However, very few people knew this fact.
K himself, who possessed the ability, Chairman Seong-tae, and Yohan, who had fought K to the death in his previous life, were all.
Mana Specialist Instructor Haru continued the proceedings in order to calm the situation, where everyone without exception was stirring.
Even so, one question would not leave her mind.
‘The crystal orb shone black.... Just what kind of mana does he have?’
She could not hide her interest in Yohan after seeing black mana, something she had never seen in all her life and studies.
‘He will make good research material.’
Haru quieted the murmuring people and continued the Unique Ability Evaluation.
The remaining Class F students received F-grade abilities in accordance with their results, and Yohan was checking every one of them.
Then, in the middle of that, he confirmed one student's ability and his eyes flashed.
‘Found it. The most annoying ability to deal with! Her name is... Kang Han-na. Confirmed.’
Every student's Unique Ability Evaluation came to an end.
"With this, the Unique Ability Evaluation will conclude. Pluton welcomes your admission, and from now on, you will move to your assigned classes."
At Haru's words, the instructors, who had been stirring as well, came to their senses and stood before their assigned classes.
The students were looking at Seong-hyeon, curious about which class the S-grade Hunter belonged to.
After hearing Haru's words, Seong-hyeon began moving.
At that, the students swallowed as they watched his path.
Seong-hyeon stood before Class F.
"Why is Instructor Seong-hyeon there?!"
"Even if I can understand him not being in Class S, he is saying he will be in charge of Class F?"
"Impossible."
Amid the students' whispers, Yohan, who stood in the first position of Class F, met Seong-hyeon's eyes.
"I look forward to working with you."
Seong-hyeon was the first to offer Yohan his hand.
"Yes, well. Let's do our best."
Yohan took Seong-hyeon's hand and stared into his eyes.
Yohan felt the jealous gazes of the Class F students behind him, but he paid them no mind.
Once all the instructors who would be in charge of classes had taken their places, Haru took the microphone.
[Now, we will move. Students will follow their instructors to their classrooms.]
As if there was even an order for leaving the auditorium, the Class S students began moving first.
Only then did Haru put down the microphone and come to the front of Class F.
"Nice to meet you. I am Haru, the homeroom instructor of Class F and the Mana Specialist Instructor."
One student, who had a question about Haru's introduction, raised his hand.
"Instructor Seong-hyeon is not the homeroom instructor?"
"No. Instructor Seong-hyeon will lead Class F together with me as the assistant homeroom instructor."
"Assistant homeroom instructor...?"
"Yes. Even as the assistant homeroom instructor, he has the same authority as the homeroom instructor, so please keep that in mind. Now, let us move."
The students followed behind Haru and Seong-hyeon and left the auditorium.
Even after being reminded of it again, Pluton's grounds were astonishingly vast.
Directly in front of the auditorium stood a massive building like a hotel.
"Um... Instructor. May I ask a question while we are moving?"
A student who had been unable to close his mouth while looking at the hotel asked Instructor Haru.
"Yes, you may. What is your question?"
"What kind of building is that?"
He asked while pointing at the building whose end could not be seen.
"It is a dormitory."
"Oh, as expected of Pluton! Even the dormitory is luxurious!"
"Ah, you all seem to be expecting something, but that is the Class S dormitory. Your dormitory is...."
Haru pointed to a shabby plank building far in the distance.
"Over there."
"Pardon? Is that not a storage shed?"
Looking at the building, so far and small that it was barely visible, the students let out sighs.
"Is that really Pluton's dormitory...?"
"To be precise, it is Class F's dormitory."
The students could not hide their disappointment at the fact that the collapsing building, the warehouse-like thing that looked like it was only used to store miscellaneous junk, was their dormitory.
Unlike the Class F dormitory, every other building boasted cutting-edge technology.
The students stared blankly at those buildings until they discovered a Roman-style Colosseum building.
"Instructor, what is that Colosseum-like building?"
"It is the sparring arena where Pluton's sacred sparring matches are held."
"Sparring arena?"
"Yes. Sparring is conducted one-on-one, and each person fights by drawing out as much of their capability as possible. The victor can take what they want from the opponent. It is a place that has shared in Pluton's tradition and history."
"Wow...."
In that way, the instructors and students passed through the cutting-edge buildings and arrived at an old-fashioned school that looked as if it were about to collapse.
"Surely this is not...."
"Yes, it is. This is where you will receive your education."
"Even if the outside is like this, the inside must be different, right?"
"Go in and check."
Haru took out a key and opened the old-fashioned padlock and chain binding the door.
CREEEAK.
With the sound of old hinges, the door opened with difficulty.
The Class F students looked around the inside of the building and sighed.
The wooden floorboards were broken in places, and the classroom door did not even open properly.
There was a moldy smell, and none of the desks inside the classroom had all four legs properly attached.
"You expect us to take classes in this crap? Us, who passed Pluton?"
CRACK.
Unable to contain his anger, one student struck the wall, and it broke.
"What is the matter, Student Shin Jung-han?"
Shin Jung-han was wearing artifacts one after another, including rings, necklaces, and a belt.
They were artifacts worth at least several million won apiece.
The other students looked at him and spoke quietly.
"They say he is the son of Chairman Shin, the godfather of the distribution industry."
"Look at him wearing those expensive artifacts so openly."
"They said he had a filthy temper, and it was true."
Just as the students said, Chairman Shin's company was a major trading company that held the distribution rights for artifacts in Korea.
Since artifacts across the country had to pass through Chairman Shin, he possessed rare artifacts.
Chairman Shin and his family liked to reveal their wealth through artifacts, and Shin Jung-han likewise liked to show himself off and draw other people's attention.
‘Chairman Shin, huh.... I have heard the name, but he is just a peddler.’
The students stirred at the words "Chairman Shin's son," but Yohan did not care.
To him, even the godfather of the distribution industry was nothing more than a merchant.
Jung-han had a large body made of muscle and a rugged face.
He was not wearing his uniform neatly, and to show himself off, he openly displayed accessories such as rings, necklaces, and earrings.
"Even the artifact crystal orb you people use was supplied by our side! Do you think you can treat me like this?"
"So what exactly are you dissatisfied with?"
"I am dissatisfied that I have to take classes in this trash-like environment! I will tell Father about this place and have the whole thing remodeled!"
Haru sighed as she looked at Jung-han.
Just as she was about to respond to Jung-han's complaint, Seong-hyeon stepped in front of her.
Then he looked at Jung-han with a fierce gaze.
"If you do not like it, leave."
"What?"
"I mean, if you have a complaint about the school's system, leave. If you say the procedure is complicated, I can cleanly process your expulsion for you."
"No... that is not what I am saying right now...."
Jung-han immediately tucked his tail and clicked his tongue.
"Everyone, take your seats. Seating order will follow your ranks exactly."
Yohan sat in the first seat of the front row, and Jung-han sat behind him.
After that, the students sat one after another in order, filling the seats.
"Before we begin class in earnest, I will start by taking questions."
Haru told them about the classes they would have from then on.
All of them concerned the basics.
Advanced courses would be difficult to take in Class F.
"Now. The Class F class president will be the student with the highest rank in Class F. And the class rules will be decided by the class president."
"Is that not a bit too much?"
Instructor Haru glared at the student who objected.
"This, too, is tradition. If you disliked it, you should have scored higher."
The students closed their mouths.
‘They are all clumsy fools. Except one person, that is.’
Haru looked over the students, then glanced at Yohan, whose eyes were opened sharply.
However, when her eyes met Yohan's, she found herself automatically averting her gaze.
‘How are a child's eyes that savage?’
Haru gave an awkward small cough, then took out a notebook from her chest and opened it.
"At Pluton, we do not administer ordinary exams."
"Then what kinds of exams do we take?"
"They differ each time, but the instructors observe as various tests are carried out, such as whether your skill has improved and whether you can hunt magic beasts."
"What happens to our ranks?"
"Ranks are recalculated after every exam."
At that single statement from her, the students' eyes shone.
Then Haru continued.
"Through the class competition held once per quarter, we assess leadership and collective-action ability. Of course, if you dislike that process, you may apply for sparring before then and raise your rank. Well, assuming you are capable of doing so."
After that, Instructor Haru explained schedules such as inter-year sparring and the international competition.
The Class F students listened without much attention, thinking it had nothing to do with them. As if she had expected that, Instructor Haru was indifferent to the students' reactions.
"For your reference, everything can be obtained through sparring. AP, dormitories, classes, tickets to the international competition. All of it is obtained through your own skill."
Haru paused for a beat and looked at Yohan.
"Since the explanation is over, I will now call the class president. Student Yohan. Please come forward."
At the words that Yohan was the class president, the students began raising their voices.
"Instructor! How does he become the class president?"
"The reason is simple. As I just said, he had the highest result in Class F."
After those words, Yohan confidently stood before the lectern.
"Now, Class President. Say a few words."
"As the instructor said, in this school, if your rank is high enough, you can do whatever you want."
BANG—!
He struck the lectern and continued speaking.
"Therefore, you pieces of trash among trash must obey me, the number one student in this class. And that is the only way you will survive here without being expelled."
The instructors did not stop him even as he said something absurd.
Rather, Seong-hyeon thought that if it was him, he would be able to accomplish something with the students of Class F.
BANG—!
"Bullshit."
Jung-han struck his desk and spoke.
"Do you have a complaint?"
"You got in through some sort of trick, and now you are lecturing us?"
"A trick?"
"Yes! Otherwise, how would someone who supposedly caught an S-grade Dullahan alone think of entering Class F instead of Class S?"
The students began raising their voices little by little, saying Jung-han was right.
Yohan recalled the days of the Shadow Unit in his previous life.
Even if he crawled up from the bottom like a dog through sheer effort, there had always been those who rebelled against him.
―You are the leader? How is a brat the leader?
―....
―The Family Head must have gone completely mad. Senile, I say. To put such a brat in the leader's seat.
―Follow me.
Yohan took the man with complaints to a dark room.
And before long, he came out dragging the man by the hair.
―Is there still anyone who has a complaint about me being the leader?
―....
Every time, Yohan controlled them with one method.
The "fear" drawn out by overwhelming power.
Yohan raised his hand and looked at Instructors Seong-hyeon and Haru.
"Student Yohan, do you have something to say?"
"In what manner is sparring conducted?"
The students looked at Yohan and snickered.
By contrast, the instructors looked at him with interest.
"Sparring is conducted in the sparring arena using practice weapons. However, you may change the sparring method as much as you mutually agree to. Even so, the fact that it is a head-on fight does not change."
"Good. I will apply for sparring now."
"From the first day? That requires Pluton's decision...."
Interrupting Haru, Seong-hyeon asked Yohan.
"Very well. I will approve it. Who will your sparring opponent be?"
"Class F. Every student in this class."