The Undetectable Strongest Job: Rule Breaker Chapter 301
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Chapter 69
Translator: Kell | Editor: Weasalopes
Dagger Instructor
They were wearing deep blue jackets, the uniform of the academy . Lavia went around a few stores to buy second-hand blouses that matched the jacket . Ordering a new one would take too much time so they decided to do that later .
Wearing a beige-colored blouse, she looked like a neatly dressed young lady . It didn’t take long for them to reach the academy .
Maybe I should’ve picked a place much farther away . I’m not really getting the whole “walking to school” vibe, Hikaru thought .
Ever since he told Lavia everything, it felt like a weight was taken off his shoulders . He was actually enjoying going to school .
The admins of the academy, save for one person who was tasked to accommodate Hikaru, always kept their distance . Even then, that one person moved about three meters away as soon as she handed them the papers containing the rules and regulations of the academy .
「Excuse me . 」Hikaru said .
「Y-Yes?」
「Are there reservations for classes?」
They’d be attending the academy for a while . There had been some misunderstanding at first, and Hikaru wanted to be more civilized, but it appeared the other party didn’t have the same idea .
「I-It’s fine . You can attend classes freely . To use the research laboratory, you need to submit a research plan first . Everything should be in those papers . 」
「I see…」
The moment they stepped out of the admin building, Hikaru spotted students arriving in groups .
「Feels like there’s too much freedom…」
「Yeah… Maybe the research side of the academy is more prominent . 」
They sat down at a bench and read the papers they were handed . It would take an hour to go over them, but the contents were surprisingly easy to understand .
「I’m gonna attend the classes on short sword . There’s one in about thirty minutes . What about you?」Hikaru said .
「I’ll check the library first . Then I’ll decide . 」
「Sounds good . 」
「I know, right?」
If there were enough books in there, Lavia might just even get absorbed in reading and not attend any classes at all .
They parted ways, with Hikaru heading to the lecture building where short sword class was being held . Young students and adventurers were about, but none really paid him any attention . There were much younger boys and girls, after all . Carrying laboratory apparatus, they appeared to be researchers or assistants .
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「Lecture building C… The map says it’s right here . 」
He had walked quite the distance . Before him was a bungalow which appeared to be like one of those prefabricated buildings back in Japan . A cozy little cabin . Half-withered ivy crawled on the outer walls . The flower bed had been neglected .
Hikaru knocked at the door to no response . The door plate said Building C . As the door was not locked, he was able to get in easily .
「Ugh…」
The strong smell of alcohol hung thick in the air . The place looked like a refurbished equipment room, only a hundred square meters with no partitions . Desks and chairs piled up in one corner . Shelves and blackboard were gathering dust in another . A carpet lay in the center of the room .
A boot was lying around by his foot, the other pair just a few feet away . And then a cardigan further ahead . A pair of tights . Skirt . Shirt .
Lying down asleep under a number of carpets was a woman in her underwear .
Hikaru left the building at once, double-checking the words on the plate . Although a bit blurry, it clearly said Building C .
He examined the paper he had . “Short Sword Class – Building C” was written on it . Upon closer inspection, this was the only place where the class was conducted, which did nothing to ease his worries .
He entered the building once more . The door was left open and the room was too dark with only one magic lamp burning .
The woman was lying face down, sleeping like a log, but Hikaru could still see a bit of her face from the side . Wearing makeup, she gave off quite the strong impression . She looked to be in her late twenties . Her long, reddish gray hair was wrapped around at the back in an upswept hairstyle . Perhaps she couldn’t sleep face up because of it .
She wore purple bra and panties, had a standard body build, her waist quite fine . If not for her current state, Hikaru’s sexual urges might’ve been stirred . Unfortunately she was dead drunk and fast asleep .
「Where are the students and professor anyway? Don’t tell me she’s a student as well . 」
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Hikaru was filled with a sense of foreboding . I gotta move her . We can’t have class with her on the floor . It felt like someone had been living in the building which bothered him a bit .
「Hey, wake up . Please wake up!」
Not wanting to cause a misunderstanding, he called out to her from afar . There was no sign of her waking up, though .
「………」
Hikaru stepped outside . The professor and students hadn’t arrived yet . In fact, not one soul passed by, perhaps because the place was hidden by the other buildings . Hikaru picked up two bean-sized stones .
「If you don’t wake up, I’ll just do this . 」
Standing at the entrance, he placed the stones between his fingers .
「Taste the power of ten points on Throwing . 」
With a splendid form, the stones went straight for the holes on the woman’s nose, as if being sucked in .
She jumped awake .
「Wh-What’s going on? Something’s wrong with my nose! I can’t breathe! Wait, what’s this?! Something’s stuck in my nose!」
Hikaru was already outside . He didn’t want to see a woman pulling stones out of her nose . After about five minutes, he knocked at the door before going in .
「………」
The woman was asleep . Something wrapped in tissue paper lay by her side .
「Oh… still haven’t tasted enough of my Throwing, eh?」
Once again, Hikaru picked up some stones .
They repeated the routine three more times . When Hikaru knocked at the door…
「Yes…」
A lifeless voice greeted him . A woman with a dejected look on her face was staring at him as he stepped in . She removed one of the carpets off her, at least .
「Who are you?」
「I came for the short sword class . 」
「There’s no such thing here . 」
「I don’t think so . It’s written here . 」
「Cancelled . 」
「…What?」
「I cancelled it… Oh, crap . Can you please bring a bucket—」
Hikaru ran out of the building, closed the door, and plugged his ears . One of her boots had been sacrificed .
「That woman is the short sword instructor?」
Finally recognizing that he had made a mistake – he had already suspected something was off, but he just refused to believe the possibility – Hikaru returned to the admin building .
When he asked an admin, they said “That drunkard is the short sword instructor . Her name is Mille Crepes van Quad . ”
The admin wouldn’t lie, but they refused to tell him more and insisted that he should just talk to her . Hikaru reluctantly returned to the C building . Although he didn’t want to get close to her, he had to so he could check her Soul Board and find out about her name .
「Oh, you’re the one who left me and ran . 」
Mille Crepes stood in front of the building with a test tube in her mouth, this time wearing clothes and sandals instead of boots .
「I think that was the best course of action I could take . 」
「Please don’t talk . My head hurts . Oh, it’s working . The hangover killer made by the medical guys really is the best . 」
A by-product of manufacturing antidotes, it was medicine used for boosting metabolism, but she didn’t particularly care .
「Can I ask you a question now?」
「Oh, sure . Shoot, Mr . Heartless . 」
「Are you the short sword instructor Mille Crepes van Quad?」
「I hate that name . 」
「What?」
「Mille Crepes sounds awfully sweet . It only works when you’re five . Call me Mille . 」
「Okay…」
「So what about my being the short sword instructor? Are you here to make fun of me for not having any students? You don’t have to . Ever since I took the position two years ago, I never had one, okay?! You happy?!」
「I’m sorry to hear that, but I’m actually here to study the ways of the short sword . 」
「…What?」
It was Mille who stared blankly this time around .
【Soul Board】Mille Crepes van Quad
Age: 22 Rank: 25
24
【Vitality】
. . 【Immunity】
… . 【Toxic Immunity】1
. . 【Perception】
… . 【Hearing】1
【Physical Strength】
. . 【Weapon Mastery】
… . 【Short Sword】3
… . 【Throwing】1
【Agility】
. . 【Stealth】
… . 【Life Obfuscation】1
… . 【Imperceptibility】2
【Dexterity】
. . 【Dexterity】3
【Intuition】
. . 【Instinct】2
He didn’t want to believe it, but she was indeed the real Mille Crepes van Quad .
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