Unlike Professor Aiaie, escaping from Professor Marea was impossible.
However, I, Murmur, couldn’t come up with a satisfactory answer for Professor Marea.
I said I didn’t know what I didn’t know and that I couldn’t do what I couldn’t do, but it was meaningless.
“So… did Murmur organize all the practice weapons here?”
Esme covered her mouth with her right hand as she spoke.
“Yeah, but Murmur didn’t find it too hard.”
Professor Marea, who firmly misunderstood that I, Murmur, was being stubborn, ended up giving me a small punishment.
But to me, it was really no big deal.
How indifferent must Professor Marea have been to me to assign me, the duty student, to clean up the practice equipment used by the students?
Anyway, thanks to that, I managed to escape by casually doing what I was supposed to do originally.
“Murmur was originally the duty student. It’s just something I had to do.”
“Ah… I see. But was there anything heavy or difficult?”
“Nah, it’s fine. Monica helped me.”
As soon as Monica heard my voice, she smiled brightly and waved her hand.
“I worked hard to help Murmur-nim!”
Esme glanced at Monica and nodded.
“But I still think Professor Marea was a bit too harsh.”
I nodded while picking up a ball rolling on the ground.
“Today, Professor Marea—”
“Murmur-nim! Are you okay?!”
Before Esme could finish her sentence, Citrine ran over, grabbed my shoulders, and looked me over.
“Yeah, Murmur is fine. I just promised to retake the physical assessment later.”
Of course, I, Murmur, have no intention of taking it.
“If Professor Marea did something bad, tell me!! I’ll get revenge for you!!”
Seeing Citrine about to explode, I quickly grabbed her hand and shook it up and down to calm her down.
“Murmur is really fine. Monica can vouch for me.”
“I can vouch for it! Murmur-nim just helped me move about 20 practice weapons from the classroom to the storage room.”
“I-I was shocked when I heard you got punished.”
Citrine looked at my face and finally let out a sigh of relief.
“No matter how simple the punishment… Professor Marea is still not great.”
“I was just about to say that!”
Esme straightened her back unnecessarily.
“Professor Marea was really, really not great today!”
“That’s right!! She forced Nicasia to spar and made her a laughingstock again today. She’s just not great.”
“That really seemed too much even from my perspective!”
“And then she suddenly accused Murmur-nim of hiding something… Hmph! It’s like insulting a starving child for looking full!”
Citrine grumbled angrily on my behalf.
“I don’t know much about this story?”
Monica, who had been quietly listening, raised her right hand and spoke.
“Is Professor Marea a professor with a bad reputation?”
“It’s not that her skills are bad. She just doesn’t hide the fact that she dislikes the Demon Race…”
“Hmph…! As a professor of the Academy, she should teach students without discrimination.”
“And… Murmur is a Demon Race, but she’s our friend!”
Esme and Citrine passionately vented their anger on my behalf.
Hmm, but listening quietly, it’s kind of cute.
“It’s ridiculous that because of adults like Professor Marea, the Demons in the New Helheim Club can’t attend classes even if they want to!”
“New Helheim?”
“Maybe Monica doesn’t know? There’s a club called New Helheim where a lot of Demons gather.”
“Demons?”
Monica blinked her eyes and hugged me halfway with both hands.
…Wait, what’s with this hug?
“Are there other Demons besides Murmur-nim at Cosmos Academy?”
“Y-you didn’t know? There are! They’re all attending properly.”
“You can think of them as exchange students.”
Monica still blinked her eyes, seemingly unable to understand.
“But Murmur is the only Demon who diligently attends classes.”
“Hmm… It seems like it would be very difficult for me to meet them.”
“They’re just holed up in the New Helheim Clubhouse and never come out.”
Citrine shook her head left and right as if she really disliked it.
“But Murmur, how did you dodge that attack?”
“Murmur just grabbed Nicasia’s waist and moved back because she was scared.”
“Really? Professor Marea didn’t get mad because Murmur figured out something… right?”
“Esme, Professor Marea just made up an excuse to punish Murmur-nim.”
Esme tilted her head cutely, wondering if that was the case.
“But Murmur can understand.”
“It’s a situation where Professor Marea misunderstood and punished Murmur-nim on her own, right?”
“Murmur thinks it’s possible.”
“That’s not acceptable! If you make a mistake, you should apologize properly! That’s what adults do!”
Citrine wagged her index finger up and down.
“Oh~hohoho! In that sense, Professor Marea can never be called an adult… Eek!?”
I couldn’t help but pinch Citrine’s ear.
It’s cute that they’re passionately venting, but in Reoa’s world, there are bad adults like the ‘Silver Dawn Council.’
It’s good to restrain them early so Citrine doesn’t get into dangerous situations later.
“Mu, Murmur-nim…!!! Ears are for beds…”
“Citrine, you shouldn’t go around saying things like that. Bad adults might cause trouble for no reason!”
“…Hmph, but Professor Marea is a mean adult who unfairly punished Murmur-nim.”
Citrine covered her red, burning ears with both hands, clearly not convinced.
“Murmur is our friend… I think it’s too much.”
Esme spoke after observing the situation.
“Professor Marea has her reasons. You shouldn’t say that.”
It’s not a matter of right or wrong.
If there’s a reason like this, someone will use it as a shield to fight, and Esme and Citrine are still soft-hearted children who could get caught up in such things.
I, Murmur, am not so wicked as to watch my friends get hurt.
“Even if there’s a reason, hating Murmur for no reason is just stupid.”
Esme spoke more firmly than before.
“I agree with Esme. I want to say what’s wrong is wrong.”
“Murmur is just asking, but Citrine, do you really not know about Professor Marea’s story?”
“I only know that she dislikes Demons.”
“Really? Professor Marea’s prosthetic arm was made by your guild, right?”
Citrine naturally covered her mouth with her left hand.
“How does Murmur-nim know that?”
“Murmur isn’t stupid. The prosthetic arm has the ‘Crimson Nexus Guild’ emblem engraved on it.”
Professor Marea is grateful to the ‘Crimson Nexus Guild.’
It was only natural since they gifted her the prosthetic arm for free.
Because of this relationship, Citrine knew the contents of ‘collaborative assignments’ in advance or received ‘small favors’ from Professor Marea.
“As Murmur-nim thought, Professor Marea’s prosthetic arm was made by our guild.”
“But you don’t know?”
“That’s right? It’s also a matter between adults… It’s not particularly interesting.”
Then Citrine might really not know anything.
“Esme would understand, I think.”
Esme pointed at herself and then covered her mouth.
“Could it be that Professor Marea’s family was… by a Demon?”
When I nodded, Citrine let out a big sigh.
“If that’s the case… then it makes sense. She might personally dislike Demons.”
Esme only said that much and made an awkward expression.
Even adults wouldn’t dare to separate personal feelings from professional matters in such a situation.
That’s why I, Murmur, had no intention of getting involved with Professor Marea.
It’s not something that can be resolved with a few words.
Monica, always marching to her own beat, broke the awkward atmosphere.
“Does Murmur-nim also have to take the physical assessment?”
“Yeah, Professor Marea said I have to retake it because she’s not convinced.”
“I have to do it too! It’s great!”
Monica smiled brightly and grabbed my hand.
Wait… great?
“I hope Professor Marea realizes that Murmur-nim is different this time!”
Monica smiled like a sunny spring day.
“Physical assessment… What does that have to do with it?”
“I don’t understand the story either.”
…Wait, this isn’t it, right?
Nicasia isn’t here either, right?
“The reason I’m taking the physical assessment is so Professor Marea can judge which martial arts class I can take, right?”
“Right? We all take it when a new semester starts or something.”
“Sweating, running around, gym clothes getting dirty quickly, it’s such a hassle.”
“Murmur-nim’s ‘retake’ of the physical assessment is the same, right?”
No no no no no.
It’s true, but that’s not it. Really, it’s not!
“That’s right…? If Murmur messes up this physical assessment spectacularly, Professor Marea will have no choice but to acknowledge it!”
Esme’s eyes sparkled as she spoke.
“…That’s right. Professor Marea is currently misunderstanding that Murmur-nim is hiding something.”
“Right? Right? Citrine? You’re thinking the same thing as me, right?”
Esme smiled brightly and high-fived Citrine.
“I… don’t like it…”
I started getting goosebumps all over.
I really don’t want to do that physical assessment event!
If Nicasia shows up here, it’s going to be confirmed, right?!
“What are you all talking about so—”
“Nicasiaaaa!!!”
“Sh-should I not be hearing this?”
I ended up crouching down in front of Nicasia, who appeared at the perfect timing.
“Welcome! Nicasia! We’re planning to help Murmur!”
“It’s a brilliant plan I came up with!”
“Ah~ Professor Marea was definitely making strange assumptions.”
Nicasia shrugged and smiled at me, Murmur.
“But don’t worry. I already told her that Murmur really knows nothing about swordsmanship.”
That’s not going to help at allll.
“But what kind of plan were you all making?”
“Adults like Professor Marea don’t give up until they’re convinced! Like my aunt!”
“So we were planning to show her that Murmur-nim is different!”
Monica clapped her hands.
“To show Professor Marea that, contrary to her misunderstanding and prejudice, Murmur-nim’s martial arts skills are terrible!”
“Ugh…”
“Right now, Professor Marea can’t accept that Murmur accidentally dodged an attack, right? If we show her that Murmur can’t even do simpler exercises, she’ll have to acknowledge it!”
“Ugh…”
“If you need anything, I’ll get it for you!”
Nooo.
I don’t want this event!
I’ve been avoiding doing anything because I didn’t want this event, you know?!
It’s not like I gave up on Professor Marea’s event, which would have been a big help in that perverted vice-principal’s super event, for no reason, right?!
“Alright! Murmur! Once the plan is complete, I’ll talk to Professor Marea.”
“Mu, Murmur is really fine…”
“It’s okay! Murmur! We’ll all do the physical assessment together, so we’ll help you splendidly!”
My, Murmur’s, scream was drowned out by Nicasia and Esme’s bright voices.
“Mu, Murmur is…”
“It’s okay, right? I’ll work hard to help you a lot!”
“Murmur doesn’t want to sweat! Doesn’t want to swing heavy swords! Doesn’t want sore hands! I don’t want to! I don’t want to do ittttt!!!”
If I do this event, I’ll definitely learn a martial arts skill!
And! It’s not the ordinary physical assessment you’re thinking of!
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