It’s raining from the sky.
It doesn’t seem like it’s reaching Vern City, so it must only be in this area.
Today, like every day, I change into the clothes prepared for me at my accommodation, have breakfast, and head toward the Royal Academy.
I walk along a wide road where six carriages can go side by side.
Because of the rain, there are many cars heading inside. The path to the dormitory, which leads to the school, is filled with colors.
The umbrellas are blooming like flowers.
I’m holding the umbrella they gave me when I left. Luckily, there’s no strong wind.
As I walk, I reach a circular road with a large statue in the center. Cars are parked along the edges, and students are getting out.
Because of the rain, many people are arriving by car. Perhaps that’s why the line of cars stretches on.
Passing that, I see stone pillars rising like those of a temple. Beyond them is a door engraved with the kingdom’s emblem. I open the wooden door and enter.
Inside the building, I find a spacious central hall. In front of me, buildings stretch to the left and right, and in front of me, there’s a staircase going up. I head left on the first floor.
From there, a long hallway stretches in a straight line. My classroom is about in the middle of it. As I enter the classroom,
Victoria steps out of the dormitory.
She doesn’t need an umbrella. The raindrops fall from the sky but seem to fall sideways as though blocked by a transparent sphere above her.
Telekinesis.
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I can’t help but feel a little envious.
Not that I can’t do something similar, but if I try it and the world breaks, it would be a major disaster... So I’m sure she’ll be here soon with her abilities.
Meanwhile, in the slums of the capital. Brightshin is already bustling with people who have been awake and working since dawn.
But a sad event happened with the rain this morning.
There are small squares between the buildings in Brightshin. Some were formed by buildings collapsing, and others were created as small spaces while constructing new buildings.
Just yesterday, those squares were filled with writings. They were inscriptions of techniques from Daegon and the Ancient Heavenly Sovereign’s memories.
The people who had filled their own homes with writings came outside and wrote them there too.
The interesting thing is that even normal people, upon seeing this, seemed to become mesmerized and began to write along with them.
The sad part is that the rain washed away the writings.
Since there’s no marker like a permanent marker in the slums, they had to light fires and use the leftover ash to write.
The rain washed those away. As the writings disappeared, people seemed to snap back to reality one by one, returning to their normal routines.
Seeing the writings erased is proof that it was sinking into their minds. It would have been better if they had continued like that.
The rain was such a disappointment.
Nodding,
While waiting for class to start, Prizia bowed her head at me, greeting me as she walked to her seat. I had thought of her as a sharp person, but looking at Kanna’s memories, I realized she was actually quite blunt.
I hadn’t realized it, but maybe her sharpness wasn’t due to being sensitive to people, but because interacting with others was difficult for her.
I thought I understood people’s emotions, but it turns out the way I perceive them can change the interpretation.
Perhaps,
Were there people among those I’ve encountered before who I misunderstood like this?
I’ll have to look more carefully next time.
“Bell! Good morning!”
Victoria quickly entered the classroom and ran over to sit next to me.
“Isn’t a rainy day a good day?”
It’s a common saying, so I asked. No matter how much you have telekinesis, doesn’t it still get tiring like exercising when you get hungry?
“I like it because the world seems so clear when the rain falls. Oh, by the way, Bell, could you stand up for a moment?”
Victoria says something incredible. Listening to her now, doesn’t it sound like she’s exerting control over the falling raindrops?
It seems to be a much stronger ability than I imagined, so I stood up as Victoria suggested. Immediately, the raindrops that had been slightly dampening my shoes flew up into the air.
Victoria tossed them out the window with a swift motion and stared out at the scene. Her eyes didn’t seem to focus on any particular object, as though lost in thought.
Victoria suddenly stood up, leaving me behind, and headed toward the teacher’s podium. Since it wasn’t class time yet, it wasn’t an issue to go up there. It wasn’t exactly strange behavior, though.
“You’re soaking wet. Come over here! I’ll dry you off!”
Victoria loudly said this to the students, but no one immediately moved to approach her. Was it because of her position?
At that moment, one male student hesitantly stepped forward. His left ankle was soaked as though he had stepped into something.
“Can you dry me off?”
“Of course.”
When Victoria waved her hand, all the moisture from his left ankle and clothes floated up into the air and flew toward Victoria. She sent it all out the window and smiled at the male student.
“How is it?”
“Perfect.”
The male student moved his legs a few times, then smiled and returned to his seat. One by one, the other students got up from their seats and lined up in front of her, and Victoria dried them all off, one by one.
She could probably remove all the moisture in the room if she wanted to, but it seems like she’s doing this on purpose.
She’s using her ability cleverly. If she were to help everyone at once, it would be overlooked, but doing it one by one makes it a personal interaction.
Even those who don’t want to admit it will have to realize that they received a favor.
By the time most of the students were dry and returned to their seats,
The teacher, who had entered the room, gave a wry smile and stood in front of her. Victoria greeted him loudly and dried him off as well.
The teacher thanked Victoria and prompted the students to applaud her. The students clapped without complaints, and Victoria smiled, walking over to sit next to me.
“Bell, the ability you gave me is really convenient.”
“I’m glad you’re using it well.”
Though, it’s not exactly the telekinesis I chose to give her.
The harsher the situation, the easier it is to gain telekinesis, and the situation Victoria was in was so harsh that she couldn’t have gotten out of it without that ability.
Meanwhile, there are 49 people with abilities in Brightshin.
That’s fewer than in Vern City. I can guess that Brightshin doesn’t have any special hardships to deal with, so there was no need for abilities here, unlike the urgent circumstances in Vern City.
As class started and ended,
After lunch, the afternoon classes began again.
Student life is usually quite static.
After class, Victoria leaves to study clockwork engineering.
She has to live here for four more years, but she’s living such a busy life.
Maybe she needs some time to relax too.
Yeah, but it’s not really my place to interfere. There are people who live passionately like this.
By the time school was over, the rain had stopped. I took my umbrella and headed back to where I live. From the central hall, if you look around, some students head back the way I came, while others go to other places.
In the “ㄱ”-shaped building, where the left and right parts bend, there are no classrooms. It’s more like a clubroom or an after-school study room, or even a space for strengthening faction ties.
It’s a place where people gather to study, chat, or assign tasks and report back.
So, I stay there until just before dinner, and then head back.
Kanna’s doing that too.
Though not everyone does. Polaris, who’s in a higher position, is said to be in a lighter place.
Kanna thinks that’s a lack of leadership.
Ah, speaking of Kanna...
She’s not at the Royal Academy today. She rushed back to her family yesterday.
So now, she’s with her family at home.
I thought she would start engaging in even more brutal actions now that she’s healed, but instead, they’re all just embracing each other and crying, talking about how glad they are that she’s recovered, how her hair color has changed, how her skin is too pale, and having truly familial conversations.
And now,
Kanna is about to say something in front of the gathered family members.
Hmm.
Kanna says she wants to leave her family.
Where did the fighting spirit of her family go?
Or maybe she’s finally fully aware of her power and wants to grasp everything she can hold...
Hmm?
It doesn’t make sense. The peace she’s found through her twisted state is about to collapse, and she’s leaving to protect that peace.
Honor is to protect your family, not to trample them to gain it.
She’s gathered her father, the head of the family, and others, and speaks to them.
When asked if the head of the family is abandoning the family, Kanna smiles. She says the person inside is more important than the outer shell.
Where did your inferiority complex go?
You were jealous of your family members who were doing their own thing, right? You worked hard to get close to your family, create bonds, and build a space where you could survive, right?
Isn’t human desire supposed to become harsher when you gain power?
Why is she acting like someone who’s realized everything and is letting go of it all?
Ah! Maybe she’s too young to understand. If it’s a reckless decision, one day she’ll realize just how powerful the name she built with greed was as a weapon.
Once she realizes she’s the one who let go of it, she’ll change. She just hasn’t faced reality yet.
As long as the class system exists, there are limits to how far you can rise based solely on your abilities. I’m curious to see when she hits that wall.
Maybe one person is just a little strange!
I think Kanna is that strange one out of the ten people. It’s a shame that someone from such a high rank is acting like this.
But I’m not worried.
The Harvesters move as I want them to.
The world is flowing smoothly according to my plans.
Those who don’t want to inconvenience themselves forget the fact that they were working at a charity organization and focus solely on their own gain. In the Harvesters of Vern City, among the 10% of bad groups.
They’ve come together to start working.
Maybe it’s because the clouds have moved, but now it’s starting to rain again in Vern City. They’re leading people into an office.
Yes.
That’s it.
Go and fight, and give warmth.
I like that the person who first incited them is standing behind. If things go wrong, they’ll pull back and reorganize, right?
Their strength has doubled. With that, a hard blow could easily kill someone. Each one’s holding construction pipes or tools.
It’s strange that no one’s dead yet.
The door creaks open as they enter the office, where they hang my photo cut out from the newspaper and pray for warmth.
Clink.
No. Why are they dropping their weapons and praying together?
Why are they crying and collapsing, acting like repentant people? Why do the Harvesters, who know everything, pat them on the back with expressions like they understand?
I never asked for that. I’m just thinking of receiving the warmth from those who live according to their desires, trampled and killed by them.
What’s going on with the person who first incited them?
Yes. That’s it. They couldn’t easily give up their desires! People follow those with loud voices like fools, so maybe they’ll fight back.
No.
Why are they confessing about how uncertain their future is while they collapse?
Especially the one with the worst past out of the five people I made Harvesters. Why is she the first to comfort people? Salvation isn’t far away.
What is she saying now...?
It’s strange.
Where did the person I knew go? Where’s the plan I set up?
What does it mean that the world is going smoothly as I planned?
Nothing is going smoothly.