Arifureta: From Commonplace to World’s Strongest: Short Stories (Premium) Page 14

  “Hmph. Bad kids need to be punished. Prepare to be banished to the counselor’s realm.”

  “As if you’re one to talk! I’ll get you fired for daring to lay a hand on one of your students!”

  A moment of tense silence passed between them. The school’s scholarship student and the strongest body strengthener on campus was about to face off against the most renowned magic teacher in the entire academy. The pressure exerted by both of them was enough to make the peaceful classroom feel like hell.

  Realizing he had to do something soon or there would be a bloodbath, Hajime disentangled himself from Yue’s boobs. However, despite his effort, Yue simply squeezed her thighs around him and pushed her chest back into his face. Hajime felt his mind go blank. He was useless in this state. Yue stuck one hand out, while Shea settled into a martial arts stance. It seemed like a clash between these two was inevitable. And yet, just before they started fighting—

  Whoosh. Countless crosses made of light assaulted the two of them. Yue and Shea instantly switched their focus, ready to beat this surprise attack off with magic and fists, but the moment they switched their attention, chains of light wound their way up Hajime’s and Yue’s legs. The chains forcefully separated the two from each other. Yue was flung carelessly to the side, while Hajime was carefully carried over to the classroom door.

  “Hajime-kun, are you alright?” Released from Yue’s enticing embrace, Hajime once again found himself enveloped in something soft the moment he was released from the chains.

  A different kind of sweet scent entered his nostrils, and when he looked up he found a familiar student smiling kindly down at him. Kaori Shirasaki. Hajime opened his mouth to say something, but he was once again interrupted.

  “Aahn. H-Hajime-kun, that tickles.” Kaori blushed and tried to squirm into a more comfortable position.

  Then let me go, Hajime thought, but then chains of light wrapped around them both and he realized Kaori had no intention of ever letting him go. She hadn’t come here to save him, just to steal him away from the others.

  “I see. You’ve got guts, Kaori. I’ll send you to the counselor’s realm too, so you’d better be ready to make friends with Shea.”

  “Don’t you think a teacher who would assault her own students needs more counseling than us?”

  “Let’s cut the pointless chatter. I’ll defeat the both of you, and then claim my prize.”

  Vast amounts of mana started swirling around the three most beautiful girls in school as they stared each other down. Pillars of golden, sapphire, and white light rose up so high that they passed through the school’s ceiling and ascended to the heavens.

  Then, with a thunderous noise, a section of the school building was destroyed. The sounds of battle rang out across the grounds. The few students still at school stopped what they were doing for an instant, but when they saw what colors the pillars of light were they just said “At it again, huh?” and resumed whatever club activities they were indulging in.

  A few minutes and many explosions later, the young boy managed to stop the trio from fighting. There was a bright crimson spark, and the school building was restored to the way it had been before. Those who attended this academy were already used to this happening. Among the many magic academies that existed in this world, this was just another normal day for one of them.

  Arifureta Magic Academy II: War in the Chairwoman’s Office

  “Eighty-six destroyed desks and chairs. One hundred-and-thirty-seven shattered windows. Eight classrooms with their roofs blown off. Seven more with crumbling walls or destroyed floors. A total of one hundred-and-ninety-nine other destroyed objects... Well, what do you have to say for yourselves?”

  The chairwoman of this magic school, Tio Klarus, rested her elbows on the thick wooden desk. Her golden eyes glowed ominously as she stared down at the arrivals, her fingers interlaced in front of her face. The dim light of the setting sun illuminated the room.

  Sitting opposite her were the school’s problem children and problem teacher, Professor Yue, Shea, Kaori, and Hajime. The three girls wrecked the school four to five times each week in their pitched battles for Hajime. They’d been called into the chairwoman’s office today for the same reason. Sadly, it was clear that calling them to the office every time they destroyed the school had done nothing to rectify their rowdy behavior. In fact, even now they showed no remorse.

  “How unfortunate. It’s clear to me the builders cut corners in their work. You should sue whoever you contracted for the construction job.”

  “This is all your fault, Yue-sensei, Kaori-san. I only break things Hajime-san can fix!”

  “That’s not what’s important here. I demand that you fire Yue-sensei at once. A teacher that would dare to make advances on her student cannot be allowed to teach here!”

  It was obvious they hadn’t reflected on their actions. Professor Yue was ready to sue over the destruction she herself had caused, Shea was convinced she was the only one exempt from punishment because she’d been slightly more considerate, while Kaori had boldly stated the school’s destruction “wasn’t important.” A vein bulged on Tio’s forehead.

  “You brats! Will you not reflect on your actions even a little? Yue-sensei, I cannot believe even you would stoop this low. You are a teacher! You are supposed to guide the students and set an example, yet here I find you inciting this delinquent behavior!”

  “I incited nothing. I was simply swatting away the flies buzzing around my Hajime. It’s not my fault the buildings were too weak to handle that.”

  “What do you mean, not your fault!? In the first place—”

  “I’m not a fly! If anything, you’re the fly, Yue-sensei!”

  “Could you please not refer to him as ‘my’ Hajime? Please? Or I’ll have to shut your mouth for good.”

  “That’s enough out of all of you! I am the chairwoman! The person running this school! I will not be ignored!” However, no matter what she said, Professor Yue and the two students ignored the chairwoman. Realizing her words would never get through to them, Tio sighed and turned to Hajime. He had so far been ignoring the proceedings and was staring wistfully at the sunset.

  “Mas— I mean, Hajime. This involves you too, you know? The reason these girls are fighting is because of you.”

  “There’s nothing I can do about that, Chairwoman. I already told them all, you know? The only one I love is Yue-sensei, so there’s no reason for all this pointless fighting. And yet...”

  Hajime looked over at his companions. Yue was blushing happily, while Shea’s bunny ears were pressed flat against her head, and Kaori had stuck her fingers in her ears. There seemed to be some kind of evil specter rising behind Kaori as she glared hatefully at Yue. Tio sighed again. She had assigned all three of them a hundred written apologies to be handed in by the next day, hoping that spartan punishments would work where lectures had failed. Yue and the others complained of course, but when Tio threatened further disciplinary action, including expulsion, they reluctantly relented and agreed to write the apologies. Finally, they were released from their lecture and turned to go home.

  “Mas— I mean, Hajime. Could you stay behind? I know you repair the school each time, but a few problems have started to occur.”

  “Huh? I’m pretty sure I restored it perfectly...”

  “You did indeed. Your Transmutation skills truly are impressive. However, there are times things aren’t simply destroyed, but completely obliterated. I was hoping to talk to you about that.”

  “Well, I’ll hear you out at least.” Tio nodded in satisfaction. Suddenly, chills ran down her spine. She looked over and saw Professor Yue, Shea, and Kaori all glaring daggers at her from the doorway.

  “Wh-What is it, you three? I have nothing more to say to you, go home! You have your apologies to be writing! No skipping class to write them, either! Now go home and get to work!” Tio walked out from behind her desk and pushed the three of them out of their room. They didn’t stop glaring
at her, but they couldn’t argue with her logic. Tio slammed the door shut behind them once they were out.

  “My my, those three really are a handful. Now then, Hajime, take a seat on that sofa over there.”

  Hajime eased himself into the nearby leather sofa. Tio casually sat down next to him, almost as if it was the natural thing to do. She purposely pulled back her kimono and crossed her legs, revealing her plump thighs. At the same time, she loosened her collar, giving an obviously transparent excuse.

  “I worked up a sweat with all that yelling.”

  “So, what did you want to talk about, Chairwoman?”

  “There is no need to stand on ceremony. Just call me Tio.”

  “So, what did you want to talk about, Chairwoman?”

  “I’m being ignored again... Haaah... Haaah... Ahem... Where was I... Oh, yes. Earlier, Mas— Ahem... I mean, Hajime, you beat me to a pulp, kicked me about like I was trash, and then did unspeakable things to my arse.”

  “Hey, Chairwoman. I can’t deny it since it’s the truth, but you don’t have to put it like that, do you? You’re making me out to be some kind of terrible thug. Not only had I never seen you in your dragon form before, but you’re the one who got carried away and said you wanted to see my full strength, remember?”

  Some time ago, Hajime had gone up to the mine in the mountains in order to gather materials to transmute. There, he’d encountered the chairwoman in her transformed state. Tio had just felt like going out for a short flight to relax a little, but when she saw Hajime she decided to test his skills. She’d been hearing lots of rumors about him, and wanted to see how powerful this student really was. As a result, Hajime had, without hesitation, mercilessly set about destroying Tio as efficiently as possible. By the time she’d reverted to her original form, she’d already suffered an attack that had changed her forever.

  “I-I do. For that, I am sorry. Still, that does not excuse sticking such a b-big, thick, thing up my arse.”

  “What’d you expect? Your scales were too tough to pierce, so striking your weak point was the obvious solution.”

  “However, you did not stop even after I revealed who I was to you. You continued drilling that... thing inside me. Thanks to that, my precious backside was damaged beyond repair.” Tio sidled closer to Hajime with tears in her eyes. One hand was tenderly rubbing her butt. Though he’d done it only to get answers out of her, Hajime had to admit he may have gone too far. Seeing him at a loss for words, Tio saw her chance and scooted even closer to him.

  “Ever since then my arse has felt strange. You have to take responsibility for this.”

  “R-Responsibility?”

  “Yes. Take responsibility... and violate my arse once more!” Chairwoman Tio leaped at Hajime after letting out those words. Her eyes had gone from teary to bloodshot in the span of a few seconds. Hajime reflexively slapped her away, which made Tio let out an enraptured moan as she was flung back.

  Crap, now I’ve really done it, Hajime thought, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. Then, he caught sight of Tio’s expression as she cupped her cheek, and his worries vanished. They were replaced by an intense feeling of contempt. He glared down at Tio, but that only made her tremble in pleasure.

  “M-Master, thank you so much for that wonderful reward... Haaah... Haaah...”

  “I’m not spending another second with you, you pervert! I’m going home!” Hajime bolted for the door. However, Tio crawled after him in a rather disturbing manner with surprising speed. She caught Hajime’s leg and clung to it for dear life.

  “Master! More, please!”

  “I’m not your master, you damn pervert! I can’t believe you lectured Yue-sensei when you’re like this! You’re worse than all of them! Gah, let me go! Quit clinging to me!” Hajime’s fight with the chairwoman had opened a forbidden door. Tio clung to Hajime with all the strength of a dragonman, savoring every insult Hajime threw at her.

  Maybe I should just beat her up so bad that she can’t stand, then dump her on the mountain somewhere. As always, Hajime had no mercy.

  “Get off of Hajime, you perverted chairwoman.” The wallpaper peeled away, revealing Yue, who’d been standing behind it.

  “I thought something like this might happen! I can’t ever let my guard down around you!” Shea dropped down from the ceiling.

  “Did you really think you could fool me? Did you?” Kaori slid out from under the sofa.

  “What is this!?” Tio screamed in shock.

  “You’re safe now that I’m here,” the three girls said in unison.

  “The three of you are just as scary,” Hajime replied bluntly. He loved Yue, but this was still a little much.

  “I could have sworn the three of you had left... but it seems you just hid your presences. I was careless! However, I shall not let anyone interfere with my time with Master, not even you three! Draconify!”

  “Hmph. That’s my line. Tonight, I’ll be making dragon steak for dinner— Draconic Thunder!”

  “I can’t believe you spent so long lecturing us only to try and steal Hajime-san for yourself... Today’s the day you die! Drucken, standby! I’m gonna blow you to the moon!”

  “Wait for me, Hajime-kun. I’ll do my best to stop them! I promise I’ll capture them all for you!”

  The chairwoman’s room was destroyed that day. Students and teachers alike watched as a jet-black dragon did battle with a crackling golden dragon. In the middle of it all, a bunny-eared girl sent the black dragon flying with a blow from her warhammer. Then, both the vampire professor and the bunny girl were bound by ethereal chains that flung them to the ends of the earth. The fierce battle raged on for several hours. Once it was finally over, a good forty percent of the school was in ruins.

  “Maybe I should run away with Yue-sensei and hide somewhere deep in the countryside,” Hajime muttered to himself, as he wearily set about repairing the academy. Those who heard him replied in a simple, heartfelt manner.

  “Yes, please!”

  Arifureta Magic Academy III: Sports Meet of Depravity

  In a faraway land, there was a magic academy that was considered the best in the world. It boasted a massive courtyard, which was about as large as the Tokyo Dome, for its students to train in. Normally it was a rather dreary place, but today it was filled with decorations and ornaments. Furthermore, it was filled to the brim with students, their families, and simple observers. For today was the annual sports meet.

  The students had spent the past few months polishing their skills, all for the sake of carrying their team to victory. The morning events had already finished, and after a short break the afternoon events would commence. The reason everyone put such importance on this event was because if one did well, it was possible nobles from various countries would want to scout them for high-ranking positions. However, while most students were pumped up for this event, there was one girl in the broadcaster’s booth who looked dispirited.

  “Shizuku can’t take this anymore. Shizuku’s going home...”

  “P-President!? Why’re you talking like a kid!? Get ahold of yourself!”

  Slumped across the broadcaster’s desk was the student council president, Shizuku Yaegashi. She was so depressed that even her ponytail was drooping. Next to her was a special guest who’d been invited to the sports meet, Liliana, the kingdom’s princess.

  “Hehehe, I’m fine, Liliana-sama. I just died a little inside when I realized there’s still half a day of this hell left.”

  “Then you’re not fine at all, are you!? Your eyes look like a dead fish’s...”

  Shizuku looked up at Liliana. It looked like she’d aged a decade over the past few days. Liliana couldn’t hide her worry, but before she could say anything more, the bell signaling the start of afternoon events rang. Shizuku’s expression returned to the stoic mask of the student council president. She flipped the switch on the magic amplifier and began her speech.

  “This is the management committee speaking. The afternoon games will b
egin shortly. I hope you’re all rested and ready for the final round of events. Let’s give it our all until the very end... Lastly, I would like to implore everyone to please, please follow the rules, and play safe.”

  Cheers rang out throughout the grounds. It seemed her desperate pleas for certain students to play nice had been well received. The rest of the student body was tired of all the collateral damage they’d been suffering.

  Finally, it was time to start the first event of the afternoon, the obstacle course. Participants would have to overcome the physical and magical obstacles in their way using a combination of their athletic talents and their magical abilities. The first team to reach the flag at the end would be the winner.

  For some reason, though, the pedestal where the flag was supposed to be was covered by a huge cloth. Shizuku’s expression stiffened. She had a bad feeling about this. A teacher walked up to the pedestal with tears in his eyes, and reluctantly pulled the cloth off. The crowd fell silent when they saw what lay underneath.

  “Mmmmmm. Mmmmmm. Mgah!”

  Instead of a flag, there was a chair on the pedestal. And sitting on it, tied and gagged, was Hajime. He was struggling desperately against his bonds, but to no avail. It was rather pitiful, really. Hajime was probably the best Synergist on campus, and whoever had captured him had taken that into account. His chair was made of the sturdiest wood, and the ropes tying him of the toughest ivy. There was no metal or ore he could transmute within reach.

  “H-Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! What do you think you’re doing!? Why on earth is Nagumo-kun tied up here!? Kudeta-sensei! You’re a teacher, aren’t you!? Hey, look at me! Tell me what’s going on!”

  “I-I don’t know! I have nothing to do with this! Yue-sensei just told me if I didn’t do as she said that she’d... err, well...”

  Kudeta was known as an upright and thoughtful teacher, which made him very popular with the kids. However, he was trembling in fear at present. After a few seconds of dithering, he dashed off the courtyard as fast as his legs would carry him.