"N—NO WAY!"
The Scholars began gawking.
Of course, the theory I gave wasn't exactly functional, but the very concept of it was alluring. That was what mattered.
"Do you all realize it now? It's not strength that makes you qualified for progress. It's your conscious efforts at progress that makes you strong."
I was sure they were all curious about how I became this way.
"I am only fifteen, you know? Yet… I doubt anyone here could beat me—and that includes your Lecturers. Do you know why?"
'It's because I reincarnated!'
There was no way I would say that, though. Sometimes it was necessary to lie in order to spur the right kind of emotion from kids.
"It's because I thought of things differently. In essence, I was nothing like you. The same applies to everyone whose name was written in the Hall Of Remembrance. You'd do well never to forget that."
