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As they engage in trivial conversation, trivial time pa.s.sed by.
‘Is it because of this place, or the time itself, that I feel nostalgic about those times?’
Soma didn’t know which it was, or if it was for some other reason, but he was certain that at the very least, he felt nostalgic about this moment. And thus, Soma stood up from his seat.
“Well then… I shall be off for a bit.” (Soma)
“Huh… Right now?” (Felicia)
“…Hmm, there’s not much time left until lunch break ends.” (Sheila)
“Rather, precisely because of that, isn’t it? There’s still someone who hasn’t returned even though lunch break is about to end.” (Soma)
“Ah… I see. So, you’re going to check on her?” (Felicia)
“I sent her off, after all.” (Soma)
“That must be a lot of trouble.” (Iori)
While Iori muttered in disbelief, Soma shrugged his shoulders. Certainly, there might not be any particular need for it, but more than half of it was probably just for show. Ultimately, he was curious about what she had been doing.
It bothered him a bit to leave Felicia behind, but with Sheila there, it should probably be fine. Moreover, Sheila seems capable enough to move without drawing much attention, almost as if she were the Sheila Soma knew. Indeed, Soma’s current physical abilities seemed to have fallen to the level of an average high school student, but his experience hadn’t diminished. It wasn’t difficult to infer that from Sheila’s actions. However, what concerns him was that this power was clearly excessive and unnecessary for the life of a student. Soma had thought his loss of power was solely responsible for that… but it seemed like there was one more thing to worry about.
Nevertheless, it would be a great relief if there was someone he could rely on. Of course, he couldn’t directly ask, but if it was Sheila, she would likely protect Felicia without a word. It was because he could trust her that Soma could comfortably head to the infirmary.
Anyhow…
“Well then, I’m going.” (Soma)
“Yeah, take care.” (Iori)
“…Hmm, come back soon.” (Sheila)
“If for some reason you can’t make it back in time, shall I explain the situation to the teacher on your behalf?” (Felicia)
“Yes, that would be helpful. Well, I do intend to be back by the time, but… I’ll count on you if the need arises.” (Soma)
“Alright, you can count on me.” (Felicia)
With that, Soma left the cla.s.sroom and continued down the corridor, just as he had done a moment ago.
As lunchtime was drawing to a close, unlike earlier, there were students heading back to their cla.s.srooms here and there. The surroundings were still noisy though. In the midst of this, Soma, didn’t stop his steps, as he glanced towards a certain cla.s.sroom. It felt like something had caught his eye for some reason.
“…Hmm? Is that…?” (Soma)
It turned out it wasn’t just his imagination. The black-haired girl he saw wasn’t an unusual sight around here… but there was no mistaking who she was. It was Sylvia.
“Unexpected… or perhaps not, I suppose.” (Soma)
That cla.s.sroom belonged to the cla.s.s next door. In other words, she was a cla.s.smate, which made sense given their previous relationship. Moreover, it seemed that Sylvia had taken on a role that suited her quite well.
“I see… Student Council President, is it…” (Soma)
Given her royal status, it was indeed a fitting role. As for how Soma knew this, it had simply popped into his head. Just like when he “remembered” his own cla.s.s.
“Hmm… I might need to organize my thoughts about this as well.” (Soma)
With Sylvia chatting with some vaguely familiar people in the background, Soma continued to walk, slightly lost in his own thoughts. At the very least, it was certain that he possessed knowledge he shouldn’t have. This implied a high possibility of external interference… but this wasn’t surprising.
The current situation, and the fact that he couldn’t remember the events leading up to it, had already led him to this conclusion. It was likely that there was something problematic that would arise if he remembered, hence why it had been intentionally blocked from his memory. Alternatively, there might be other things he couldn’t remember simply because he wasn’t aware of them.
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Well, thinking about such things wouldn’t change anything. All he could do for the time being was consider what he knew.
“That being said, the question is how to investigate this… hmm, speaking of which, earlier…” (Soma)
He had realized that Sylvia was the Student Council President when he idly wondered if she was involved in something at this school. Even a brief glance revealed that her cla.s.smates held her in high regard, and considering her royal background, it wasn’t surprising she was involved in something.
When he remembered his cla.s.s, it was also when he wondered where his cla.s.s was. Although he was thinking about his previous life’s high school cla.s.s, the information came to him as if he had known it all along. If that was the case—
“Other acquaintances here… hmm, this isn’t working. Do I need to think more concretely? Then… the name of the princ.i.p.al—” (Soma)
In an instant, the name clearly came to mind. However, he groaned at this unexpected information.
“Satya is the board chairman, is it…? If I were who the highest-ranking person I know is, Satya would indeed come to mind…” (Soma)
It was beyond his expectation to involve even a G.o.d. But as he continued to think for more information, he came across one more piece.
“Although I know the name, I have never seen her before… so, it’s possible that the name is just being used…” (Soma)
Actually, this possibility was higher, but he couldn’t be certain. If Devils were involved in this situation, he couldn’t dismiss anything. Satya herself had mentioned it before. Depending on the circ.u.mstances, he could get caught up in something caused by Devils.
“Well, thinking about this won’t lead to any conclusion. Moving on… the princ.i.p.al is… Eleonora, is it… hmm…” (Soma)
If Satya was the board chairman, it made sense for Eleonora to be the princ.i.p.al… though the issue was that Soma seemed to have seen Eleonora before. This meant there was a high possibility that Eleonora was currently here. However, although not as high-ranking as Satya, Eleonora was still a high-ranking ent.i.ty. She was on par with Devils and not someone easily involved in such matters.
More importantly, like Satya, Eleonora was not known to leave the Holy City easily. So, unless something extraordinary happened… or—
“…Even thinking about this won’t yield a conclusion. For now, I should a.s.sume I’m involved in something larger than I initially thought.” (Soma)
Setting that aside for now, he continued identifying possible people here. What he found out was that Carine seemed to be teaching world history. Rather than saying he had no other acquaintances, it would be more accurate to say that this was all Soma could ascertain for now.
Since Soma’s current method of verification involved thinking about job t.i.tles and the like, it was impossible to confirm if they were mingling as cla.s.smates. For example, if he tried to remember Felicia, nothing came to mind, but if he thought of childhood friends, he could recall Felicia and Sheila. This method seemed to have some sort of pattern or annoying mechanism.
“Well, I’ll to verify that later on.” (Soma)
By the time he finished thinking, he had already descended to the first floor, and the infirmary was just ahead. It was time to stop thinking for a moment.
“Hmm, speaking of the infirmary, I hadn’t considered the school nurse… but it seems I don’t know who it is.” (Soma)
Indeed, he had never been to the infirmary in high school and had no recollection of needing a school nurse. It wasn’t surprising that Soma didn’t have that knowledge. Thinking about such things, he walked up to the infirmary door and opened it without hesitation.
Then…
“Hmm? Lunch break is already over… Did you get hurt fooling around during lunch break? If that’s the case, that’s fine, but if you’re planning to slack off here, I’ll kick you out without hesitation.” (??)
Soma blinked several times at the sight that greeted him. He hadn’t expected that person to be there. Judging by the white coat, there was no doubt that this person was the school nurse. However, it was a familiar face. Steina Kanzaki was there, as the person in charge of the infirmary.
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