- Two days after the rematch of the confrontation was decided.

Me, the principal and Ilis had come to the arena with representatives selected from among the hopeful.

If they were going to suck, Illis was going to join the rep...

"Illis."

"Yes!"

"This time, it doesn't look like Illis needs to leave."

[Passive Detection] shows a magical reaction with participants from the first school side, but there is no such thing as a demon race in it.

There will be no need to involve humanized dragons.

"Okay!

The principal gave a blatantly hospitable look to the statement.

I know how you feel.

Because if Illis gives it all, he won't keep the boundaries here for a second...

"Apparently, you're here without running away!

Where we were talking about that, Feikus came.

"Oh. I don't even have to run away.... That sounds like a lot of stress to lose to the second school. He's in my head."

That's what I'm referring to, Felix's head.

Apparently, [Hair Root Kill] worked perfectly, and Feicus' head was glowing in the sunlight.

Listen to me, Feikus' face stains bright red.

"This wasn't bald! I shaved it! Can't you understand this fashion!

"... Huh"

I laugh with my nose at the visibly glorious faux.

That lie doesn't make sense. I'm the one who made you bald.

"Don't laugh! - I don't care about my hair! Did you guys have a proper representative? This one's already on standby!

Say it. Feikus pointed to the first school students lined up behind him.

That number, 152 in total.

"... you've got plenty for me."

"Hmm. I said I didn't need this number every second school, but there were too many hopefuls. Except for the disgrace of the fallen, we brought them all. So, your representative..."

"You don't have to worry, I brought you here. See, there you are."

That said, the principal indicated the delegates who were behind him.

The composition of the delegates is one disqualified mark, two ever-demonic marks, and two small demonic marks, for a total of five.

The lack of glory marks is more a matter of disorientation to combat than a severe shortage of glory marks manpower, which prevented us from securing the kind of personnel that would allow us to take part in the confrontation.

If I had enough glory marks in the first place, I wouldn't have had to get help from First School.

"... five? No way, the five of us are going to fight First School?

Seeing the number of delegates, Feikus raises a voice mixed with fright and surprise.

Yeah. I know how you feel.

I'm not very convinced about this number either.

Five is the number I negotiated with the principal.

"Sure, it's weird that there's five of us. This is the principal's intention. This number of people seems to be an indelible line."

"Whatever it takes, I don't think Matthias is the two of us. It's enough except for the glory mark, so you can bring about five of us."

"Sure enough, but shouldn't we have done it in other workouts for a fight-out like this? It's a waste of time."

If it's about defeating 150 for two, it could be about practicing anti-group combat no matter how weak your opponent is.

But it's no longer just a weak bully to deal with 150 students in the first school and five students in the second school today.

"How far do I fool you - no. Enough! We're just about to start a confrontation! I know how it turned out!

"... right. Let's get started."

It's enough to talk after the confrontation.

- A little later.

Students from both schools were facing each other in the middle of the arena.

The students at First School see considerable leeway and alarm.

Being a terrible guy is enough to talk to you about the venue for the post-game celebration.

The students of the opposing second school are also not alarmed, although they can see room in their expressions.

The venue for the celebration has already been decided, and we have reservations, so there is no need for such consultation.

"Both, quietly!

And the man of judgment, he lifts up his voice.

"Confrontation rematch, start!