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Mochizuki Oboro rested her chin on her hand, casually pressed the eraser of her 2B pencil down on the test paper, and began to sketch information.
Although his academic level is not as good as President Mary's, it is still acceptable, at least he doesn't have to worry about passing the exam.
Not far away, Typhon suffered a terrible fate.
These a, b, c, and d numbers are fine on their own, but when put together, they leave her completely bewildered and unable to understand them at all.
Remote, Research, Reaction, Realistically…
This world really should be destroyed.
If learning were like a game, where you could always see the progress bar, that would be great. It's precisely because we don't know if we'll achieve anything that schoolwork makes people prone to laziness.
Just pick a few at random.
Tifeng listlessly scribbled something.
If someone dares to peek at her answer, they can help eliminate at least one wrong option—that's how the anti-wish machine works.
[The skill "Star Premonition" has been activated.]
On the other hand, Mochizuki Oboro's art style was completely different. Her near-intuitive abilities helped her point out many answers.
The differences between people are sometimes greater than those between people and animals.
……
Lunch break.
Rooftop.
"Here you go. Exams require a lot of mental effort, so you need to replenish your nutrition." Tiamat handed over a large bento box.
Although Mochizuki Oboro had repeatedly stated that she didn't eat that much, there's a kind of hunger that only comes from your mother's perception of you.
After the fierce lunchbox battle ended, feeding became a rotating task, with everyone having a chance to deliver the food.
Ipsilon leaned against her sister, dejected, her face filled with the helplessness of being battered by the exam papers.
In terms of exam difficulty, Medea did it with ease, Abigail barely managed, the Boar Princess was carefree, and Kiyohime didn't care at all.
Erise took the same bento box that Tiamat had given her, the same one as Mochizuki Oboro's, and manually added hot sauce. After all, she was practically someone Tiamat had watched grow up, so it was normal for her to receive some special treatment.
“Hey,” Mary Alter said, glancing at Ayaka Sajou not far away, “you’re from outside the school, aren’t you?”
“As long as there is love, there will be no problem.” Ayaka Sajou replied with a mysterious smile.
"And what about you?" Mary asked, looking at the out-of-place Mary.
With an ice pop in her mouth, Mary replied, "Miss Avalon who was passing by."
The tailing group wasn't exactly a secret. At first, Ayaka Sajou and Merry would try to cover it up and sneak around, but ever since Kiyohime and Epsilon came, they've basically become a semi-transparent, open group.
Since their target was Mochizuki Oboro, it would hardly affect their daily lives, so they just let those two do as they pleased.
However, this is the first time I've entered the campus so openly and legitimately.
Aside from Tiamat, who is an outsider posing as someone from within the school, Typhon, Epsilon, Castor, and others all have basic academic requirements.
Finis Academy's requirements for issuing high school diplomas are divided into two parts: students need to meet the standards in both academic performance and extracurricular activity points in order to graduate smoothly. Although this has been criticized quite a bit, it has become a major feature.
Typhon mechanically stuffed food into his mouth: "Anyway, Servants don't have to worry about work, so it should be fine even if they don't study."
Kaster, also a poor student, nodded in agreement: "I think as long as you master basic common sense, that's enough. A lot of things aren't even needed in daily life, are they?"
It has appeared; a classic concept that appears in every exam.
In real life, some knowledge is indeed not very useful, and its only purpose is to pass exams. It is inevitable that some students will often have this idea.
"If everyone thought like you, we'd be doomed." Eri said without batting an eye, popping a piece of tofu covered in chili sauce into her mouth.
Mary Alter posed the question: "Which of you prefer to directly enter society and have more control over your time?"
“Of course.” Typhon rested his chin on his hand. “Anyway, Servants don’t have to work long hours, so they can use the rest of their time to do whatever they want.”
Mary asked wistfully, "Is it okay to put aside all the study tours, the innocent romances, and all the shared memories from our student days?"
"Goo!"
The Tifeng was badly damaged.
Her studies were tedious, but the many memories from her school days were also extremely precious treasures, which she couldn't easily discard.
"It's all Chaldea's fault. I was so engrossed in the game that I didn't study at all."
Ipsilon's eyes were lifeless: "I should have been able to pass if I had crammed before the exam, but now it all depends on luck."
Unfortunately, neither she nor her older sister were very lucky.
“Actually, it’s the same without that game. Before, all you could think about was how to harass your Master, but now you’ve switched to how to openly harass your Master in the virtual world.” Medea exposed Epsilon’s pretense.
This rooftop has completely become a gathering place for Tiamat and others.
Because there are so many people, they rarely gather together to chat. More often, they form small groups of three or five, finding a familiar little group, though this isn't always the case.
For example, Caster, Kiyohime, and Epsilon shared a dorm room and spent more time together, so they naturally became close. However, she would also visit Erise's place occasionally.
Sajō Aika occasionally stayed by Mochizuki Oboro's side, often.
The only outlier was Merry.
Although she can form a following group bond with Kiyohime and Sajou Aika, she actually hasn't had much interaction with Mochizuki Oboro compared to the others.
The reason is……
"No, I'm not going down. I don't have much confidence in withstanding the Servant Killer's attack. Medea and Abigail, who didn't react much before, have both been hit. The best defense is to keep our distance."
Aika Sajou's translation: "In short, this guy enjoys watching others have fun, but doesn't like becoming part of that fun himself."
Chapter 184 Intermittent bursts of ambition
The midterm exams lasted for three days, during which many people felt gloomy.
This emotion will unsurprisingly peak when the results are announced, followed by the thought, "I must start working hard from now on," and then intermittent bursts of ambition.
Before long, the will to strive will vanish in the gradually spreading indolence, and pleasure will regain its dominance, endlessly repeating the cycle of sorrow.
By the time most people look back, their student days have passed by unnoticed.
At this moment, the Wild Boar Princess is in the initial stage: I must study hard next.
Older Den Youser didn't care about academic performance, and his two older sisters said that as long as he lived happily, that was enough. But Caster suddenly felt a sense of guilt and inferiority.
Why travel all the way from a rural secondary school in England to Academy City just to waste time idly and live a life of leisure?
If this continues, I won't even be able to get into university.
Both of his older sisters were high-achieving graduates of Chaldea University, and Castor could not imagine a pitiful future where he alone would achieve nothing.
“From today onwards, I will strive to improve myself!” Castor took a ribbon from the drawer, tied it tightly around his head, and looked determined.
Draco, who was watching a TV series, picked up his teacup: "Win this year's Chaldea Eating Contest?"
"No, no!" Castor said, slightly embarrassed and indignant. "I'm going to study hard and get into Chaldea University!"
Ipsilon, who was scrolling through videos with his legs crossed, said "Oh," and added, "That's normal. Everyone goes through this period after exams."
Kiyohime was even more blunt: "Putting on the VR device will reveal your true colors."
hateful.
Why are my roommates making fun of me?!
Unable to bear the humiliation any longer, Castor suddenly stood up: "I'm going to the library!"
And so, determined to turn over a new leaf and start anew, the wild boar princess resolutely left the dormitory, ready to begin a new phase of her life.
The road to the summit is winding, full of thorns and temptations. Only those who overcome them can enjoy the view from the top and the pride of standing atop the mountains.
The first test that Castor faces is called "hunger".
An insatiable craving led her to the food street, where she devoured everything before finally stepping into the school gates, completely satisfied.
It was only at this moment that Custer realized with a start that half an hour had already passed. The time spent eating was so terrifying that she hadn't noticed anything amiss as time flew by.
Mapo tofu, wolf tooth potatoes, jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), Turkish ice cream, tricolor takoyaki, sukiyaki, oden, donkey meat sandwich, candied apple, fried noodles...
Caster, Caster, are you going to continue down this path of depravity?
The wild boar princess shook her head vigorously, overwhelmed with guilt, and shakily stepped into this mysterious realm she had never set foot in before.
Meanwhile, on the third floor of the library.
A whole host of books came into view, including "The Fusion of Chaldean Food Culture," "The Story Behind the King Arthur TV Series," and "Aztec Tescatlipoca: A Respect for Battle."
Kuonji Yuju raised her head and scanned the area back and forth.
"I'll take this one." Mochizuki Oboro selected a functional book from the bookshelf.
"Idol Development Project: Stage and Stage Presence".
Kuonji Yuzu tilted her head: "You're still interested in this kind of thing?"
"It's just something I can use." Wang Yuelong glanced at the words "Produced by Yiyi Company" on the book's waistband.
The witch nodded slightly, then pointed and said, "I want that one."
"Fantasy and Reality: A Study of Superpowers?"
"Ah."
I'm not tall enough. Standing on tiptoe would be unladylike. Besides, I have free labor by my side, so why not use it?
After successfully obtaining their desired books, Mochizuki Oboro and Kuonji Yuzu registered at the front desk and then planned to leave the library to read at their leisure in the club activity room.
As the two stepped out the door, they were unaware that a pair of eyes were watching them from behind.
"Senior, there's another girl I don't know."
Caster instantly switched to his detective outfit and stroked his chin with an air of seriousness: "The distance between them is quite far, so their intimacy level is probably not as high as that of Senior Typhon and Senior Mary."
She has beautiful short black hair and a cool, aloof demeanor, making her seem unapproachable.
However, he was nothing in front of the omnipotent senior, after all, he was the ultimate being that even Teacher Meryl would avoid.
So, the next thing to do is—
"Draco, should we open the betting market?"
Sherlock Custer instantly becomes a casino operator.
"Opening?" My roommate's voice was tinged with confusion.
"I've discovered a beautiful girl who's getting very close to the senior. When do you think she'll reveal her face?"
"Hmm, no more than a month, I'll bet five of your breakfasts."
"Deal. Do Little Ip and the others want to play?"
As a result, Custer, who was determined to study hard, was easily distracted.
……
A moment later, in the club activity room exclusively for Kuonji Yuzu.
The changes are considerable compared to when it was first rented.
The retro and elegant layout is full of classical charm.
Tea set, bookshelves, desk, birdcage. Looking around, there isn't a single piece of modern furniture; it's as if you've stepped into a Western-style mansion boudoir from a movie or TV show.
The painter was completely absorbed in the scene.
Generally speaking, Mochizuki Oboro prefers a realistic style that scales up to the same size, as if he were reproducing the scenery in his eyes without any difference.
However, this time, Mochizuki Oboro unusually adopted an oil painting style.
Meltryllis, who always loves to make her presence known, didn't say anything, quietly giving Mochizuki Oboro room to speak.
Her smooth, glossy black hair covered her ears, her cheeks still had a touch of baby fat, and her complexion was rather pale, which differed from the rosy and healthy look that most people would define.
Kuonji Yuzu wasn't wearing light makeup befitting a student; however, being in Academy City, she had learned some makeup tips.
Her lips, glossy and translucent like jelly, were enhanced by the lip gloss, adding a touch of captivating intellectual allure.