Chapter-09 · EP-144

Episode 144: Logic Backfires on Idiots

"Who gave you permission to hold club activities here?!"

Hacchi stepped in front of Dokujima.

"That's enough, Dokujima. The Second Swordsmanship Club has permission to use the schoolyard."

"Huh? Don't get cocky, Hachinohe!"

Hacchi had been Dokujima's senior in the First Swordsmanship Club. Yet Dokujima not only didn't treat him as a senior but spoke aggressively.

Even I was surprised at that.

"Don't you dare defy a noble just because you're a mere samurai-class! If I felt like it, I could make sure you never get a position anywhere, you know?"

"Gu…"

Hacchi was speechless at Dokujima's words.

I didn't know the details, but apparently, Dokujima, being a noble, outranked Hacchi, who was of samurai class.

"Stop it!"

Murasakimura stepped in to mediate the argument.

"Dokujima-kun, matters of samurai class or nobility shouldn't matter within the academy. If so, speaking to a second-year senior like Hachinohe-senpai in that manner is disrespectful."

That was logical. But such logic wouldn't work on Dokujima.

"Shut up, you filthy commoner! You're the one who's in the way!"

"Hey, hey, you seem really angry. Did something happen?"

These guys had been making snide remarks before, but today they were being particularly aggressive. Curious, I couldn't help but interject. What was he so angry about?

Then Numabe, beside him, let it slip.

"It's got nothing to do with the club president scolding us yesterday!"

"Hey, Numabe! Don't say unnecessary things!"

"Ah, sorry."

Scolded yesterday? The club president—that would be Iwakura, the First Swordsmanship Club president, right?

"You got yelled at by Iwakura yesterday?"

"Yeah, for not being focused during practice…"

"Numabe! I told you not to say unnecessary things!"

"Ah, sorry…"

Numabe was so dumb it was almost helpful. So, they were taking their frustration from being scolded during club activities out on us.

"That sounds like your problem. It's misdirected to complain to us."

Murasakimura said something logical.

Ah, don't bother, Murasakimura. Logic doesn't work on idiots. It just pours oil on the fire.

"Sh-shut up! Anyway, the Second Swordsmanship Club practicing in the schoolyard is an eyesore, so stop it!"

See, he's getting worked up.

Murasakimura, unable to read the room, continued explaining.

"Even if you say that, unlike the First Swordsmanship Club, we don't have a proper training hall. We can't practice in our small club room, so it can't be helped. Besides, we've properly notified the school and received permission to use the schoolyard."

"That doesn't concern us! I, the son of a baron, am telling you it's an eyesore. If it were excellent students like those in the First Club practicing, that would be one thing, but seeing weaklings like you, no matter how much you try, is unpleasant! If you don't stop, I'll have the academy dissolve your club!"

"That's tyrannical!"

Here we go again. The "noble-sama" thing. The kind Murasakimura hates most.

It seems lower-ranking nobles who are dropouts in Class B have a stronger sense of being the chosen people than the high-ranking nobles in Class A.

What a pain…

But with guys like this, you can't reason with them; you have to show them with strength.

Alright, let's do this.

"Wait, wait. Listening to you, it sounds like you think you're stronger than us."

"That's right. That top student of yours is still level 1. We excellent ones are already level 2. We're overwhelmingly superior."

"No, no. By any measure, Murasakimura, who's level 1 but practices seriously every day, is stronger than you at level 2, isn't he?"

"How can you think that? Are your eyes rotten?"

This guy was really annoying. I think it's your spirit that's rotten, though…

"Well then, why don't you fight Murasakimura and prove how excellent you are? If you prove you're stronger than us, we'll stop practicing in the schoolyard."

"You said it! I'll have you know, we nobles have skills. My 'Enhanced Dynamic Vision' and Numabe's 'Mighty Strength' are combat skills that can be used outside the dungeon! Unlike that dropout's useless dud skill, 'Lightning Magic' or whatever!"

"Yeah, fine. Then show us your precious skills."

Seeing me push the conversation forward, Murasakimura whispered to me.

"Ichinose-kun, my Lightning Magic is still level 1. You taught me how to use it yesterday, but until it reaches level 2, I can't use it outside the dungeon…"

To the worried Murasakimura, I said.

"What are you talking about, Murasakimura? Guys like these aren't even worth using your skill on. Just show them the results of your usual practice!"

At my words, Murasakimura's eyes widened in surprise.

And then – a fighting spirit lit up in his eyes.