At her words, Lucian laughed and teased, “How about you lie down and I’ll give you a proper one?
I pick things up fast just from watching a few videos!”
Kato burst out laughing at that.
Looking at the classmate she’d only met today, she smiled sweetly.
“No way!”
If she actually did that, wouldn’t she lose all face?
Besides, that kind of massage looked exactly like a reward for Lucian.
She definitely didn’t want to; the two of them weren’t close enough for that yet.
Kato shifted her gaze elsewhere.
Seeing that, Lucian just smiled and said no more, going back to studying the aura within his body.
Beside him, Kato was working on condensing her own aura, and neither of them spoke again.
The quiet where they sat stood in stark contrast to the people sparring, and before long Yukinoshita even wandered over.
She sat right down next to Kato and started whispering to her, glancing at Lucian now and then.
Lucian caught their conversation.
He looked up at the two girls and grumbled, “Can you two stop badmouthing someone right in front of him?”
The two were discussing teaming up for the next combat class.
Yukinoshita didn’t want to pair with Lucian anymore, so she’d come to find Kato.
And here they were, gossiping right in front of him.
Was it his fault for being too strong?
“Lucian, finding a partner later might be a bit of a struggle for you.
Trust me, no one in the class wants to fight you!” Yukinoshita looked at him in complete seriousness.
With a monster of a learning Talent like his, fighting Lucian only made you his fuel.
He’d master everything you knew in an instant.
Then he’d take the moves he’d mastered, enhance them, and beat you with them.
She knew exactly how maddening it was to fight Lucian.
“My apologies.
I’m simply too strong.” Lucian looked at Yukinoshita, at a loss for words.
If there was no one, so be it.
Wasn’t there still Cute Shizuka?
Besides, they’d said not all the classmates had arrived yet, so Lucian wasn’t worried.
What if someone with an even more monstrous Talent turned up later?
Then wouldn’t he have an opponent?
So he wasn’t the least bit worried about this.
The three sat together, chatting off and on, and time slipped by until the bell rang.
At that, everyone in the class stopped what they were doing and dropped to the floor without a care for how they looked.
They’d been fighting the whole period and were quite worn out.
Luckily, the last two periods weren’t combat but aura condensation.
By now Lucian and the others understood their coming schedule: basically no more cultural classes, only various combat lessons and technique instruction.
What’s more, classes would run morning and evening, sometimes taking a whole morning or afternoon, with little time set aside for rest.
The afternoon flew by.
Hiratsuka paid no more attention to students like Lucian who’d already condensed aura, focusing instead on those who hadn’t managed it yet.
So Lucian spent the afternoon quietly condensing his aura, growing stronger.
When the afternoon dismissal bell rang, Hiratsuka stopped and said, “That’s it for today.
From tomorrow, any students who haven’t brought their combat gear, remember to bring it.”
With that, Hiratsuka left without a backward glance.
The students who needed to change went to change, while the rest returned to the classroom, grabbed their bags, and started heading home.
Lucian was no exception.
After getting his bag from the classroom, he left school to go shopping.
On his way out, Lucian took stock of his finances and found he had only a little over 5,000 to his name.
It was all left behind by his predecessor.
Saving up 5,000 credits was quite something for an orphan.
By his memories, the predecessor had gone out to work every holiday, scraping this money together bit by bit.
In other words, if he spent the whole 5,000, he’d have to figure out how to make more…
It really was a headache.
Who’d have thought the first problem he’d hit in this world would be needing cash?
I should go easy on this 5,000 for now, Lucian thought, heading toward the commercial district.
Passing a weapon shop, he suddenly stopped, his attention drawn to what was inside.
By his memories, the predecessor had worked at this shop before, and it struck him that he didn’t have a weapon.
Since he was already here, why not grab the chance to buy one?
At that, Lucian walked right in.
He decided to check the prices and pick up a cheap one to make do for now.
Since the predecessor had worked here, he could probably haggle the price down a lot.
Save where you can, spend where you must.
“Welcome…
Lucian?” The moment he stepped in, the person inside called out on reflex, then, seeing who it was, said his name.
“Miss Mira.” Lucian looked toward the one who’d called him.
She was a young auntie who, by his memory, managed this shop.
“You brat, did you Awaken your Talent?
Which class did you get put in?” At the sight of him, the manager’s tone softened.
Lucian (well, the predecessor) had been extremely diligent working at her shop.
A bit tight-lipped, sure, but a hardworking kid, and once Miss Mira learned he was an orphan, she’d looked after him well.
“Yeah, I Awakened it.
I got put in the Special Class.” Lucian nodded, answering her.
“Special Class?
Not bad!
Sounds like your Talent’s excellent.
Did you come to buy a weapon today?
Pick whichever you like.
Consider it a gift from me.” Miss Mira’s eyes lit up at his answer.
Her information was quite current.
She clearly knew what had happened at Lucian’s school, how the genius students from several nearby schools had all been recruited by the principal.
Even teachers had been transferred over just to set up this Special Class.
She hadn’t expected Lucian to land in it as well.
It really was remarkable.
It seemed he must have Awakened some incredible Talent.
The child was finally going to make something of himself.
“No, no, Miss Mira, I should pay for it.
Running a business isn’t easy for you!” At her words, Lucian quickly refused.
Favors are hard to repay once taken, so better not to owe them if you can help it.
Besides, he wasn’t after a high-quality weapon; one that worked was enough.
“What’s not easy about it?
You know I’ve got several buildings bringing in rent!
Listen to me, pick whatever catches your eye.
This is my gift to you!” But the woman was dead set on giving Lucian a weapon.
With that, she tugged him along and started walking the shop, telling him to choose freely.
And they were in the pricier section, where every weapon ran into the thousands or tens of thousands.
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