and one student.

“Brother! “I brought the mana stone here!”

“You brought it all at once. Give it to me. “If my arm falls off, I can’t even pray.”

Instructors summoned at dawn. Our saint is very naturally caught in the middle.

Of course, I didn’t come because someone called me.

It was an arbitrary action.

Because there was no instructor here to mobilize the students, who had to fight in their best condition as soon as morning dawned, to prepare for the next day.

It was literally a supply without demand, and instructor Miho even gave an order that was almost a request, saying, ‘Go sit over there’….

She, who was bright in her world, seemed to have accepted her remark as ‘her free time’ and decided to fulfill her calling as a saint.

He is now following me around and taking care of all the chores.

She handed over her bag of mana stones and whispered slyly.

“Come on, brother! It’s a great opportunity. If you give this Mana Stone to the instructors, you will be able to convey her brother’s sincerity as it is!”

“To tell you the truth, it would be better for me if Ms. Paula were to sit down.”

As she was working and exchanging words like that, the evaluation time was quickly approaching.

Accordingly, students began to enter the sparring hall, and soon the place became so crowded that it was noisy.

As soon as the sparring was ready to begin, instructor Miho, standing in the center, spoke.

“Attention everyone.”

As an S-class agent, her charisma was enough to sway the entire sparring hall with her not-so-loud voice.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

“Today, you will be able to confirm your efforts and training in the form of results.”

Although this is our first official sparring, the first step is really important.

Students who seem to intuitively know that their future life at the academy will change depending on what position they reach today and how they feel.

Their eyes are filled with determination.

It was the same for Adela standing over there,

Scarlett over there…. Although my pace was always the same. At least you will feel something.

“We will begin the mid-term evaluation.”

After a dry declaration, the evaluation finally begins.

It was the beginning of the second event.