7. Student Council – 04

A commoner named Jin defeated that very Hugo Bright in the duel evaluation.

And that, too, with Hugo’s side not being able to lay a finger on Jin, and with such an overwhelming difference in skill that no one can deny it.

Such rumors quickly spread throughout Nineveh beyond the first graders who watched the duel between Jean and Hugo less than a day after the duel was over.

Since ancient times, humans are animals that like to rank themselves with others.

Who is stronger than anyone else, who fights whom, who will surely win, these are creatures that are so obsessed with gossip that they can discuss these useless topics for days and days.

At such a moment, Jin, who was rumored throughout the school as a talkative braggart, defeated Hugo, a fighter who had one of the top five skills among first-year students.

Although the man named Hugo Bright was rude and had a bad personality, he was strong nonetheless.

Being strong is power in itself, and that is why Hugo’s actions were implicitly tolerated.

Likewise, Claire Delphine Mascarena, who possesses magical knowledge that could fly only once in a hundred years, had a major accident in her monster practice, but her activities were unstoppable.

Strong power and talent are valuable assets that cannot be exchanged for anything in the empire. It was the will of the Empire and Nineveh that no matter how many ‘accidents’ they had, their talents could not be nipped in the bud.

But that Hugo Bright lost.

According to rumors, the Jin, who was said to have supernatural powers in the spirit world, or to enter Nineveh through dirty tricks, actually defeated Hugo with an overwhelming difference in skill.

Not only the first graders but the entire Nineveh were literally turned upside down by the results that no one dared to expect.

What kind of guy is Jin? Wasn’t he a commoner who was simply lucky enough to be admitted to Nineveh, or a braggart who ran amok with only a small paranormal ability?

Well, Jin also did it in anticipation of attracting attention from others in his own way.

He didn’t like the fact that a kid named Hugo was going around with his eyes wide open and making jokes at him through his back hole, rather than having other people muttering about him.

However, it seemed that his expectations were a bit wrong.

“Are you Jin? The one who has been going to Nineveh since high school?”

“By the way, rumors say that you have mental abilities, right? How the hell did you beat Hugo, who is a fighter? Did you actually have the ability of another side other than the mental system?”

“Hey, look at how soft your arms are. Didn’t you usually train hard enough? But then, how the hell did you use that strength in the duel?”

“You know, that. How did you do it?”

That’s it, how the hell am I supposed to understand when you say it that way?

“You know, the shockwave that bastard Hugo sent out at the last moment went back like riding a wave. How the hell did you do that? Can you tell me too?”

“This is a rumor I heard somewhere, but are you really a hidden illegitimate child of a noble family? Or foreign royalty who entered Nineveh in secret?”

… Is this a stupid rumor spread by someone who has nothing else to do? I, a dimensional alien, am a hidden royal family or a nobleman. With such a hidden identity, what am I doing here?

After winning the duel with Hugo, Jin could no longer walk around Nineveh with his face up.

Everywhere he walked, it was common for other people to glance at him as if they were looking at a rare animal in a zoo, and students who normally had no interest in Jin rushed to him to try and talk to him anyway.

Are you really a commoner, where did you learn martial arts, what kind of skills did you have to easily subdue Hugo, who is rumored to be a martial artist, or is it true that you are a hidden royal family…

People asked him all sorts of trivia about Jin, and he, who at first tried to answer the barrage of questions in his own way, was starting to get annoyed.

In the end, Jin had to hide like a ninja in search of a place where people were not there, even using synesthesia, and ended up being locked in his room like this even on a golden holiday.

The weather outside the window was so sunny, but in a small room – actually, the dormitory is so grand, so the word narrow is a bit ironic – but it seemed like it was a bit painful to be locked up, but what can I do.

Even so, I think it’s something I can’t do even if I die to laugh and chat with other people hahahahahoho and receive countless requests to shake hands.

“By the way, who created and spread such nonsense, that he is a foreign royal family or that he is the illegitimate son of a noble somewhere? And who are the people who believe that nonsense?”

– Well, to be honest, it was a half-expected result. Rather, I think it’s more strange that you couldn’t predict this situation.

When Erekaya said that in a nonchalant tone, Jin threw a question at her with a puzzled tone.

“What do you mean? Did you expect this nonsense to go around in advance?”

– Yes. Originally, the public likes to justify themselves by attaching reasonable reasons and grounds to it, rather than blindly believing groundless rumors. In that sense, to the students of Nineveh, you must be a truly mysterious being.

– As they see it, there is no smoke in the chimney when it is not. Similarly, commoner students are generally less capable than noble students.

– This is not to say that commoner students are inferior to aristocratic students, or because they lack the ability. Of course, the nobles have been constantly refining their bloodlines over the past hundreds of years, so even from a genetic point of view they are clearly superior to the average commoner. However, the story I want to talk about now is the story of ‘environment’.

“environment?”

– Yes. Aristocratic students have already been educated by their families since childhood before entering Nineveh, and they have clearly decided what their aptitude and career path are.

– In other words, aristocratic students entered Nineveh after they had decided what they would become in the future and developed their talents with the support of their families. Wasn’t this an environment in which there was no choice but to be different from commoner students who only discovered their aptitude and accepted various cultures after entering Nineveh?

– Hugo Bright was a typical martial artist who had already blossomed and developed his talents from a very young age. Since ancient times, the strength of physical-type abilities comes from the level of training they have accumulated. A commoner student who had only been in Nineveh for about a month was not an opponent that he could dare to cross.

But Jin broke Hugo. It wasn’t that he used some expedient method, but that he used martial arts from the front and broke it from the front.

“Indeed, in the eyes of nobles, what I did was ‘something that could never happen’. That’s why I started to doubt that I had some kind of background.”

– Yes. I don’t know who the idiot came up with this nonsense, but it was this background that made almost all the cadets believe it. Besides, it’s a story that can’t even be called a rumor.

“… Can’t you say it’s a rumor? why?”

Could it be that noble blood flowed through his lineage without Jin knowing it? But unfortunately, Jin isn’t even a person from this world in the first place?

– I’m not saying that. What I want to say is that it is the story of the photograph.

After saying that, Erekaya sighed towards Jin.

– The photo you bought at the market as a substitute for a family photo. Did you keep it well hidden from others as I instructed?

“Of course. It was hard to find a place to hide the picture because you made such a fuss. But what about this picture?

Jin looked at the family photo once again as he took out the photo from the private space behind the bed.

A black-haired man and woman who appear to be a married couple and a dark-haired boy between them.

Objectively, the black-haired man and woman were indeed a combination that could be called a good-looking man and woman, and the child between the two of course also had a very cute face.

‘At first glance, it looks a bit like my childhood.’

In fact, the only similarity between Jin’s childhood and the child in the picture was that the eyes, nose and mouth were all attached, but at least Jin himself thought so.

– The people in the picture. For some reason, I feel familiar. No matter how much I think about it, I get the feeling that he is not a stranger.

“You say you’re familiar? So, what are your friends? Or the aristocrat you used to know?”

– I don’t know that far. However, considering that people with black hair are very rare on this continent, it would be normal for me to have relevant memories in my head… .

Unfortunately, looking at that family photo, Erekaya couldn’t recall any memories. No matter how much I remember, I’ve never met anyone who looked like that.

But why did the people in the picture feel so familiar to Erekaya? Why don’t you think that you are such a simple man?

Judging by this sense that a part of my head tickles whenever I see that family photo, the people in that photo must be related to Erekaya in some way.

If so, those people must be aristocrats with a high probability. That, too, was a high-ranking aristocrat who formed a relationship with Erekaya and remained in her memory.

Judging from Erekaya’s judgment, it seemed clear that hanging a family photo of such people in a room like this would be disfigured in some way.

Fortunately, no one had a deep relationship with Jin in Nineveh last month, so no one had seen that photo, but did you know it?

“… nobility? Well, definitely. As you said, the overall appearance of these nobles was a bit classy. It’s not like what you’re saying is very discredited.”

– In that case, please dispose of that picture quickly. Because from my point of view, the picture seems to bring about bad things to you.

When Erekaya said that she was concerned about something, Jin frowned.

Anyway, it’s like a woman who lives with a bunch of useless worries. It’s just one picture at most. If a picture like this blows something bad, how great would it be?

‘Honestly, it’s a bit too wasteful to throw away.’

Black hair is rare on the continent. And family photos of people with black hair gathered together are even rarer.

No matter how much I think about it, there seems to be no better picture than this one to disguise as Jin’s family picture.

However, it is a little bit like ignoring Erekaya and leaving the picture as it is. It’s a fact that Jin knows very well that she’s a woman who doesn’t say anything about being sick.

‘Then I have no choice but to offer a compromise.’

Erekaya is concerned that the people in the photos look too familiar to her eyes, and Jin notes that the people in the photos have black hair.

So, isn’t there a compromise that can be compromised here?

When Jin talked about the ‘compromise plan’ he came up with, Erekaya eventually sighed and agreed with Jin’s words.

– … Tsk, you really are a man who doesn’t listen to people. Do it your way. If I do as you say, I think the worst can be avoided.

Erekaya also agreed, so there was nothing more to look at. The moment Jin was carefully raising his hand and ‘retouching’ the photo-

smart.

A knock echoed from the door. And at that knocking sound, Jin answered without thinking.

“Ah, I will leave now. Wait.”

Come to think of it, it seems that it is time for the servant to come to clean the room. After putting the picture upside down on the desk, Jin opened the locked door-

“… uh.”

Outside the door, there was a person Jin never thought of, not a servant.

“hi.”

“… uh, uh Okay, bye.”

The person standing outside the door was none other than Erekaya Del Pendragon himself.

And seeing Erekaya like that, Jin lost his senses without realizing it.

… No, it’s all good, but why the hell is he here?

I’m not in any relationship with him yet.