"Is that him?"
"Did he really get injured over such a simple mission?"
"He really does look weak"
Aimlessly walking around the mansion, I ignored the whispers and stares coming from some of the students that I passed along the way.
Yesterday night, after completing the mission, I returned to the mansion all battered up. My whole arm was bleeding profusely and my clothes were all torn.
Though I didn't pass out, to the people who saw me return, it looked as if I had been through hell.
Because I had some notoriety, news of my battered state spread across all of the students...and soon I became the hot topic of the first years.
Because the missions that we got were not a secret from the other students, after a bit of digging, people immediately found out who my target was and news of me getting beat up by a
...in the end, this resulted in me becoming the butt of the jokes of the first years.
'Weakling'
'Loser'
'Trash'
