The Academy is Doomed

Chapter 89

Amon was deep in thought, his face serious.

There was something he couldn’t understand.

The problem was that the word “potato” was attached to it.

Incomprehensible potatoes! The incomprehensible potatoes!

‘This is strange. Both in terms of the meaning and the reality.’

No matter how much he racked his brain, the potatoes from Amon’s domain were just seed potatoes he had bought from a nearby city and planted.

Why, then, were these potatoes showing such incomprehensible effects?

It didn’t matter as long as the results were good, but he was curious about the reason.

‘Well, I’ll look into it more carefully when I return to the domain. What’s more important now, though, is not that…’

Amon subtly lowered his head and looked at the ground beneath him.

There, his lovely younger sister, Ami, was trembling with her head buried in the ground.

“Ami.”

“Ugh! Ugh, mmm.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“Wha—what?”

Amon, with a cold expression, scratched his chin with a fountain pen and said,

“Your swordsmanship evaluation was a disaster.”

“……”

“Your magic evaluation was a disaster.”

“……”

“Your math evaluation was a disaster, and my subject, history? Naturally, it was a disaster.”

Amon tilted his head slightly and smiled faintly.

“Ami, why on earth did you even enter the academy?”

“O-oppa, there’s a misunderstanding…”

“Hmm, a misunderstanding. Should I hear it?”

Ami, slowly rising and kneeling, spoke with a bright red face.

“I did it on purpose.”

“On purpose?”

“I was aiming for dramatic effect. Oppa, if you were to choose, would you prefer a student who does well consistently from the beginning, or one who doesn’t do well at first but gradually improves?”

“Hoo…”

Amon fell into thought. After hearing it, it seemed like a reasonable argument.

‘If you think about it, I do pay more attention to Chloe and Boris than to Raymond. I want to teach them at least one more thing.’

Of course, that was just talk; he didn’t actually treat Raymond any less than the other kids.

The truth was, Raymond had already reached Sword Master, so there was no need for Amon to pay special attention to him.

‘If I were to make a comparison, I’d say Chloe and Boris are like children I worry about as if I were putting them by the water’s edge, whereas Raymond I don’t have to worry about because I know he won’t fall into the water.’

Although, the fact that he was obsessively attached to a doll modeled after himself was worrisome, personal preferences should be respected, as long as they weren’t criminal.

Amon sighed at Ami’s cleverness.

“Well, I get your point.”

“Right? I came up with a good idea, didn’t I?”

“But it’s already been a week since you enrolled. You should start doing things properly. I’ve been hearing from the other teachers about you—your progress is slow, and they’re worried.”

“R-really?”

“Yep.”

That was a lie.

Marion found Ami, who flattered him, cute; Sloth was always being lazy as usual; and Kai seemed to have twisted passion, saying it might be worth teaching her.

‘It’s all for a good cause, a white lie to encourage her.’

Thankfully, it seemed to have worked, as Ami clenched her fists and made a vow.

“Alright. I’ll do my best from now on!”

“Good, work hard. If you learn well, making a living won’t be a problem at all.”

She was, after all, his sister.

Since Ami had grown up eating the incomprehensible potatoes, it was natural that once she learned something properly—whether it was swordsmanship or magic—she would grow at an amazing rate.

“Yeah! I’ll study hard!”

“Good, good.”

A while later, Ami’s face, as she returned to the dorm, was stiff with worry.

‘This is bad.’

She hadn’t intentionally gotten bad grades for dramatic effect—it was her actual ability!

She had only made up an excuse because Amon was scolding her so fiercely!

‘The sword is too light, so it keeps spinning, the magic formula won’t stick, and I don’t understand what they’re saying in math and history—what should I do?’

With tears in her eyes, Ami returned to the dorm and glanced at the other students.

Each of them was working hard on something.

“Hey, Boris. Are you memorizing the magic formula?”

“Yes, Ami. What’s up?”

“So…”

Ami, swallowing her pride, asked Boris for advice on memorizing magic formulas.

“Oh, you want to know how to memorize it?”

Boris grinned and handed her something.

“…What’s this?”

“It’s a magic scroll that makes bad memories last longer, and a potion that helps with sleeplessness.”

“Quite an intuitive name, huh?”

“Yes. With these, memorizing the magic formulas is a piece of cake!”

Boris, with dark circles under his eyes, grinned widely and handed her the scroll and potion.

“I have plenty, so I’ll share some with you.”

“Oh, no. It’s fine.”

“No. Please, take it. Please…”

Ami quickly pulled away from Boris, who had a look of malicious intent.

‘Next, I’ll ask about swordsmanship…’

Ami glanced back and forth between Chloe and Raymond.

As usual, Raymond was carefully stitching up a worn part of a doll that looked exactly like him.

‘Why is he always doing that…?’

Eventually, Ami approached Chloe, kneeling as she did.

“Hey, Chloe.”

Chloe, closing the book she was reading, smiled broadly.

“Yes, unnie. What’s the matter?”

“You’re good at swordsmanship, right? So I wanted to ask you something…”

After hearing the situation, Chloe thought carefully.

“You said the sword feels too light and keeps spinning?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Chloe tilted her head and said,

“The wooden sword we use for training has an iron core inside, so it’s a bit heavy for me.”

“That, that’s heavy?”

Chloe glanced at Raymond and said,

“Right? It’s not light, is it?”

Raymond nodded seriously, continuing to stitch the doll.

“Yeah, it’s lighter than a real sword, but it’s not so light that it would spin out of control.”

“Right? See, unnie? Raymond says so too.”

“Re-really?”

While Ami scratched her head, Chloe smiled and said,

“Unnie, by the way…”

“Hmm?”

“I heard from teacher Sloth, the comment about the sword being too light and spinning. That was something teacher Amon said.”

“What!?”

Ami jumped back, startled.

“I-I’m not his sister!”

“Who said anything?”

“Forget it, forget it. Let’s move on. Anyway, I understand.”

Ami waved her hand and decided to change the subject.

“So, how do you memorize history and math faster? Is there a trick for that?”

At her question, the water ghost named Boris slowly approached with the scroll and potion, and Ami, startled, backed away. Chloe scolded Boris.

“Boris! Don’t!”

“Ugh.”

“Anyway, when it comes to memorizing history and math… actually, I don’t know either.”

“…What?”

Chloe turned her gaze away and said,

“Honestly, my grades aren’t great in anything but swordsmanship…”

Raymond, smiling contentedly while tucking the well-stitched doll into his waistband, said,

“Ami, I got less than 30 points in history and math combined!”

“…”

Ami looked at Raymond in disbelief, then turned to Chloe.

“Then Chloe, your history grades are good, right?”

“Well, that’s because teacher Amon is the one teaching it.”

“Huh? What does that mean…?”

Ami’s shoulder was grabbed, and Boris shook his head in disapproval.

“Unnie, it’s better if you stop asking.”

“Why, why…?”

“There’s something like that. You’d be better off not knowing.”

“Oh, uh, okay. I understand.”

“By the way, this is really good for memorizing math and history.”

“Stay away! You water ghost!”

“Sniff! You’re being too harsh.”

In the end, unable to come up with a good solution, Ami turned her head slowly towards Rustianel, who was sitting in a chair with her eyes closed.

‘Oh, right. She was here.’

She was so still like a statue that Ami didn’t realize she was there.

“Hey, my dear classmate.”

“Yes? What’s up, Ami?”

“Now that I think about it, you’re good at everything, right? Do you have any tips?”

Rustianel tilted her head slightly and spoke.

“I don’t have any tips. I just do it.”

“Oh, I see.”

As Ami stepped away from Rustianel, she thought to herself.

‘This guy is annoying.’

Rustianel smiled brightly and said.

“Well, originally, I am a dragon.”

Ami knew Caselag.

However, she had no idea that Rustianel was a dragon who had entered the academy on Caselag’s recommendation.

‘Ah, this guy’s not in her right mind.’

The misunderstanding deepened!

‘Anyway, what should I do? Is there no proper way?’

Lost in thought, she clicked her tongue and then her eyes sparkled.

‘There’s no choice. There’s only one way.’

In the morning, swordsmanship class.

Ami stood by the head of Sloth, who was wrapped in a sleeping bag, and provided shade for her.

Worried that it might be too hot, she even fanned her.

“Teacher, is the wind strong enough? Isn’t it too weak?”

“No, it’s just right. Thank you.”

“Hehehe, no need to thank me. Ah! The sunlight is getting stronger.”

Ami spread her body wide to block the sunlight!

A satisfied expression appeared on Sloth’s face.

“Student Ami.”

“Yes, respected teacher Sloth.”

“Your attitude in class is very good.”

“Hehehe! Thank you.”

Ami smiled brightly.

‘This is easy!’

During the break between Marion’s class, Ami seized the opportunity to flatter Marion, who was drinking.

“Hey, what’s wrong with drinking during class?”

“Uhehehe! Isn’t it?”

“Of course! They say good-tasting alcohol is like a health tonic. What’s wrong with having some health tonic for class?”

“Hehehe! Student Ami is right! I like this student!”

“Thank you.”

Ami grinned slyly.

‘This is easy!’

Next was Amon’s history class.

Ami sat up straight and listened attentively to Amon’s words.

“That’s how the demon army that swept the continent retreated. Now, student Ami!”

“Yes! Teacher Amon!”

“Your answer is so strong! Question, what was the name of the hero who defeated the demon army?”

Ami’s eyes sparkled, and she answered even louder.

“I’m sorry! Could you explain that again just once more?”

“Ah, sure! The hero Gregory drew the divine sword Nukhael…”

She pretended to listen attentively in front of Amon!

‘Big brother is easy!’

The next class, Kai’s math class, was no different.

She sat up straight and pretended to listen attentively! Her eyes wide open! Answering loudly!

After the day’s classes ended, the teachers had a simple drink together for the first time in a while.

“Oh, by the way, Amon.”

“Yes?”

“Your sister has a good personality, and her attitude in class has improved! How is she in your class?”

Amon had already revealed to the teachers that Ami was his sister.

Hearing praise for his sister made him a bit embarrassed, so he gave a small laugh and shook his head.

“Well, she’s not bad.”

Sloth, who had gone out with them for the first time in a while, added his thoughts.

“She’s like a sturdy tree. She looks like she’ll grow up big.”

Kai also smiled and said,

“Her desire to learn is quite admirable.”

Hearing continuous praise for his sister made Amon feel good.

‘If this goes well, I might benefit from my sister too!’

Sometimes it’s better not to know the truth.