I Became the Academy's Disabled Student-Chapter 353: Apologize

“I ate well~”

That evening.

After finishing her meal, Daera Saje went down to the basement instead of her room.

Her destination was the training ground in the basement of the mansion, which was the Saje’s recent routine.

- Crackle...!

Sitting on the floor with her buttocks down, quietly closing her eyes and practicing controlling her brain energy.

‘This must be difficult.’

After eating dinner separately, I followed Daera Saje down the path.

I nodded while observing Daera Saje, who was stuck on the wall next to the entrance.

The brain energy flashed next to her.

It was happening quite regularly, but there were quite a few mismatches, causing brain electricity to fly out all over the place.

Brain energy is a magical property that is particularly difficult to manipulate. To put it a bit harshly, it has a reputation for being a mess.

‘And if you think about Daera Saje’s unique ability... ’

The unique ability of Daera Saje, Thunder.

It’s a familiar name.

To be exact, it matches the unique ability of the 8th time that was used in the original work.

‘I was very surprised when I first heard the name.’

Lightning with an output far exceeding the average. That alone felt strange, but hearing the name Thunder made my head spin.

Of course, the name could be the same. You can find unique abilities with the same name that you’ve realized.

‘ But if you think about the output and nature, it seems to fit... ’

Daera Saje’s Thunder and the Thunder of the 8th time.

The more I compared the output and nature, the more I thought that they were actually the same unique ability.

‘Thunder... ’

The Thunder of the 8th time was strong.

Even without using archery, it was enough to subdue 3rd-tier monsters with Thunder alone.

Considering the long-range bombardment using archery? It was the 8th time that I had a chance to win even when fighting a 2nd-tier monster alone.

If Baek A-rin, whom I trusted and loved behind my back, hadn’t betrayed me! It wouldn’t have ended so meaninglessly.

‘It {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} took a lot of effort to control the thunder.’

It’s a similar case to the fear.

Since the output is beyond common sense, the manipulation is also crazy.

If I remember correctly, the thunder also had mental side effects. That’s why I was considerate of Dae-ra’s master.

‘... ... ’

I couldn’t pay that consideration today.

I was foolishly jealous and threw a tantrum for no reason.

Fortunately, Dae-ra’s master took my actions lightly, but in the end, it didn’t change the fact that I caused trouble.

That’s why I came down to apologize...

- Crackle... !

I sat down on my butt and started training without even having time to apologize.

It was a nuisance to disturb her concentration by touching that for no reason.

‘Should I go over and apologize now? Or should I borrow some time when I’m coming up after finishing...’

- Zizhizik...

At that moment, the brain machine that Sajeo was manipulating stopped. My worries and breathing also stopped.

Sajeo, who had been blinking for a moment, got up from his seat and walked straight toward the entrance.

“Priest, what are you doing here?”

[Hehe]

Soon, he stuck his head out beyond the entrance and asked me, looking straight in my direction.

Blue eyes staring down at me. Even though his body was still, he was sweating a little, perhaps because he was using up his magic and stamina.

I quietly lowered the hands that were covering his mouth.

[... How did you know I was here?]

My presence is usually faint, so it’s not easy to detect. Although I walk around the mansion, it’s hard to find me because I don’t show myself.

Daera Saje tilted her head at my question.

“Um... well? Intuition?”

[I see...]

Intuition. It seemed like a vague answer, but I nodded obediently.

The 8th Thunderbolt has amplified senses and reflexes, and the opening of the sixth sense.

If Daera Saje’s Thunderbolt had the same ability as the 8th, then it was understandable that this kind of intuition would develop.

‘Is it really the same ability?’

The 8th Thunderbolt was manifested as an artifact. It was originally a brain attribute, but the uniqueness of Thunderbolt was achieved through an artifact.

- [Saje, how did you manifest that unique ability? Did you, by any chance, pick up a strange artifact?]

- Artifact? No? I don’t know either.

- [?]

But Daera Saje said she didn’t know either. I heard that it suddenly appeared one day...

“So? What happened, Priest?”

[Ah]

The worries that were about to deepen were cut off. My shoulders flinched at the gaze looking down at me as I tilted my head.

[Uh... That...]

“That?”

[Geueu...]

The moment of apology came as I wanted. However, the words didn’t come out well.

I was embarrassed and embarrassed by the content of my apology.

[I’m sorry for throwing a tantrum this morning. I was not good at controlling my emotions.]

I swallowed my saliva for a moment and thought about it, but I still didn’t have the option of running away.

In the end, I bowed my face, my face burning.

“... Priest, was that why you were hanging around here to apologize?”

Daera Sajeo, who received the apology, had an expression that said she hadn’t expected it. I looked up, feeling embarrassed.

[Yes...]

“... Huh, ahahaha! No, priest! Why are you apologizing for something like this!”

Soon, Daera Saje burst into laughter. This was also an unexpected reaction.

As I was looking at him with a bewildered expression, Saje wiped away the tears hanging from the corners of my eyes and patted my head.

“Ughhh, oh, my stomach hurts. I feel like I’m going to throw up what I ate... Priest, it’s okay~ Honestly, is that a tantrum? If someone saw me, they’d think I punched them in the face! That’s just acting cute.”

[... It wasn't aegyo]

"Huh? So you really threw a tantrum? You really disliked me? You want to just kick me out?"

I said something that hurt my pride, but I couldn't help but lower my head.

The sergeant burst into laughter at my appearance.

[Relief]

A smile of relief appeared on my lips as I lowered my head to hide my face.

- Tiring!

'Huh?'

The alarm rang a little later.

[Contact: Master]

[▶Master: Disciple]

[▶Master: A little later...]

[▶Master: Can you come up to my room?]

The sergeant called the master next.

Lee Ha-yool → Daera Celeste

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｢Master's Disciple｣ ｢Lightning｣ ｢Empathy｣ ｢Compassion｣ ｢Pity｣ ｢Pitifulness｣

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｢Private Life｣ ｢Thunderbolt?｣ ｢Empathy｣ ｢Pity｣

The interview went on longer than I expected. The main topic was over quickly, but the conversation that followed was also informative.

'A true spirit master is different, after all.'

On the way out of the lab. Lee Ha-sol nodded, recalling the conversation just now.

As someone who was just starting out in spirit mastery, she received some really useful advice.

The conversation that followed was probably more informative than the main topic.

'The conversation itself was enjoyable.'

Riana Bellus. She was a kind and gentle woman, just like the rumors said.

She was soft-spoken, but it was clear to the ear. A voice could be heard. Sometimes the conversation was bouncy, but there was a sense of consideration for the other person.

A good person. That word came to mind naturally.

- Ah, hahaha! The spirits are playing a prank.

“... ... ”

There were some suspicious parts. Lee Ha-sol searched his memory, recalling Riana who was startled and quickly burst into laughter.

Her unique ability was the attribute of wind.

The ability to control the wind, feel the wind, and convert magic into wind.

It was a common ability.

- Whoosh...!

The gentle wind swayed for a moment. Her hair swayed slightly in the swaying wind.

The feeling of the wind brushing past her entire body. From there, the wind’s knot, path, and information were transmitted.

Even without using magic or causing a unique effect, this was information that could be obtained basically if you wanted.

You can't get the top position in Siyoram with common unique abilities.

Lee Ha-sol had excellent natural talent and skills, and his uniqueness was also very special.

In the room, I couldn’t feel the wind properly. It seemed like there were separate measures to prevent detection.

In particular, there was something under the desk...

- Wheeing!

The wind gathered on my palm and a green halo appeared. It was the lower spirit of the wind that had made a contract with Lee Ha-sol.

“Hello?”

- Beep!

“Yeah, nice to meet you too.”

Lee Ha-sol felt the intention conveyed by the flickering spirit and smiled brightly and continued the conversation.

Lower spirits have a faint ego. It’s okay to say that they are a mass of magical power that relies on instinct.

However, they can communicate to a small extent.

Communicating with spirits is also important for the growth of spirits. It is an essential process for nurturing the ego.

“Was there someone else in that room just now?”

- ... ...

The conversation that had been going on without any problems suddenly stopped. It was a question that interrupted the conversation.

- Beep, beep...

The halo of light spun around halfway. It was like a person avoiding eye contact. In addition, the body flickered as if it was sweating.

“Hmm...”

Spirits and spiritists are connected by a contract and are together. In other words, they cannot be connected without a contract.

There are other cases.

They are a race commonly called fairies. They are said to live together with spirits without a contract.

Also, another rumor that has recently emerged.

A special admission student of Siyoram.

He is said to deal with spirits that he has not contracted with. And even spirits that he has already contracted with follow him...

Looking down at the spirits who were embarrassed on his palm, Lee Ha-sol tilted his head.

‘... Am I having strange thoughts?’

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Lee Ha-sol blushed at the thought that came to his mind.

It is such a lewd imagination. That innocent-looking professor, putting Lee Ha-yul under the desk and doing such things...?

I can’t believe it at all.

But considering that Professor Riana is also a woman living with Lee Ha-yul, and considering the suspicions I just had...

‘Ugh.’

Lately, I haven’t had a day where my head feels light.

When will I ever be able to rest comfortably?

Lee Ha-sol let out a deep sigh as fatigue suddenly occurred to her.

‘Still, we’ll meet soon... Maybe I can ask her then.’

Lee Ha-sol smiled faintly as she recalled the recent text messages she had exchanged with Lee Ha-yul.