My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s Chapter 2
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Chapter 2
AS Chapter 2~Status~
The king may have been busy as he left after saying that much, and the old man holding a crystal who also suddenly appeared continued and explained the status .
He was extremely skilled in erasing his presence .
This old man was pretty good… .
「Everyone, please chant “Open Status’ in your mind . 」
The old man said this, and smiled meaningfully .
We immediately chanted ‘Open Status’ .
Not betraying our expectations, a glowing board that gave off a fantasy feel appeared before us .
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・Akira Oda
・Race / Human
・Occupation / Assassin Lv . 1
・HP 1800/1800
・Attack 1200
・Defence 800
・MP 700/700
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Skills
・Arithmetic Lv . 5
・Negotiation Lv . 4
・Hidden Weapon Lv . 1
・Assassination Lv . 1
・Curved Blade Lv . 1
・Dagger Lv . 1
・Stealth Lv . MAX
・Perception Lv . 1
・Threat Detection Lv . 1
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Special Skills
・Language Comprehension
・Eye of the World Lv . 1
・Shadow Magic Lv . 1
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Oooooh… .
If you looked at it another way, they were skills that leaned toward assassinations .
Was it because my occupation was an assassin?
Also, the skill 『Stealth』that thinned out one’s presence was at max level .
「Akira, did you see your status?」
I nodded at my classmate’s question .
My classmate was a little…no, pretty excited .
I too, could not hide my excitement at the novel-like development .
I even thought that I was so lucky to have lived until now .
However, it was also true that we were exposed to danger because we had almost no idea what was happening .
That was what the calm part of my brain pointed out .
I may have been a little too excited, so let’s calm down a little .
「Your occupation, what is it?」
「I am a wind magician . What about Akira?」
「Assassin . 」
「As expected, even in the classroom, even though you should’ve been nearby, you would suddenly appear and disappear . I was certain that you were a ninja or something . 」
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「Shut up . I don’t disappear because I want to . Maa, I do it on purpose most of the time . 」
That’s right .
If I were to seriously conceal myself, nobody can find me .
What’s particularly sad was that nobody ever found me whenever we were playing hide-and-seek when I was younger .
Even if it was ‘kick the can’, even if I was terrible at it, until the can was kicked, even if it was an ally, they wouldn’t know where I was .
There was nothing wrong with, my status .
Or was it, the norm in this world?
It seems that the skills were based on the experiences from back when we were on Earth, as 『Arithmetic』 and 『Negotiation』 were also high-leveled .
Well, 『Arithmetic』 was what I learned in school, and was probably due to the influence of those numeric formulas that I have no idea as to when they would be used .
『Negotiation』might have been from haggling with the greengrocer’s ojisan every day .
In a situation like this where we had no idea what’s happening, even if I didn’t have any combat skills, I’d be happy that my skills’ levels were high .
「…now, I wonder who the hero is . 」
「Aah, well, it’s not hard to imagine who it is . 」
When I said this and glanced in that direction, a certain young man who was surrounded by a crowd of girls broke into a smile .
No, he was apathetically expressionless, but the corners of his mouth tend to rise a little .
This was our class’s ikemen, Satou Tsukasa .
Good-looking face, excellent grades, exceptional athletic abilities .
He was completely like a righteous hero, our school’s student council president-sama .
His flaws were that he wanted a harem and that he can’t keep a poker face .
If he wasn’t the hero, rather, if you’re going to ask who would be the hero, it should be a guy who’s competent and wouldn’t doubt whether he was the hero or not .
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And, it seems that he’s actually the hero .
If you looked at his facial expression, it was obvious .
Perhaps the girls also understood this, there was a lot more of them than usual surrounding him .
And the guys that didn’t have girlfriends were grinding their teeth in anger as they looked on .
It was a scene that didn’t change no matter where we were .
It seems that everyone had finally settled down .
「Well then, heroes, please put your hand over this crystal . This crystal is a magic tool that will read your status, and display it . By all means, please show me the power of the heroes . 」
The old man said this, and held up the crystal that he was holding .
I frowned .
As expected, it seems that we have to display our status publically .
Was it possible to somehow avoid that?
In this kind of situation where we had no information, displaying our status publically was extremely dangerous .
Even in the novels that I read, there were cases where the protagonist who was the hero was used as part of the military in the country that he was summoned in .
It may not be like that here, but you can never be too careful .
At any rate, we still did not know much about this world .
I looked around as I thought of a solution .
「Well then, let us start with the person over there . 」
There were suits of armor lined up along the walls of the room that didn’t move no matter what .
They’re far away, so I don’t know, but when I take into consideration that every one of, or, some of the soldiers were disappearing among them, I couldn’t make any unnecessary movements .
What should I do?
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