Episode 264: Punishment Discount Season (1)
After a long journey, Bikir returned to the dormitory of Colosseo Academy.
“Wash first, Bikir! I have something to do first… … .”
“Something?”
“Ah, I’m trying to sort out some of my personal work that I’ve been putting off because of the college league.”
As soon as Piggy entered his dorm room, he started busy.
It was a piece of paper on which numbers, charts, and graphs were intricately drawn, but it seemed to be something related to finance.
Bikir went into the shower without saying a word.
[Nuclear Nuclear Nuclear-]
The young madam stood still under the warm water to see if the water was good.
As the black hair flowed down, the boy took on the appearance of melting into water.
Normally, I would have stroked the young madam’s head once, but… … Bikir was speechless with his brow slightly furrowed.
It is because of the necklace that has been making noise since earlier.
An inverted pentagram necklace hanging from the choker around her neck with a red chain.
It was Decarabia, the seventh city.
[K-Hahahaha! I am Decaravia! A taboo existence! The savior of the species! A mixture of great ruin and grand creation! And during this promotion period, you are lucky to have a pretty and beautiful hostess!]
In the first place, his voice was set to be heard only by Vikir, so Vikir’s ears hurt from the constant chatter.
Dekarabia seemed to like the fact that it was hanging around Vikir’s neck and chest, and it was high tension all the way back.
But that good feeling only ended there.
The moment Bikir got into the shower and took off his clothes, Dekarabia’s chatter stopped.
[Hey Contractor! Don’t forget to carry me in your body even when taking a shower because someone can pick me up… … uh?]
The pupils in Dekarabia’s eyes, which were wide open in an almost circular shape, trembled.
[…] … .]
Dekarabia stares at Bikir’s face.
[…] … ?]
And now Dekarabia looking down at Bikir again.
Meanwhile, Bikir took a shower in silence.
[…] … .]
Decaravia has become very reticent.
It seemed that his words suddenly decreased, but now he is completely motionless, as if he has truly become an inanimate object.
The eyes, which had alternately looked up and down several times, were also closed slightly at some point.
Bikir, who felt strange that the chatter suddenly stopped, tapped Dekaravia with his mana-loaded finger.
[…] … I am. Decarabia. Are you going to give an order?]
“It is not like that.”
[…] … then.]
The eyes that had been opened for a moment are coldly closed again.
Only a fairly dry and businesslike answer came back.
“… … Well, now it’s a little quieter.”
If the results are good, that’s good.
Bikir nodded with a satisfied expression.
* * *
Piggy was getting ready to go out when Bikir came out of the shower.
When Bikir was wiping his hair with a towel, his back against the misty steam coming out of the shower.
“Bikir. I’ll go out and come back!”
Piggy said, clutching a bunch of papers in her arms.
There were so many papers piled up in Piggy’s arms that he wondered if he would ever be able to see.
Bikir asked, sitting in a chair with a towel draped around his neck.
“Where are you going?”
“Yes. Go show your personal work to the professor.”
Individual work refers to the study that students do separately to improve their individual abilities, in addition to the assignments given by the academy.
Piggy said with a broad smile.
“In a little while there will be a mock investment competition.”
“A simulated investment competition?”
“huh. Well, it’s a competition to discover promising stocks or sectors in advance, look at them, and invest. The host is that famous bourgeois family. If you win or rank in the rankings, there are many benefits!”
“Wasn’t the survival competition over? There are all kinds of competitions.”
“that’s right. There are so many contests. There are swordsmanship competitions, archery competitions, and magic competitions. There are Naphtali contests, eating contests, boxing contests, drama contests, singing contests, painting contests, raising good rhinoceros beetles, and so on… … I heard that there have been a lot of events held lately?”
Since Bikir donated the large amount of money he earned from selling gnoll hides to scholarship foundations, competitions under various names have increased.
It was all an excuse to give scholarships to students.
‘Professor Banshee is doing surprisingly well.’
Bikir nodded quietly.
I was not sure if the scholarship foundation would do the right thing, but it seemed reliable in its own way, as it produced tangible results right after the survival contest was over.
Meanwhile, Piggy smiled shyly as he finished his speech.
“Since my grades are a bit lacking, I have no choice but to win prizes in these competitions and receive additional points to fill my grades.”
In fact, Piggy’s fighting talent is mediocre or slightly less than that, but he is showing excellent talent in all other sports.
He is well versed in administration, law, medicine, and art, and has considerable skills in financial technology.
In particular, he was good at acquiring, analyzing, and collecting information, and he was also quick to get information about the latest news or current situation of prominent figures in society.
(I heard that he has already won several contests for raising excellent rhinoceros beetles)
‘If Sindi Wendy had seen it, she would have made a fuss about scouting it right away.’
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Vikir silently nodded.
“You can do just fine.”
Since Bikir usually doesn’t talk much, the effect of saying good things was great.
“… … Thank you as always, Vikir. For always encouraging me.”
Piggy shuts his mouth tightly as if impressed. The tears in her eyes also turned red and moist.
Eventually, Piggy clenched his fists at Bikir.
“Good. I will definitely beat him this time.”
“… … that kid?”
When Vikir asked curiously, Piggy snorted and nodded.
“huh! I mean Sinclair! He also said he would participate in a mock investment contest this time!”
Sinclair. The head of the fever donation department. A freshman from commoners.
Even at the Colosseo Academy, where only geniuses gather, he is a genius whose name goes up and down exceptionally often.
When it came to her major, magic, she showed as much talent as the magicians of Morgue, the head of the Madou family, and during her minor cold weapon donation class, she surprised everyone by showing her proficiency in handling weapons such as swords, spears, and bows freely.
And other than that, the theory is the theory, the writing is written, the license is license, the part-time job is part-time job, and it is famous as an alpha girl who can do anything.
Even while working part-time as a librarian at a cafe this time, she vomited a spirit that ranked first or second in all practical skills and notes.
In addition, as a first-year freshman in the university league not long ago, she recorded an astonishing 8th place overall, so her star quality has already been proven.
Piggy said, igniting a sense of rivalry.
“Sinclair is also said to be very good at accounting and office work. So he must be working as a librarian in a library.”
“is it.”
It was a fact that he didn’t know that Sinclair had a talent for economics or investment, so Vikir just nodded.
“Since this mock investment contest is sponsored by the Bourgeois family, there are many students who participate for prize money, scholarships, and even a job after graduation. Maybe Sinclair too? I will never give up! I’ll be back!”
Piggy was waving and lost some papers, picked them up again, and got up.
But I didn’t see a piece of paper that had fallen behind my heel.
Vikir picked it up and tried to give it to Piggy.
“Oh, it’s okay! It’s just a contest poster! You don’t have to!”
Piggy waved his hand and ran straight to the other side of the hallway.
Soon the room was empty.
Bikir sat down in front of the desk.
[Nuclear Nuclear Nuclear-]
[Don’t drool on my body, dirty puppy… … no, is it a spider? What is this?]
Madame Cub and Decaravia were lying on the desk.
The young madam is walking round and round to see what is so good about Decarabia.
[nucleus! nucleus-!]
[Uh huh, did I tell you not to drool on my body? No, don’t touch it, no, don’t get on it, just get off… … Eh, female?]
[Nuclear Nuclear… … ]
[Oh my gosh, are you a lady? If so, I will close my eyes to this level of rudeness. In reality, I just gently close my eyes and entrust myself to your touch… … ]
Vikir breathed mana into Dekarabia and gave orders.
“Open your eyes.”
[…] … .]
Dekaravia, who had been thinking for a while, creaked as if she couldn’t help it.
[hmm. okay. I opened my eyes. for a new taste. Maybe, the one with that face and the man is rather… … ]
“What are you talking about? I mean, open your eyes and tell me about the ten times.”
As Bikir slapped the palm of his hand, Dekarabia hurriedly replied.
[Ah, you mean what I asked you earlier? what was it… … okay. Wasn’t it related to the sixth of the ten poems?]
“Yes.”
Bikir was asking Dekarabia for information about the next prey, the sixth decathlon.
[Sixth hour. If it was that guy, he must have been close friends with Gufunsi. The two always stuck together.]
Dekarabia knows information about the area that was unknown even with Sindi Wendy’s investigation.
Even if it was a trivial thing, it was a big help.
Hearing Dekarabia’s words, Bikir thought for a moment.
‘Old city is Dantalian. He was wearing the skin of Quilty, head of the Indulgentia family.’
Quilty, who was controlled by Dantalian, was a person closely related to the Old Testament sect of Quo Vadis, a religious chant.
And a demon who was close friends with Dantalian. sixth corpse.
‘If I investigate the Old Testament faction of Quo Vadis, I might catch a clue.’
Even after the Indulgentia family disappeared, indulgences were still being issued and sold by the Old Testament sect of Quo Vadis.
The sale of indulgences was suspended for a while due to the public attention due to the ‘Dolores’ 95 Theses Rebuttal Case’, but the OT faction started issuing indulgences again some time ago as the public demanded for resale.
Coincidentally, with the arrival of a new season, sales of ‘indulgence’ of the newly changed standard are prevalent.
Surprisingly, there was even a discount event.
‘It’s a one-time business, so I’m going to be hungry.’
Bikir once again intended to investigate the Old Testament sect of Quo Vadis.
You might be able to find clues that have connections with him, maybe hiding somewhere other than the Quo Vadis family.
That moment.
Something like a hunch that couldn’t be logically explained crossed Vikir’s mind.
“… … .”
Bikir’s gaze turned to the front door.
There was a poster that Piggy dropped earlier when he left.
<Mock Investment Contest>
The flow of the economy was created by humans, but cannot be predicted by human power.
However, the intuition of a very few geniuses is also in touch with a huge flow.
If you consider yourself one of those few, take note of this poster.
The competition is held in what is called the ‘backbone of the economy’.
It will be a stairway that will lead you to the big stage of the business world.
Target: former academy students
Reception period: Up to one week after the poster is distributed (※Posters will naturally disappear after one week)
Organized by Bourgeois House
