Overpowered in the Wrong Genre
Chapter 20 – Busy Freshman (4)

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Chapter 20 – Busy Freshman (4)

On the way back from visiting Luciel in the hospital, Neferti fell five more times and it was a bonus to help her up each time.

After that the place where she stopped by to buy coffee for the student council members.

“What. Why are you here?”

“Deus? Oh. Even the Student Council President…?”

There, Deus met Yurishia, who was hesitant taking orders.

“What. Are you working part-time?”

“Oh, uh! That, I’m only doing it for today.”

She was short on money too. This was very unfortunate.

Deus knows very well how shy Yurishia was. But to the extent of working a part-time job on the same day. He crosses his arms and hums.

‘To be like Deus! First, somehow this personality!’

What Yurisha really wanted was something else.

“Hmm?”

Meanwhile, Neferti was looking at Deus and Yurishia alternately.

She soon exclaimed, ‘Oh!’ and unfolded her fan with a swish!

“Oh my. What is it? Junior. You seem to have no interest in the opposite sex at all. Did you make one in the meantime!? Hufufufufu!”

“Huh? Not at all?”

“There’s no need to be shy. It’s not like dating is forbidden in the Cradle! Woohoo! Woohoohoohoo!”

Oh, well. Because it was not true at all. Why had they made poor Yurishia so uncomfortable?

Observing her, it was clear that she had been restless because of that nonsense. What kind of friend was she with foreign black hair? She had been grateful if they refrained from calling it barbaric.

“Why is Jojo by the window over there?”

“Oh. That. I’m coming to work part-time. Suddenly she followed me… So, sorry…”

“Why are you sorry? If you look at that guy’s personality, will she go if you take her? She probably followed Yurishia because she was bored too.”

Deus’ gaze went to Jojo, who was dozing off in a basket. In front of her were tributes respectfully offered by the students. For example, chum and snacks were placed.

The cat’s life was truly one of luxury, akin to that of a noble under a gracious lord.

Observing its stretched-out form, one could not help but be tempted to press down on it as if it were a squishy jelly.

‘The world is the best if you are cute, pretty, and handsome… !’

Oh my gosh. This was the first time Deus had been so envious of a cat.

Some people offer tributes on their own just by seeing her sitting like that!

He spent all his money on exercise equipment and got screwed!

Of course, there was a ‘reward’ delivered by the martial arts club as a token of gratitude.

However, that too had long since been replaced by personal gym equipment.

In other words, Deus’ wallet was so thin that only bones remained.

Deus had pondered whether to take up a part-time job here as well.

The idea had seemed feasible, especially during class breaks and post-exercise periods.

He acknowledged that while money was not the pinnacle of existence, its presence certainly made the world a more comfortable place to live in.

But that thought was abandoned exactly 10 minutes later.

-Bang!

“100 million.”

He hits his forehead right on the pillar of the cafe ceiling.

A cafe that aims to give a good impression to students by giving it the most compact feel possible.

That was poison itself for Deus, who was a head taller than others.

“De, Deus. Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I’m more worried about the ceiling of the store than me.”

If there was a crack in the ceiling, Deus had to pay for it.

If it stopped there, it might be fortunate.

-Crack!

“Oops.”

Suddenly, trying to avoid a student running with coffee, he grabbed the table.

But the table couldn’t hold up and broke.

Following this, even the round part of the table was split in two.

“…”

“…”

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Starting with Yurishia, who was struggling to take an order and opened her mouth to deliver it.

Neferti, who was about to leave the cafe, said she would grab a coffee and leave first.

The cafe owner, who was busy digesting orders, and the employee who was helping him.

Lastly, even the students who were chatting and sitting in their respective seats drinking coffee.

“…”

“…”

Everyone silently looks at Deus, who has doomed one table.

“Junior. If you’re angry, wouldn’t it be better to say it in words…?”

At Neferti’s words, Deus grabs his head.

Deus tried to explain to Neferti that it was not him.

“Hey, student. I don’t know what you don’t like, but I think it’s good to be patient for now. If you cause a disturbance in the Cradle, only the student will be harmed?”

The shopkeeper had been expected to express anger after the destruction of goods in the store, which would have been the normal reaction.

Instead, he had attempted to soothe the situation as if calming a wild beast. No, people are unfortunate!

“So, sorry! I’ll never bring Jojo recklessly again!”

“It wasn’t that, Yurisia!” he exclaimed.

Jojo had come of her own accord, not because she was told to go. She acted on her own interests, driven by what captivated her!

It was Deus who stopped by the cafe and got the nickname of Destroyer.

It seemed that it would be impossible to even dream of a normal part-time job.

***

Cradle main building. 2nd floor where the Student Council is located.

“The President is coming!”

One of the members seated at the far end of the Student Council room stands up.

He looked as disciplined as a soldier, giving the impression of a military unit rather than a Student Council.

However, this wasn’t because the Student Council demanded it.

“Come on, you don’t need to be so formal.”

“Leave him be. Isn’t his father the Commander of the Empire’s 3rd Corps?”

General Affairs Manager, a 3rd-year student Idelsha receives the words of Vice President Kasar Then, ‘Ah…!’ Idelsha, who let out her lament, nodded her head as if she understood

“The atmosphere at home must be very military-like.”

“And he also admires the Student Council President. Both are from the Wind faction, so even more so.”

The Student Council President, Neferti, was admired by her junior and fellow Council members. However, she herself…

“Hurry up and take her coffee.” The President is about to fall.”

“Haha! What are you talking about, Vice President? I’m perfectly fi- Ahhhh!!”

―Thud!!

At Kasar’s suggestion, the Sports Director swiftly grabs the coffee from Neferti’s hands.

Immediately after, Neferti falls, and the Student department helps her up.

“Are you okay?”

“Oh, haha! I’m fine! This is nothing!”

Madam President, had tears welling up in her eyes. She quickly wipes them.

Kasar sighs and takes a sip of the coffee Neferti brought.

Ah, yes. The caffeine is kicking in, making his sluggish body feel normal again.

“Alright. We will now commence the emergency meeting of the Cradle Student Council.”

The meeting was started by the Vice President, Kasar, who briefly explained the current situation.

“One of Cradle’s Seal stones has been damaged and sent to the repair room. The two spare Seal stones we had were already replaced last winter and are currently in use. In other words, we will have to manage without one of the Seal stones for a while.”

“First off, how is it impossible with seven operational stones?”

“Each stone covers a specific area. Even with re-adjustments, gaps are inevitable.”

Overextending the stone’s range could weaken certain points. Focusing on one area might leave two others vulnerable. That was the conclusion.

“Therefore, the teachers will take turns patrolling the damaged Seal stone areas. The Student Council will prepare for any unforeseen events. President?”

Neferti steps forward.

“In the unlikely event of a gate opening, the teachers and the dispatched unit will handle combat. The Student Council will focus on student evacuation and prepare for any secondary situations.”

“President.”

The Vice President raises his hand.

“Yes, Vice President.”

“What if there’s no time to wait for the teachers or the dispatched unit, or they’re unavailable?”

“In that exceptional case, everyone must do their part as magic users.”

The duty they bear as magic users.

Protect the empire from gates, and people from monsters.

From the first to the last.

“But!”

Neferti slams the desk, emphasizing her point.

“As I said, the Student Council prioritizes student evacuation. Regardless of the gate’s risk level or the monster’s threat.”

As representatives of the students, they must protect the students.

Student safety is paramount.

“There are only two scenarios where combat is unavoidable. After the students are evacuated, to ensure their safety. Or, to clear a path for evacuation.”

“Yes, President.”

“Ahem! Your voices are too quiet! Can you even call yourselves the Cradle’s Student Council? Again!”

“But, President… We’re not children anymore, that’s a bit…”

Kasar, as Vice President, tries to dissuade the president.

But Neferti’s insistence didn’t stop, and in the end, the officers gave in.

“Yes, President…”

“Louder!”

“Yes, President!!”

“Good! Everyone might be overwhelmed at the start of the Student Council, but with effort— Eek!!”

Crash!!

Should we at least put some mattresses on the floor of the Student Council room?

Kasar and the other members all had the same thoughts.

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