Chapter 276: Chapter 291: School Life

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‘Hey, Mom, Cathay, and all the dirty old men back at home. It’s been about three weeks since the guild war ended… Things have calmed down… Kind of… Instead of crazy and violent teenagers, I now have to deal with edgy and eccentric ones… Which is debatably worse, since they technically have authority over me. Although in some ways I suppose it’s better. They don’t try to attack me while I’m in the bathroom at least…

Isy was right when she said we probably pissed people off by winning, but she had no idea how much. Apparently, people love watching the Guild Wars. It’s a spectator sport… And not only did we do several of the major raids during the night… But we also ended the whole thing in a single day… Apparently, it usually lasted as long as a whole month…

That aside though, just as many people thought it was legendary for the same reason, so it wasn’t like everyone was mad at us. And on the bright side, we swept the top three spots, so it’s safe to say money is no longer an issue for the province of Nayana.

Last time I talked to Lu we got into a little bit of a fight and I haven’t seen her since… Apparently, class schedules are based on aptitude and placements. She ended up in a completely different building than me because we were both placed at the top but in separate guilds… I’m starting to miss her… That’s not to say I’m lonely though. I have my three guildmates to keep me company, and they certainly keep things interesting… For… Better or for worse…

I… Don’t I was. Hm… I wasn’t going to ask about Keigan… But I admit I’m curious, how did he react when he found out Airsidh and I flipped his policies on their heads and knighted a slave from a foreign nation? I know it sounds bad when I say it like that, but I do hope he didn’t revert anything, we really did do all that for good reasons. And also… If he did… I’m keeping my prize money for myself like Airsidh…

Love you guys. Siya.

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‘Actually, how were the classes divided? There are members from other guilds in my class, but my entire guild stayed together. Was it just luck?’

“Siya, what are you doing? It’s time for class.” Isy frantically asked, tripping over her own feet while getting dressed, but managing to catch herself at the last second.

“Right! Sorry. We probably shouldn’t sleep in anymore…” ‘Although… I’m already ready to go…’

“Not if you plan on lecturing our professor again…”

“He deserved it for being stupid!”

“Siya…” She whined. “You can’t say things like that about the professor!”

Mo smirked, leaning against the wall and flipping a knife in her hand as if she was itching to use it. “Did the professor win a guild war in a single day?”

“Well no… But that’s not the point!” She yelled, almost tripping again as she stepped on her skirt with her boots before pulling it up and tucking her shirt, making me cringe slightly at the way she was getting dressed. Although, I suppose the end result was the same. Our shirts were tucked into a long pleated skirt that hung just past the knees, with an emerald green covering that split into four parts going in straight lines to protect the softer white fabric. Instead of a belt, a thick sash was sowed in that we tied into bows at our left hip to hold it up.

Mo just smirked. “Whatever. Let’s get going.” She caught her knife and flipped it back into its sheath before tossing it onto the bed and opening the door, only making Isy more flustered as she quickly finished tying the sash.

‘One week of a free-for-all all, and suddenly now we had strict schedules, classes, and heavy-duty training… I wish someone would explain to me the logic behind the way this school is run. I’m sure there is some…’

“Isy…” I whined grabbing her hand and holding her back just outside the room. “You forgot to button your shirt… Are you sure you want to go out like that?”

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Instead of moving she just slowly turned red, leaving me with no choice but to do it for her. “You do realize this sort of thing is why so many guys stare at you all the time…”

She still didn’t respond. To be fair it wasn’t as big of a deal as it sounded. Rather than down the middle, the buttons on our uniform shirts only went down to the sternum and then across to the armpit. They were actually designed specifically for you to wear unbuttoned if you wanted… Or otherwise needed to. The caveat was that doing so… For those with generous proportions at least… Exposed quite a bit of cleavage, along with the right breast, even more so if you wore the uniform vest, which was a glorified push-up bra that hugged tightly around your ribs and didn’t even reach the stomach. Sure it had buttons to technically fit together over the chest, but the way it was cut made that impossible even when unworn, so they were purely decorative. ‘I think mine is supper cute… But her’s is just seductive…’

“Why can’t we just wear normal clothes…” She whined.

‘It wouldn’t be a problem if you knew how to dress yourself…’ “If you're that worried about it then wear your cloak…”

“But it’s too hot.”

I sighed as I finished buttoning it for her, letting out a small breathy groan at how much the fabric was stretching. “Well I for one like these uniforms, they’re cute.” I tugged at the soft fabric that made up my shirt. It was white, but still thick enough to get away without wearing anything underneath it if you wanted to. Although I couldn’t imagine being remotely comfortable with the way the vest felt, practically putting your chest on display. I hated it so much I just didn’t bother wearing it, which I could get away with because our cloak covered our fronts too, It didn’t even reach past the chest of some of the older girls, but since I was small it was more than long enough for me, stretching down to my waist with it’s two roes of thick buttons that could clasp into themselves for it to be worn open if you wanted.

She grabbed my cloak and lifted it up. “You aren’t even wearing the whole thing…”

I quickly pushed it back down, slightly flustered. “I’m not the one complaining about it!” I shouted, before calming back down. “Isy… your shirt’s coming untucked…”

She flinched, continuing to walk forward, and I couldn’t help but sigh. “You aren’t wearing them are you…”

“I don’t know what you're talking about…”

“These…” I pulled up my skirt to show her the strap around my thigh attached to the bottom of my shirt. I was wearing pants underneath it, but she still quickly pushed my skirt back down as though I had done something wrong.

After a brief awkward pause, she backed away again. “They feel lewd.” She murmered.

“You’ve worn much worse.” ‘They’re actually quite useful though…’

Her face started slowly turning red again.

“You're such a kid.”

Mo stopped and looked back at me without saying a word, continuing on her own. It wasn’t hard to imagine what she was thinking… ‘Yeah, I guess I’m not one to talk…’ “Well, whatever, it’s not a big deal.”

Our uniform colors were emerald green, burgundy, and soft pink… Which were apparently the colors of the royal family… All of which had gold trim and thread, aside from the white shirt and underskirt which remained completely white. The difference for the guys was they had pants and a real vest, along with a cropped long-sleeve jacket instead of a cloak, as well as a tie that matched the sash tied around our waist.

Aside from PE, AKA training, we had combat, monster hunting, and forging classes all led by the same teacher. That was it, at least for the first years. The class we were heading to next was theoretical combat… In other words, strategy… And big surprise, I had more than a few disagreements with the teacher in that class specifically… But he was stronger than even my brother, so it wasn’t like I could just pummel him… At least not without everyone knowing I use magic. Even then, it was probably iffy. ‘My body is getting stronger… But most of it’s just coming from my magic improving… I suppose that’s not necessarily bad since I am still improving…’

“Siya… Please don’t make him mad, this time… I don’t like it when he yells at us…”

I nervously tugged at my hair. “Sorry… I’ll try.” ‘It’s not like we receive grades though so does it matter? The only thing that matters is the practicals… I suppose it’s not like there is a point in arguing with him either though. The only reason I show up is so I can explain to the others what he said that was wrong, that way they won’t do a cavalry charge into a phalanx… Although to be fair our horses are pretty sturdy.’

“HEY BEAR!” Isy shouted, giving a big wave as we met up, walking to class together. It was always funny seeing him try to look professional. No matter how many times he had worn it, he still looked uncomfortable in his uniform, almost as much as Isy, though I was sure it was for different reasons.

“If it bothers you so much then why do you wear it like that?”

He looked confused, so I decided to just show him what I meant. Going up on my toes I reached up and loosened his tie, unbuttoned the jacket, and rolled up the sleeves to his elbows. “There, how’s that?”

He looked at himself, clearly struggling to figure out how exactly he appeared without a mirror. “I was told that’s how I was supposed to wear it though. I want to look the part.”

‘Well… Now he looks more like a fashion model or a bad boy than a model student… So maybe he has a point…’ I sighed. “I’m not a bad influence on you guys am I?”

He continued messing with his clothes without even looking at me. “Well, you’re a noble, so aren’t you technically the one that decides what good and bad are to begin with?”

“No pressure…” I muttered nervously.

“Anyway…” He rolled his sleeves back down. “Thank’s… But even though it’s uncomfortable… I think I’ll keep wearing it like this… For… Personal reasons…”

“Ok…” ‘What’s that even mean?’ I straightened his tie back out after tightening it, only afterward realizing what I was doing and suddenly feeling awkward about it, jumping away to everyone's confusion.

‘Seeing a tie made me forget which world I was in… We used to mess around with our dad like that but…’ My whole body suddenly started to feel hot. ‘I was practically all over him… What’s wrong with me… Why wasn’t he bothered by it?’ “J-just forget about it… We should just head inside the classroom now…”