Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju:Volume3.5 Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～
Baka to Tesuto to Syokanju ～Preparation Chapter～
Please fill in the correct name of the historical person in the blank below.
The person who instituted the rakuichi rakuza and abolished monopolies to promote business and economic growth is ______.
Himeji Mizuki’s answer:
“Oda Nobunaga”
Teacher’s comment:
Correct answer.
Shimada Minami’s answer:
“Chonmage”[1]
Teacher’s comment:
Gotten used to Japan already? Sensei’s a bit worried on seeing your answer.
Yoshii Akihisa’s answer:
“Nobu”
Teacher’s comment:
You’re very familiar with him, isn’t it?
After we shifted here, onee-chan seemed to be a lot more lethargic.
Is it because she’s being bullied at school? Or is it that there’s someone she finds irritating?
But then again, every time onee-chan talked about those classmates, it sounded really interesting. Onee-chan also seemed like she really likes them…
If so, why’s onee-chan so lethargic?
Is it because of school work? Onee-chan did say before the she has some difficulty.
I hope the onee-chan can recover soon.
It’s going to be onee-chan’s birthday, would onee-chan be motivated if I give her a huge plushie? Onee-chan always loved dolls after all.
Mm, let’s do that! I’ll buy a big big Noi doll for onee-chan to cheer her up!
…I wonder if I have enough pocket money?
“EVERYONE FREEZE! PUT YOUR BAGS ON THE TABLE AND LET ME SEE WHAT YOU BROUGHT TO SCHOOL!”
Just right after morning self-study period started, the homeroom teacher in charge of our class, Iron—I’ll try that again, Nishimura-sensei, who’s in charge of our class, suddenly declared this without warning.
Argh! Not good! I brought nothing that’s related to attending lessons at all!
—Should I carry my bag and run away at the fastest speed I can?
For that moment, that idea appeared in my mind.
“Let me tell you beforehand, don’t ever think of running away!”
It’s a difficult task to run away from this homeroom teacher. Besides, this guy’s a brawny teacher with the moniker ‘ironman’. No matter how we try to run, he’ll use this body that’s trained for an ‘Ironman’ triathlon to pursue us relentlessly.
“Alright, I’m going to start checking. If there’s anything unrelated to attending lessons, I will confiscate them without leaving anything.”
Starting from the first row near the corridor, Ironman startst to check the contents of all the bags one by one and confiscate the poker cards and magazines that each person brought.
“Sakamoto, let me see what’s inside your pocket.”
Among us, one of the students has not only his bag, even his pockets are to be checked.
“…Damn it.”
Sakamoto Yuuji makes a sound in agony—he’s my best worst friend.
However, he still obediently rummages through his pocket and pulls out an MP3.
“As expected. I’ll be confiscating this.”
After saying this, Ironman puts Yuuji’s MP3 into his confiscation pouch. Yuuji, who never expected his pocket to be search through, glares at Ironman defiantly.
(This is a disaster, isn’t it, Yuuji?)
I whispered to Yuuji’s ear.
(Really a disaster. Would they normally check pockets? I’m the only one who got my pockets checked!)
(Can’t be helped. Who asked Yuuji to be such a bad person?)
(…Go to hell!)
Looking closely, it seems like Ironman’s method of checking will change according to the student. He’ll only ask the well-behaved students to open their bags and briefly look through their bags once. But for the ill-behaved students, he’ll check thoroughly, even including the inside bags of the bag.
“You’re next, Yoshii Akihisa.”
“Ah, yes.”
Ironman arrives in front of me. Even though I don’t think that he’ll ask me to rummage through my pockets like Yuuji—
“Take off your uniform first, and change into your P.E. attire.”
“Eh? Aren’t you being too wary?”
This level of trust far exceeds what I imagined.
“Well…Nishimura-sensei, for me to change in front of the girls, it’s a bit…”
“That won’t do. you may be hiding some prohibited item in your trousers, so take them out.”
“How can you do this! Even if it’s me, I can’t possibly go to that extent! You should at least trust me—”
Just as I agitatedly approached sensei, ‘CLACK!’, something seemed to drop out from the leg of my trousers.
“Oi, Akihisa, your NDS dropped out.”
I received the handheld gaming console that Yuuji nicely helped me picked up, and after saying thanks, I again face sensei.
“Sensei, believe in me, will you?”
“Forget about wearing P.E. attire.”
How, how is this possible! He’s actually even more wary now!
“You actually brought gaming concoles, manga, light novels, DVD…what one earth are you treating school as?”
My precious stuff are confiscated away, one by one. Speaking of which, why did he do a spot-check when I brought so many things out? The value of those confiscated items may total up to be tens of thousands yen.
“Are these all? I said before, the school is a place for you to learn knowledge, you are not allowed to bring anything unrelated to school.”
After searching, Ironman carried the confiscated items back to the podium. I won’t be able to see my precious again…
“Alright, since you people brought all these along, morning self-study will be cancelled. The first lesson will be ‘summoning practical’, all students are to immediately rush over to the gym.”
After saying this, Ironman carries all the confiscated items and leaves the classroom.
“—Summon!”
Hearing the summoning call echo throughout the gym, I say to Yuuji, who’s beside me.
“…It’s only early morning and we’re already so unlucky.”
“Yeah, that MP3 I bought last month actually got confiscated, damn it.”
“Wah, that’s not too long ago.”
“That one was expensive, you know!”
Yuuji’s wild looking face shrivels with sadness as he continues to complain. I can understand~~this feeling.”
“Akihisa, you got your handheld games confiscated as well, right? There’s quite a few of them.”
“Mm…the total value should be over 30,000 yen.”
Handheld games, game software, DVDs and CDs; totaling up the value of all the confiscated items, the number 1 this time should be either me or Muttsulini. How unlucky…”
“Next, Himeji Mizuki, please step forward.”
“Ye, yes.”
“Oh, it’s Himeji now? Rare for her to wear a P.E. attire. Muttsulini, is it really alright not to take photos of her?”
“…My camera got confiscated.”
“I see, quite the pity. We’re in different classes, so it’s rare to see Himeji-san in a P.E. attire.”
“There’s only this one summoning practical.”
“…(Lowers head dejectedly).”
Muttsulini’s so depressed that he can’t even lift his head up. Sigh, this can’t be helped anyway.
Silky and smooth long hair, and cute and innocent look, an ample chest that seems to be self-aware and supports the uniform; Even if it’s not Muttsulini, any guy will want to take a photo of her pretty figure; I know that I definitely want to.
“Is, is this how you do it? Summon!”
Himeji-san doesn’t really seem confident as she mutters. A geometrical magic array appears beside her feet, and Himeji-san’s summoned beast appears in front of everyone.
“As expect of Himeji, her summoned beast sure looks impressive…”
“Yeah, and cute too.”
Himeji-san’s summoned beast looks really cute. Since a summoned beast is basically formed from the caster’s appearance, and since the caster’s already so cute looking, there’s no need to emphasize it further.
But speaking of which, what makes her summoned beast so impressive—
“Most likely, nobody else will be able to wield such a terrifyingly huge sword.”
“Yeah, only Himeji-san is able to do that.”
Her summoned beast is wielding a Western longsword that’s several times longer than her height, and she’s lifting it effortlessly. Anyone can tell that this summoned beast isn’t to be underestimated.
Class C, Himeji Mizuki, Combined subjects 3943 points.
Vs
Class C, Furukawa Ayumi, Combined subjects 1264 points.
The reference points appear in front of us. These are the results of the previous mid-term exams.
“I see, so that’s why she’s so strong.”
“It’s almost 4000 points. Himeji-san sure is smart.”
Mmm…holed up in a corner, we continue to nod our heads away.
The strength of a summoned beast is equivalent to the points that the owner gets. Since the test summoning system totals up the marks, basically, the higher amount of points a person gets, the stronger the summoned beast will be.
“Speaking of which, don’t Akihisa and Himeji know each other?”
“Mm~ she was my grade school classmate…but we haven’t spoken to each other for years. She should have forgotten about me, right?”
We’re in different classes right now, separated for a long time. If there’s a chance, I’ll definitely want to talk to her, but there’s no real chance for me to talk to any girl from another class. If I’m to go to her class and immediately say “Himeji-san, I got something to say to you”, this will look like a confession no matter what.
“I see, you’ll most likely be streamed into different classes next year. I can you can be erased from Hiemji’s memory.”
“Next year? Are you talking about the streaming exam?”
“Yeah, you definitely won’t be able to be in the same class as her anyway.”
“Now that you mentioned it, that’s right…”
After we entered school, we were streamed into different classes like other schools. But next year, things will be different. We’ll be sorted according to our grades. Though Himeji-san is in class C, when we become second-years, she’ll definitely be sorted into class A with those top grades of hers. If so, me and Yuuji will definitely be unable to be classmates with her since we’re just straddling about in class D anyway.
“I’ll be forgotten by her…this sure feels rather lonely…”
“Yeah, there’s no benefit for her to remember you anyway.”
“How can you say that!”
Just as we’re blankly seeing other classes battle it out and talking away—
“Next! Yoshii Akihisa and Shimada Minami!”
Ironman—let me repeat that again, this is the voice of our homeroom teacher, Nishimura-sensei.
Recovering myself, I find that those before me who were waiting to practice their summoning are all back.
“I’m going then.”
“Go then. You’re a ‘punishment inspector’ candidate anyway, go learn how to control a summoned beast properly.”
“…I say, I’m different from you Yuuji. I’m not some problematic kid!”
I rolled my eyes back at Yuuji. Really, what about being a ‘punishment inspector’? That’s really rude. Aren’t they saying that I’m a problematic student? Why is he calling me this when it’s basically the equivalent of being an idiot?
“Hurry up, Yoshii!!”
“Alright~”
Hearing Ironman roar at me, I hastily increase my pace.
Paying attention, the training partner has already finished her summoning.
“…”
The person stares at the summoned beast in front of her in shock. This girl with an energetic-looking ponytail and attractive long legs is my classmate, Shimada-san. At this moment, she reveals a slight melancholic look that doesn’t fit her. What happened? Why’s she looking so depressed and lethargic? Is her summoned beast even weak and useless than what she thought would be?”
“What’s wrong, Shimada-san? Are you shocked that your summoned beast is so wea?”
After saying this, I see that she seems to be healed by my gentleness. The grey clouds above her are gone, now replaced with a look of delight.
“Ah, so Yoshii’s the opponent. How delightful.”
Shimada-san slightly blushes. Seeing her so happy, I felt happy as well—oh my, to reveal her feelings to me in front of everyone like this, this kid’s really troublesome.”
“Because it’s great to beat up Yoshii.”
…This kid’s really troublesome!
“Shimada-san, the target’s the summoned beast, not us.”
I’m a little worried, so I confirmed the rules with her again. This is the summoning practical that’s meant for the summoning battles next year, so no matter what, this should be a battle between summoned beasts.
“You’re right, we won’t be fighting each other.”
Shimada-san immediately nodded her head in agreement. Great, seems like she understood.
“Since I’ll be the one dishing out the beatdown anyway.”
SEEMS LIKE SHE DIDN’T UNDERSTAND AT ALL!
“That, sensei, what Shimada-san did just now was an act of violence. If you have the time to check our belongings, you should do something about this case of school violence, right?”
“…Shimada, even if the opponent’s Yoshii, violence is bad.”
“But sensei…”
No buts. A no is a no, you understand?”
“…Yes.”
“Really…so you really understand? If so—”
Ironman suddenly reveals a smirk and says,
“—I’ll give you a special discount this time.”
“Eh? Aren’t those words really weird?”
Am I thinking too much? It seemed like a teacher just allowed a case of school violence!
“I’ll do my best!”
“Right, so you must work hard.”
“Ah haha, sensei, Shimada-san, you two are really stupid. Do you think that you two can beat me so easily? If so, I’m going to counter and beat you two—I’M SORRY, IT’S MY FAULT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!”
It’s useless even if I apologised.
Don’t tell me…that those cautious words of mine caused this disaster?
