Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy

The reason the "idiot prince" earned such a harsh nickname is largely due to his actions that epitomize an incompetent superior.

He’s neurotic and sharp yet foolish, always shifting responsibility onto his subordinates while taking credit for successes. He truly makes one wonder, “Why the hell is that bastard even in that position?”

The character of the second prince, seemingly crafted by the production team to embody the nightmare of workplace life, has granted many people PTSD.

Thus, reflecting the resentment and grudges of numerous individuals in the community, he came to be known as the "idiot prince."

However, the second prince does have his own backstory.

Having lived his life in constant comparison to the first prince, he harbors deep feelings of inferiority and victim mentality. Not just family and friends, but everyone around him saw him as a mere tool to be used, rather than recognizing him, which only intensified those negative emotions.

As a result, he became self-centered, arrogant, and prone to shirking responsibility.

If we delve deeper, like many lead characters in Soul Academy, his backstory could be elaborated upon, but that’s not particularly important.

After all, as long as I can’t refer to him as “the idiot prince,” I can’t be his savior.

Honestly, who would pour their heart out to someone who calls them an idiot?

“Lucy?”

As I remained silent, Frey tilted her head in confusion, but I couldn’t bring myself to explain this situation.

So, I simply responded that there was no problem in calling an idiot an idiot, which led to me getting an earful from Zoe and Arthur.

Well, anyway, the two of them, realizing I was a crazy person who thinks and acts unlike a normal one, didn’t bother to dissuade me. Depending on the situation, they even offered to help me.

I didn’t refuse. No matter how brilliant the old man’s plan might be, I never know when it could go sideways.

Since that day, I continuously looked for opportunities to refer to the idiot prince as the second prince. No, to call the second prince the idiot prince.

While I genuinely intended to call him that, I couldn’t just recklessly storm into the classroom where he was and shout “idiot.”

That would be more than just starting a fight; it would be a declaration of war. I had no intention of going that far.

What was most crucial in the old man's plan was to walk the fine line.

Right now, I had no intention of siding with him, but if he behaved well, I might change my mind. To maintain this complex and delicate gap, I had to ensure that I wasn’t the one provoking him first.

<If you wait, the right moment will come. It seems the second prince has quite an interest in me.>

Since the old man said this, I went about my tasks while waiting for that uncertain moment to arrive.

I visited the administrative professor, who was ready to hear whatever I had to say, to re-enroll in classes.

I met Luka to hear how she dealt with the Moron Trio while receiving the materials she promised to prepare.

I visited Visi to hand over the book and relay the news about Belma.

I spoke to Alsatin, asking him to gather various items needed for the second semester dungeon raid.

I continued my usual training, sparred with Frey, and rolled around with Zoe and Arthur.

I even forcibly bathed the goofy fox, who was happily absorbing my sweat-stained clothes, to wash away the smell.

On one such day, the moment the old man had spoken of arrived—time to set the plan into motion.

That day marked the announcement of the second semester dungeon starting at the academy.

To prevent the various accidents that had occurred previously, countless spells had been implemented, ensuring the safety of the students perfectly, with the announcement stating that dungeon raids would revert to the previous regulations. I clenched my fist, confirming that I could raid the dungeon alone.

Right now, since I had people to form a party with, I didn’t have to worry about numbers. Still, there’s a huge difference between coordinating with others while being mindful of their movements and raiding alone.

While one might say that more people are better for a typical raid, my case was different.

If I wanted to use the methods of rotten water, being alone was preferable. I could completely eliminate the variable of others.

Hmm. Since I had already spoken to Alsatin in advance, all the necessary items would be prepared by the time the dungeon opened.

If I moved a bit rigorously, it seemed entirely possible to raid the academy dungeon on the first day!

As I pondered this, I turned my head at the sound of commotion coming from afar.

Wait. Is there someone who can maneuver through a crowd so smoothly?! I thought that was Lucy Alrn's trick!

As I marveled, I turned my gaze to the distance and saw the second prince and his entourage, which made me chuckle.

Their eyes were all fixed on me, but the meanings behind those gazes were all different.

Those who longed for me. Those who were displeased. Those who were troubled. Those who showed hatred.

Even though the second prince must have expressed his desire for me, the lack of consensus among them was amusing. Truly a fitting example of the term “a ragtag bunch.”

“Lucy Alrn.”

Without looking anywhere else, the second prince walked up to me and looked down with a smile.

“I initially intended to wait for you to make a decision, but my patience has its limits.”

Seeing that smile, those eyes brimming with confidence revealed everything.

The second prince didn’t think for a second that he would be rejected.

And looking at those glaring at me from behind him, I could tell.

This confidence was injected by the sweet words of those standing behind him.

“I want to hear the answer to a question I asked a long time ago.”

I took a deep breath as I saw the second prince extend his hand.

“Sorry. Your Highness the Second Prince.”

“Sorry. Idiot Prince.”

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As the words “idiot prince” popped out of my mouth, the surrounding air turned silent.

The crowd. Those standing behind the second prince. Even the second prince himself.

They all stared blankly at me, struggling to accept that this situation was real.

However, as someone who had anticipated this situation long ago, I remained calm even amidst the heavy silence.

It wasn’t as if this kind of situation was something I created just overnight.

Among the shocked crowd, the first to regain their composure were the second prince’s followers.

“Are you insulting His Highness the Second Prince?!” “Are you out of your mind?!” “Ever since you gained talent, you’ve become unaware of how high the sky is!” “The shame of the Alrn family!”

As the torrent of insults rained down, the murmurs from the crowd grew louder.

In that moment, the second prince’s eyes widened, veins bulging on his neck, and he raised his arm.

Naturally, the murmurs from the people quieted down.

No matter how inferior he was compared to the first prince, a prince is still a prince. He knows how to display his dignity.

“...Did you say idiot prince? Who? Me?”

‘Yes!’

“Is there another prince here besides idiot prince? It doesn’t seem like it~”

The sound of teeth grinding echoed in my ears, but the second prince did not raise his voice immediately.

Instead, he took a long breath, finding his calm again before lowering his voice.

“Considering your abilities, I suppose I can overlook such nonsense.”

Eh?! Really?! He can overlook the title of idiot prince?!

Was my worth inside the second prince higher than I had thought?!

If that’s the case, there’s no need to continue with the plan, and I can just let it pass...

“If you come under me.”

Ah. I thought I could let it pass like that, but I guess not.

After all, hearing the word idiot right in front of me, it would be foolish to let it slide.

“Sorry. I...”

“I don’t know what you were expecting, but I have no intention of coming under someone inferior to me.”

As I recited the line I had prepared in advance, the second prince frowned.

His face turned bright red, evidently struggling to contain his anger.

“Are you saying that I am inferior to you?”

‘Do you think you’re better than me?’

“Do you think you’re better than me? Well, everyone has different opinions, so I’ll respect your opinion, idiot prince.”

“Stop spouting nonsense and answer properly. Am I. Inferior. To you?”

The intensity in the second prince’s bloodshot eyes was undoubtedly intimidating, but I wasn’t scared.

There had been far too many experiences in my life for me to be frightened by this.

‘Do you really think you’re better than me?’

“No. Are you seriously saying you’re better than me?”

“Seasil, who has only begun to shine for less than a year, is not sloppy enough to be inferior to a brat.”

‘Really?’

“Eh. Really? You don’t seem to think so.”

My laughter made the atmosphere around us even more hostile.

The piercing gazes felt like they could pierce my skin, but I couldn’t stop now.

Having already crossed that line, my only option was to keep pushing forward.

‘Even the first prince lost to me, so how could the second prince be better than me?’

“That’s strange? As far as I know, hasn’t the idiot prince lost to the gloomy stalker prince every time? I won. I accomplished what you, idiot prince, could never achieve in your entire life. Naturally, I’m better than you, right?”

As I reached out, the second prince grabbed my wrist.

Nice movement.

Given the pressure on my wrist, he seemed to possess considerable strength.

He was a character that had remained at the top tier in terms of raw power.

But this much was manageable.

I withstood the second prince’s force, who was trying to pull me in with strength.

Surprise appeared on the second prince's face.

‘Are you trying to solve this with strength...?’

“Ha ha ha. So, you’re trying to resolve this with strength since words aren’t working? How barbaric. Is the lack of character a critical issue? Oh, you do know what character means, right?”

“Don’t test my patience. Your father’s radiance will not protect you forever.”

A declaration that if I continued to push, Benedikt and everything would be destroyed.

I thought about pretending to be scared at such an unlikely threat, but realizing that if I provoked him any further, he might genuinely swing his fist, I held back.

‘Are you angry because you were ignored?’

“Are you upset? Is it irritating for a girl near your chest to ignore you?”

“...What do you want to say?”

‘Then I mean...’

“Then prove it. Idiot prince. Prove that you are better than me. Show that you can beat me in the field where the gloomy stalker prince has lost.”