Imperial Magic Academy.
The undisputed top magical educational institution where outstanding talents gather.
The professor’s eyes widened as he entered the lecture hall.
An upperclassman was lying down where chairs should be, with a small-built freshman sitting on top, legs crossed.
What on earth is this?
“What are you two doing…?”
“It’s just the result of a bet. Please don’t mind us, Professor.”
The upperclassman responded through gritted teeth, looking ashamed.
The professor chose to ignore it and continued with the lecture.
However, he couldn’t help but be conscious of the freshman’s presence.
‘That’s the Mad Dog Yuri… the special student on a destructive path…’
Yuri had recently become a figure of terror among the noble students.
The basic principle of the Imperial Magic Academy was equality.
However, in reality, wealthy noble children held all the power, treating commoners like slaves.
Yuri, who started breaking this system head-on upon entering, was backed by an unknown sponsor covering his full tuition.
Because of this, Yuri had no reason to bow to the nobles for financial reasons.
Thanks to his genius brain, he always scored perfectly on exams, making it unnecessary to curry favor with upperclassmen.
Accordingly, the children of the nobles tried to manipulate Yuri’s grades by going to the extent of dirty tricks by approaching professors.
‘I don’t like that delinquent either, but there’s nothing we can do.’
‘So you’re going to give high grades to a rude kid who beats up his seniors?’
‘We have no choice! The headmaster gave direct orders! Any tampering with Yuri’s grades will be severely punished!’
That too was blocked.
Not for all commoners, but specifically for Yuri’s grades?
It seemed that Yuri’s sponsor held a very high position.
True equality.
The principle of the Imperial Magic Academy was being upheld by one commoner student.
“…Well, the bell has rung, so this will be the end of the class.”
“Alright. Human chair, let’s move to the next classroom.”
“W-what? Isn’t it over now?”
“The bet was for the whole day. Are you going back on your word? A noble going back on his word?”
Yuri’s stern expression made the upperclassman’s face twist.
“Damn it! This ruthless b*stard…!”
“He’s a real mad dog. How can he treat his seniors like that…”
Hearing the murmurs around him, Yuri laughed in disbelief.
The human chair bet wasn’t his idea.
They challenged him and lost.
Why is he the one being called a mad dog and a brute?
“Duel, commoner!”
“How many times do I have to tell you, it’s Yuri…”
“Release my friend you’re holding hostage! If I lose, I’ll be a human desk for the day!”
“I said no… Stop challenging me already…”
Here we go again.
These guys never learn.
He hadn’t done anything.
‘Five minutes until the next class… Let’s finish this quickly.’
Yuri clenched his fist and stepped forward.
Ignoring them once led to them persistently bothering me.
So, I had no choice but to accept every duel they threw at me.
It’s better to shut them up by making them a human chair or desk than to let them keep yapping.
…Well, honestly, I hate both.
“The rule is, no mana! How about that!”
“Whatever.”
“That strange strength you showed last time. There’s no way you can produce that kind of power with that frail body. You must have secretly used mana to strengthen yourself! It’s obvious! You pathetic guy!”
“…”
What nonsense about mana.
His mana is too precious to waste on weaklings like him.
Why would he use the mana he was cultivating on him?
Yuri looked dumbfounded and took a step forward.
Thud! The limbs of the surrounding students began to tingle due to the heavy vibration.
An overwhelming sense of intimidation enveloped them instantly.
“Are you coming at me first, or should I go to you?”
“H-hah!”
“I am Yuri’s human desk for 24 hours from today…”
A minute later.
The duel ended quickly.
Yuri, who never wanted any furniture, got another one.
“Present yourself before me. The human chair too.”
“W-what? We’re outside right now?”
“Human desk… talking back…?”
“D-damn it!”
Whispering.
Murmuring.
Students watched in horror as Yuri enjoyed tea time with his seniors-turned-furniture in the middle of the park.
Showing such a disgraceful scene should deter them from challenging him again, right…?
“Damn it! I’m next! Stop bullying your seniors and let them go, commoner! If I lose, I’ll be a human coat rack!”
“I said I’ll release them after 24 hours…”
“I’m next! If this guy becomes furniture, then I…”
“Ah! Enough! It’s almost time for class!”
These b*stards.
Their loyalty is the only strong thing about them.
Yuri ended up running away from the human furniture candidates.
“Ugh. The only ones attracted are the ones I don’t want around. My sponsor doesn’t even care about me…”
It’s really frustrating.
He’s dying to know who’s supporting him so generously without asking for anything in return, what kind of person they are.
He has written countless sincere letters, but there’s still no reply.
He thought he was watching from afar.
Actually, he wasn’t really interested…
Just when Yuri was about to become sullen.
“…!?”
Click-clack.
The familiar sound of footsteps echoed in Yuri’s ears, amplified.
What’s this? Whose footsteps are those?
Although he recognized the footsteps, he couldn’t remember who they belonged to among the many he had memorized since starting school.
Who could it be? Unable to contain his curiosity, Yuri started running in the direction of the sound.
Class was about to start, but his curiosity got the better of him.
Yuri moved stealthily, hiding his footsteps.
‘The library?’
He entered the silent library.
Inside, in the shadowy depths, he spotted a figure.
The moment Yuri saw the back of the person, he felt his breath catch.
An inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
That person is definitely…
“Aslan Vermont!?”
Sigh.
The man turned around.
Yuri was overcome with anger and trembled.
Though it was his first time seeing him, the man felt strangely familiar. Aslan Vermont.
It was undoubtedly because Yuri had been grinding his teeth in preparation to save Charlotte and Julia.
Yuri clenched his fists, glaring at Aslan Vermont.
“Who are you?”
“Ah, it’s nothing… I’m sorry…”
At Aslan’s words, Yuri quickly turned his head, suppressing his hostility.
Not yet.
Revenge is yet to come.
If he lost control here, he might never get his chance for revenge.
“…”
Aslan walked past Yuri nonchalantly.
He didn’t even know who Yuri was, nor did he care.
But Yuri had a deep interest in him.
Grrr.
Grinding his teeth furiously, Yuri was right next to the target of his anger.
But the target didn’t even glance at him.
Damn it…!
How humiliating!
‘Aslan Vermont. I’ll remember your face. You’re the one who kidnapped Charlotte and Julia!’
He might forget about him completely.
But he’ll remember.
Until the day he rescues Charlotte and Julia, he’ll never forget.
His face, his voice, even the sound of his footsteps.
Yuri imagined the conditions Charlotte and Julia must be enduring under this villain.
He clenched his lips and closed his eyes.
Just the thought of it felt like it was damaging his brain.
As Yuri was about to curse to relieve this feeling,
“Damn it…!”
“Student Yuri, a letter arrived for you. What should I do with it?”
“Give it to me now. Oh! It’s a reply from the mysterious sponsor…!”
Suddenly, Yuri’s mood brightened.
A reply from the mysterious Mr. Black he had been eagerly waiting for!
Feeling ignored for filling the letters with only cheerful content, he had decided to write something more substantial, and finally, there was a response.
Who are you?
What do you do?
He’s dying to know…!
Yuri smiled, practically drooling, as he opened the letter.
-To Yuri Brussels
-I received your letter well, Mr. Brussels. I read it countless times, imagining your emotions and where you might have written it. You seem to have many questions. I am a lord governing some territory, and I specifically chose to support you because, on a visit to the Imperial Magic Academy, I was captivated by your intelligent eyes…
Mmm!
This is it! This is it!
He’ll read the rest quietly in the dormitory!
Yuri folded the letter and tucked it into his pocket, trembling.
Excitement? Elation? Something like that filled him.
Seeing that b*stard Aslan Vermont had dirtied his heart, but now it felt purified.
Yuri smiled ecstatically, the kind of smile a girl in love might wear.
(TLN: Yuri’s gender is unknown, although I’ve been using he/him as it makes the most sense (totally not because Yuri stole a suit not a dress >_<.)
