How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World[part1]

Chapter 4: Uneasy Start (2)

I will ask everyone. What is your first thought when you think of an entrance ceremony?

"Finally, we wish the students who have enrolled in our Halo Academy nothing but glory and blessings..."

What exactly was it? These were the Principal's words. Should I address him as President here?

In any case, the long and tedious speeches seemed to be the same wherever I went. Instead, I was bored by myself, but the new freshmen next to me had dazzling eyes.

The Principal of Halo Academy, which was said to be the best educational institution in the Minerva Empire, had to be a high-ranking individual, and the way these high-ranking individuals perceived him explained why.

For me, it was just a good word from a good-looking old man. I wished this time would pass as quickly as possible.

'By the way, how much money did you spend here?'

The entrance ceremony was held in the auditorium, and the scale was frightening. It's about the size of two regular gyms.

It was estimated that the capacity had increased as not only freshmen but also parents and other visitors came to see promising students. However, the sheer size remained unchanged.

'...I can't see anything.'

Above all, the principal's face on the podium couldn't be seen. Not only the principal but also the faces of the people sitting in the chairs next to him.

I was also sitting in the back, and I had poor eyesight. As I read and write books every day, my eyesight naturally deteriorated.

That's not too bad, it was good enough for everyday life. If it wasn't for that, I would have worn my glasses earlier.

Since I felt the discomfort of glasses in my previous life, I have been managing them steadily.

"...so, I wish everyone good luck. That's it."

When the principal, or no, the president's instruction was over, thunderous applause erupted. I was spacing out for a while, so I was startled and instantly applauded.

Then, the sound of applause calmed down, and I wondered if I was finally going to the dormitory, the voice of the guide rang out. By the way, that's a magic broadcast.

[Next, we will proceed with a speech from the Princess of Helium, Cecily Drat Aicilia Bean.]

Damn. I can't believe there's still something left.

As I was muttering to myself, the inside of the auditorium began to rumble.

– Are you really going to the academy? a demon?

– I'm a little nervous, though.

– Wow... It's so pretty.

I'm ashamed to say these things out of my mouth, but through Xenon's biography, the gaze toward the demons changed.

I couldn't even imagine how discriminatory they would have been living before. As demons were always treated as more than a walking time bomb, it must have been very severe.

Maybe that's why the demons seemed to have difficulty getting out of Helium because it is not easy. Cecily's decision was so unconventional and bold.

'...but I can't see anything.'

Even if I narrowed my eyes and focused my gaze on the podium, I still couldn't see the princess well. In fact, it's strange to see a detailed face from this distance, but to me, it's just a black mass moving.

Pretty, beautiful, big breasts, sexy, etc. There were a lot of praises related to her appearance, but unfortunately, I couldn't see it.

Had I known this would happen, I would have sat in the front. This was all because of my habit of sitting in the back seat in my previous life.