I Became the Crazy Instructor at the Academy

Chapter 64

64 – 64. Rank

Ivan’s super-fast promotion.

A secret letter from the principal saying that there are some who disapprove of it.

I continued reading, unlocking the mana circuit on the text.

As you know, things aren’t that simple in the world.

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Everyone knows that you have made an incomparable contribution to Russell,

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In order to be 100% recognized for that, you have to support it with your daily behavior.

It wasn’t that surprising.

In a way, it was natural.

Selection and concentration.

As someone who is not the main character, I had to prepare for numerous events that would come right away.

In the process, there was no time to clean up the karma that ‘the original Ivan’ had committed.

It seems like a win-win situation with no image recovery in progress.

There was a possibility that there would be a backlash of that magnitude.

So, maybe you should have behaved better on a regular basis.

It was an upsetting phrase, but

One line that accurately summarizes the situation.

I tried to pressure him ex officio if possible, but he brought up a somewhat sensitive issue.

Yes, this is the strange part.

If we were to predict the people who disapprove of Ivan’s success, they would be broadly divided into two categories.

Most of them are political forces who are very displeased with the fact that influence within the school is being concentrated on Ivan. In other words, they would be the directors.

The rest, regardless of complex politics or conflict of interests, were probably a few instructors who had been ‘personally’ seriously hurt by Ivan.

And to the opposition.

I can assure you that the principal will not enter.

To put it bluntly, that fact alone could have suppressed quite a bit of reaction.

However, the opposition has prepared something.

If it is a very ‘justifiable’ reason that even the principal swallows his words and writes a letter, the story is different.

I was curious about that and moved on to the next chapter.

And, I understood it right away.

Hey, why on earth are you still ranked C?

If I had just renewed, this wouldn’t have happened.

“Ah.”

A legitimate argument that makes you hit your knees.

The principal would have had no choice but to admit this.

Nurturing talented individuals who will be responsible for the future of the empire.

Russell’s instructors, who are in charge of everything, are naturally of high rank.

Basically, it is class B,

There are quite a few A-level low-ranking people,

Even instructor Miho is S-rank.

Probably only Ivan is in C class.

And, everyone, including the principal, seemed to have one big misunderstanding.

I just found out that Ivan’s rank is C.

At least the reason is not ‘because it is not updated’.

This guy is just C-level, so he is C-level.

It was worth it.

Ivan a few months ago.

So, Ivan did not have Damian’s tears, Arachne’s essence, or the ability called Gluttony that he gained after defeating Velen.

Because it just gets thrown away.

This is a thought that comes to mind again, but I wonder what this guy really believed and was acting like such a fool.

Anyway, the rank did not even reach the average of an instructor, let alone an emeritus professor.

So, the story progressed afterward.

It was obvious even without looking.

They called an evaluator for promotion to B level. I think it will probably coincide with your return date.

Try to show off your skills.

As expected, is this an evaluation for promotion?

Numerous combatants registered with the Empire. The criteria for ranking them is almost entirely based on performance.

Combatants fighting on the front lines maintain their ranks without any grand process called ‘evaluation.’

Because we are making progress in real time.

However, the place I belong to is the deepest part of the empire.

A place where it is quite difficult to see monsters.

Of course, thanks to various events, I achieved a lot of credit for ‘slaying monsters’.

It seemed that in order to move up to the next level, it was necessary to meet with the evaluator at least formally.

I wasn’t really worried.

Because the rank of the B-level evaluator is also B-level.

If you defeat him, there won’t be any complaints until at least the next evaluation.

I tried to put the letter in with that thought in mind, but there was something more.

I wondered if the principal’s talkativeness would also appear in the essay, but what was written there was not idle talk.

The second thing that came to the fore is, to put it mildly, it is difficult to say. Well, it’s your fault so I won’t pay attention.

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It’s a personality controversy.

You have a lot of ghost stories.

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Among them, the most representative ones that surfaced were,

You can guess it.

“What are you talking about?”

It doesn’t go as expected.

Before being possessed, there were so many things the real crazy guy did,

I don’t even know all of that,

Because I don’t even know the upper limit of that level.

That…. This is the problem that happened with instructor Miho. I wonder if I should call this a problem.

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Don’t be surprised at what I know.

Everyone knows anyway.

A feeling of avoiding specific explanations and descriptions.

Whether the reason is consideration as a member of society or instinct as a human being.

It was so sad.

Why do things that everyone knows so well?

Should I, the person involved, not know?

Please speak calmly.

I don’t know.

However, the letter ends abruptly.

So the thing is…. Hmm. He’s so manly.

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Have some tea with the parties involved and try to end things on a good note. That way, I feel comfortable being caught in the middle.

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If not right away, maybe later.

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Did you read this far?

Burn this and destroy it immediately.

Do not leave any evidence.

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Because I don’t want to hear about fairness, saying I told you in advance or something.

In the end, what remains from this ‘secret tip letter’.

Not long after returning, someone will come to rank us again.

The point was that there was some kind of trouble between Ivan and instructor Miho.

The good news is that it is something that can end well with a cup of tea.

I quietly put the letter away.

As soon as Adela’s voice was heard from the front,

“Oh my, you arrived pretty early.”

Far away. Russell’s Wall is starting to come into view.

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After returning, the heroines left to relieve their travel fatigue in their own way.

Scarlett will sleep in the dormitory,

Paula will pray at the temple.

However, there was one person who followed me to my private room.

That’s why the unfortunate heroine was astonished at the same time as I was.

“What is this?” ?”

“……”

Ivan’s private room is spacious.

Experientially, it feels three times more spacious than other instructors’ private rooms.

That’s probably why the table was large and a sofa could be placed in the corner.

And, all of that was covered.

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With paper.

Countless piles of paper swaying in the wind generated by opening the door.

I don’t even know where to put my eyes,

No matter which direction you turn your head, it has no meaning.

So, among the fluttering things, I grabbed the first thing I could get my hands on.

What is all this?

“Direct disciple application form….”

There are still students like this left.

When did all three people fill up?

After roughly throwing it back, I randomly snatch up other papers and check them.

“This is an assignment submission…. This is a joint research proposal….”

With Adela, who carefully helped me organize,

I succeeded in classifying these paper towers in just 30 minutes.

“Instructor, what was this document?”

“This is an application for direct discipleship.”

“…What should I do?”

“Please throw it away.”

“Phew, I understand.”

Adela, who seemed relieved for some reason, lifted her briefcase and placed it in the corner of her private room.

Only then was this private room able to at least feel organized.

We were able to sit across the table.

“Adela, are you tired now? No, be patient even if you are tired. “I want to make a deal right away.”

“Ma, please speak.”

“I understand that you maintain a fairly amicable relationship with your students. So, could you please find out?”

The application form that Adela just put down.

Two people’s eyes are focused on that place at the same time.

There are no variables like this.

Is it a benefit or a loss to me? This is especially true when you don’t even know if it’s just happening.

Of course, this is not the first time that I have received an application to be a student from a student other than the heroine.

But this is a bit harsh.

These are kids who drop out of school in their class.

I had to know the cause.

“…I understand.”

“The price is-“

“I will provide this as a service.”

This is a welcome sound to hear.

I think I will be busy starting tomorrow morning.

“…I’m worried too.”

After she spoke like that,

She nodded and left her room.

I was able to talk coolly.

“Ah, when are you going to put all this away…?” .”

It will spin. What’s going on?

Why did you submit so many assignments? I thought this was set to last until next month?

Just as I was grumbling inwardly and trying to sort the paper tower again, the door opened again.

“Did you leave something behind?”

Of course I thought it was Adela.

That’s why she spoke without even turning her head.

“Oh….”

“Hmm?”

What came back was a voice I heard for the first time.

Behind the open door, a female instructor stood.

The instructor came in carrying a pile of documents and stood there flinching like a scared puppy.

“…What’s going on?”

“That, that assignment…” .”

What nonsense again.

Why is the instructor doing the assignment?

“I have never given an assignment to an instructor.”

“Oh, that’s not it! This is your assignment, done by a direct student of mine, and I wanted to hand it in as well….”

Aha, that was it.

I nodded and told him to close the door and come in.

A female instructor coming in cautiously.

This is my first time seeing this face,

Probably not our first meeting.

It’s just that I didn’t memorize her face because I wasn’t interested in it.

So, you can skip the formal greeting.

Getting to the point.

“I just came back, and the students have become very diligent. “It’s embarrassing.”

“Seo, sincerity….”

“Usually, there were countless cases where I could barely bring it in the day before the submission deadline or couldn’t do it at all, so I said everything.”

The story was told as if it were a quick glance.

If that guy has the bare minimum of social skills, he will definitely tell you the reason.

“It’s not that I have become sincere….”

Why it comes out as expected.

However, the attitude is a little strange.

“It’s just that priorities have changed, Instructor Ivan….”

“Can you explain so I can understand?”

Her head gradually lowers.

Her eyes slowly become cloudy.

As if a trauma switch had been turned on.

“He is definitely my student, but he was such an obedient child until a few weeks ago…. These past few days, as soon as the academy was over, she went back to the dormitory and didn’t come out, so I asked her what she was doing and she said she was finishing your assignment….”

“…”

Conversation is essentially giving and receiving.

In that sense, what was happening here was not a conversation.

Judging from the content and expression,

The expression lament would be correct.

“I also gave the assignment, but he didn’t even look at my computer…. To put it bluntly, it seems a bit shabby…. Then one day, I happened to overhear the kids chatting among themselves….”

Are you crying? Are you really crying?

“Why are there only three direct disciples? If not, I would have stabbed instructor Ivan right away…. I am also an instructor…. He’s my disciple. Heh, heh….”

I thought it couldn’t be done,

I grabbed her shoulder tightly.

“So you are asking the reason.”

“…Reason?”

This human’s eyes were delicious.

It wasn’t that I didn’t understand.

I would also feel sick if my direct student prioritized another instructor’s assignments over his own.

But talking like that is nothing more than an explanation of this pile of paper.

What I want to hear is,

Why are students suddenly being friendly to me?

“If I knew it would be like this, if I knew….”

“Please stop sniffling. “It’s not something you should do at your age.”