The Narrow-Eyed Villain of the Demon Academy
chapter-38-2

Yesterday.

All the instructors who had finished their classes were gathered in one place.

It was to take care of some overtime work.

An hour passed like that.

Most of the instructors had returned to their dorms, leaving only Ares and Idea in the staff office.

Actually, Idea had finished all her work, but since Ares' work was taking forever, she was killing time by drumming her fingers.

But there's a limit to waiting in silence.

"Are you not done yet?"

Idea asked as she approached, and Ares frowned as if he was annoyed.

"I have a long way to go."

"What on earth are you doing?"

Idea glanced at Ares' paperwork.

The documents contained a general assessment of the student's physical abilities.

Ares was in the middle of organizing the students' physical abilities.

Some students excelled in physical ability, while others were ridiculously lacking.

Ares was constantly striving to narrow the gap between the two.

Honestly, it's not like much would change even if he did this, but that's why his sincerity towards the students was even more evident.

"You're so old-fashioned, senior."

Idea puffed out her cheeks and sat down next to Ares.

"......You're a bother. Go away."

"No, I won't. I have to look at your mean face, senior."

"Tch."

They often bickered like this, but she didn't actually hate Ares.

She found his old-fashioned ways stuffy, but she liked him.

Because Ares' charm came from his silent sincerity.

However.

There was one point of contention between them.

It was about Adel.

Idea and Ares respected each other's opinions. Usually-.

They knew that their thoughts and values were different, so in a way, it was only natural as educators.

But this time, it was difficult to narrow their differences.

Thud-.

Ares put down the paperwork and turned his gaze to Idea.

"What do you want to say?"

"I like that child."

“What?”

“His skills are top-notch, and… unlike some ‘noble son,’ he uses honorifics when speaking to all students. From what I’ve seen, he doesn’t seem like a bad guy?”

Of course, his appearance was rather gloomy, but that wasn’t a big problem.

Ares, who was currently frowning, didn’t look any less threatening.

Moreover, his abilities were outstanding enough to offset all of his shortcomings.

At the very least, he had proven that it was no fluke that he had passed the entrance exam with the same grades as the children of the Seven Deadly Sins.

His personality didn’t seem particularly strange either.

This was all according to Idea’s standards, of course.

As for the murderous aura and cruelty that Ares was wary of, there were probably more cruel demons among the Demonkin.

Even Idea herself didn’t exactly kill humans gently.

“The fact that he’s a half-Demonkin is a bit of a concern, but it seems like the Bares family is sponsoring him?”

His identity was also certain.

According to Idea’s investigation, Adel was an escort for the daughter of the Bares family.

The Lord of Bares wouldn’t have put a suspicious person next to his daughter.

However, Ares’s thoughts were different.

“Even if his identity is certain, that doesn’t mean he’s someone we can trust. You know that, don’t you?”

Ares didn’t trust Adel.

He had a gut feeling about him.

He just didn’t have any evidence.

Swish-.

Ares touched his chest.

Under his clothes, a long, unhealed scar was etched into his skin.

A half-Demon who had inflicted an unforgettable wound on him.

…For some reason, Adel and that guy had similar auras.

It was enough to make his skin crawl.

Although their speech and abilities, as well as all of their external characteristics, were different, it didn’t seem like he was the guy’s blood relative or descendant…

But it was true that he felt uneasy around him.

“And most importantly, we haven’t figured out what he wants. There’s nothing more dangerous than a blind sword.”

Ares had grasped Adel’s true nature.

Like water and oil.

It was a perfect and piercing description of the Adel he had been observing all this time.

The students of Sytan had a strong hatred for humans.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that they had entered Sytan solely because of that driving force.

If the students were ordered to give up their lives to kill a human, they would do so without hesitation.

However, Adel didn’t seem to feel any hatred towards humans.

If Ares’s guess was correct,

Then he probably wouldn’t feel much of a difference between killing a human and killing a fellow Demon.

It was only natural for someone born with the nature of a killing.

Ares deliberately frowned.

"Do you think I don't know you?"

"What do you mean?"

“You’re trying to give the position of class president to him, aren’t you?”

"Oops, you caught me."

"......You're out of your mind."

Ares sent a cold glare at Idea, who clicked her tongue and tapped her forehead.

"You're giving that guy the position of class president. Don't you know what that means?"

"Of course I do. It means handing over the command of a unit called Class A, even if it's temporary, right?"

"Even though you know that...!!"

Anger filled Ares's voice.

Basically, the homeroom teacher was in charge of leading the class, but it was impossible for the homeroom teacher to follow them every moment during practice or actual combat situations.

Therefore, the class president serves as the representative of the class.

It’s a crucial role that involves leading the class and guiding the students in real combat situations.

But to give that heavy position, which held everyone's lives, to that guy...

“Give the position of class president to one of the descendants of the Seven Deadly Sins. They’d be better than him.”

"No."

"......This is crazy."

Ares and Idea confronted each other for a long time over this.

However, Ares couldn't change Idea's mind.

Ares was an outsider after all, so it was only right that the will of Idea, the homeroom teacher of Class A, should be respected.

Idea, who seemed to think she had won the argument, proudly taunted Ares.

"I'll take care of my class, so butt out, senior. I may be a new teacher, but my eye for talent is accurate."

"......"

In the end, Ares had to back down.

Like that, Idea left the staff office with a relieved expression.

The staff office became empty after Idea left.

Whew-.

Ares whistled.

Then, a bird flew in through the window.

A bird that was raised for information gathering and reconnaissance purposes, boasting a market price of several thousand gold per bird.

In fact, it had shown outstanding performance on the battlefield.

"Keep an eye on that guy."

Ares sent the bird to the room where Adel was.

In order to grasp Adel's movements and keep an eye on him.

...Without realizing that Adel would discover the bird's identity within a day.

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