Genius Scammers Want to Live in Rack Even When Reborn (Old Title: Different Worlds (Inchi Ki) Heroes)

Me and Celia, who rounded up the two supervisors and stepped into the annex.

Through a dim and short passage, the first thing that popped into my eyes was a white magic light dotted on a high ceiling.

There was a lot of light, and I narrowed my eyes to such a glare.

Beneath it lies a flat ground with the breadth there.

Will there be about a court of basketball?

We have a stair-style audience seat built along the wall - its front row.

There were about 70 galleries, including teachers, to students, even if they just looked around them all the time.

"Reesha is..."

At the end of their gaze like that, there was Reesha with a bitter look on one hand of the dagger.

She is a blonde girl with impressive braids and ponytails, thought to be my age and that of Leisha.

He is slender and tall and looks like he has a straight sword with his left hand.

Just in the middle of them, a teacher that seems to be a referee a little further away.

So the torso only performs the setting, and the opposing horse creates a sense of fairness by letting it out of the student's side?

"Well, you don't have any luck with the poor knight."

Celia says with an eyebrow raised.

"Poor knight? Famous people?

"Her name is Christina, and it looks like she's going up to the orphanage and has no last name. I can only use everyday life level magic guides, and if I don't learn, I don't have a family name. But push out the other candidates with one sword arm. It's a specialty chosen by the privileged students. My strength is origami."

As proof of that word, the venue is showing considerable excitement.

Flying cheers, praise voices, filthy seditious complaints - the audience will see themselves as poor knights.

And Christina moved.

Stuffing a distance of about 3 meters into a breath, a glimmer of divine speed is swung down from the upper section.

Reesha, who was distracted by something, delayed her reaction for a moment.

Bad, right after I thought, a tall metal sound that punctured my ear.

It's a diagonal dagger.

Reesha flies straight to the side to escape the opponent's intermission when she puts her face to the weight of the sword.

Christina against him doesn't change her complexion one by one for being struck.

On the contrary, without losing any shape in the flowing sword, he took the sideburn structure with what was as if it had been his aim from the beginning.

"You made up your mind."

Celia says in a cold voice.

When I removed my gaze from Leisha, I caught my eye on a boy student sitting somewhat rearward alone.

Because I couldn't watch a scene of absolute desperation... it's not that.

Metal sounds again, followed by cheers.

"... Rosie, she will be inside you. You don't have to watch this?

"You avoided twisting your body in the air with the sword you received with your dagger on the shaft, that's about all Leisha can do. And now there's something else to do."

Celia twisting her neck without saying anything while showing her how impressed she is.

"Leisha didn't have to know, and it was just unexpected that I would be attacked. But when this happens, I'm gonna take advantage of this situation."

I arrive, and I go up the stairs with an invitation.

and an eye for a moment with the boy student I just laid eyes on.

When I made him smile not to be alarmed, he sat down on the chair next to him with nothing to eat.

"Hey. Which one do you think will win?

"What? You."

That's a good reaction.

It's not a uniform, it's not the wind watching the game.

I don't know what to say myself, but I'm full of suspicions.

Silently showing Celia behind her with her jaw drew blood from the boy's face.

"No way...!

"Oh, wait, wait"

Grab his wrist trying to get up in a hurry.

"If you can answer my question, I can assure you of your interests and position."

Pulse is increasing, and breathing is getting faster.

You can see that you've already taken away your chilling thoughts.

"... what if I told you I didn't like it?

Let him flaunt his shoulder so he can stand aside.

The boy, who swallowed the sawdust and spit, eventually sat back in his seat with a face that seemed to have noticed everything.

"... ok, what do you want to hear"

It's a wise decision, I smile and slap my shoulder.

"Tell me from your name first?

"What's your name... okay, Ars Cowen"

"Nice to meet you, Ars. How long have you been on this bet?

"Uh, the other month or so. I stumbled upon the existence of this place, and then"

Just when the students in the general exam were taking their exams.

If it is also the exam season, people will arrive at the casino, and if the number of people increases, that increases the risk of information leakage.

I guess Ars got to know some leaked information from somewhere to join.

"I see. This school is full of rich people, so it's hard to get around just sending them in from your parents."

"... you, how do you know me? You're not from school, are you?

"I'm the one asking the question right now. If you don't want to lose your privileged position by earning a dime, you just have to answer the question. Like?"

Turn off your smile and peek into Ars' eyes from the front.

He nodded in small pieces many times when he gave a frightened look.

"I'm glad you understand, then that's my third question. Didn't you see Merkluk Glendreck?

"Oh, then..."

There were appearances of Lucru and Yuri in the direction pointed by the trembling finger.

Were you there?

"If you're gonna tick me off, why don't you do it after I run away? Glendrek doesn't know anything about betting."

"That was helpful, thank you Ars"

Pomp, and slap his shoulder up.

"Hey, wait a minute!

"Yeah?"

"Oh, no, wait"

I'm going to salute you and say it again. I'm going to blow it out unexpectedly to Ars.

Did you threaten me a little too much?

"How did you know I was a privileged student...?

"Oh, yeah."

Regardless of “profit", the only person who can threaten and complain about a “position” is someone who can't do it without it.

Speaking of important “positions” in this school, it would be "privileged students”.

Preferred students don't just have to be good at their abilities, but if they have problems with their predisposition, they can be removed from the frame.

I was totally listening, but I feel like Leonard was telling me when it was.

I mean, a privileged student needs to maintain that seat for whatever it is.

Whatever the circumstances, if it turns out that such illegality is also involved in illegal gambling, it would be one shot out with poor behavior.

Unless you rub it off with money or threaten it with power, expulsion may also be possible.

If you imagine that, the sense of crisis and fear erodes your whole body.

It would be impossible for any human to maintain a poker face.

That's why we had a quick conversation.

What I would have just done in another person if I hadn't had a reaction.

- Well, I'm a fortune teller.

I laughed appropriately and deceived, and now it's up to me to put Ars's ex behind me.