"Alright. Please announce your classes,"
Huh? We don't get any more time to think over what we want? That's a shame… well, I guess I'll just go with these.
"We don't circle them?" Mari asked.
"No, you must announce your classes confidently," The headmaster said, and we all took a little glance towards Petra, who was shivering with nerves.
"Alright, well, I'll go first. It seems we get three classes, so I'll take Sword Theory, Sword Mastery, and Magic Theory,"
"Oh, Cyrus, nice choice. It seems you must really want to be a fighter… okay, Asger, since you're right next to him, you may go next,"
"Ummm… Sir, but do you have a Scythe Theory?" Asger asked.
This fucking edgelord… well, if he becomes proficient in it, I guess I won't complain, but using a scythe is more complex than you think.
"Hahahahahaha! Well, we don't have Scythe Theory, but we do have a teacher here who is proficient with the scythe. If you manage to capture her attention, I'm sure she might take you in as a pupil,"
"But it won't be as easy as I think… right?" Asger asked, and a woman with short, dark-green hair, pale-white skin, and a face littered with jewelry while wearing some loungewear smiled.
"Indeed. Hundreds of students want to be our private pupils, so work hard, kid," The woman said… and holy shit was she hot.
"Pretty," Asger muttered with his voice slowly trailing off in the already silent room.
The room seemed to lighten a bit as everybody realized that we were all really just kids and not like any of the super mature wealthy ones who are like sticks every time they talk.
"Okay, well, I recommend Spear Theory if you want to transfer into the scythe,"
"Th-that would be amazing, sir," Asger replied.
"Okay, then please pick two more classes,"
"U-Ummmm… Seal, I need help," Asger said, turning to me with everybody already staring at us with intense eyes.
They might've lightened a bit, but the pressure was still insane.
"*sigh*... He'll take Magic Theory and Monster Research," I spoke for him, and the headmaster turned towards Asger, who gave him a nod of confirmation.
"Okay, nice choice of classes. Miss Petra, you may go next," The headmaster said, and everybody's eyes seemingly turned more intense as their gazes locked onto the shivering Petra, who is terrible with attention.
She hates her terrible way of speaking, so most of the time, Mari helps her out… and thankfully, the headmaster recognized this and turned toward Mari.
"She'll be taking Medicine Theory, Magic Theory, and Magic Mastery. I'll be taking Monster Research, Magic Theory, and Magic Mastery," Mari said.
"Alrighty then… How about you four take a step outside, and then we'll introduce you to your new teachers. As scholarship kids recognized by one of our greatest teachers, I'm sure it would be best if you start off on a good foot with your teachers,"
Soon, we all took a step outside the classroom, waiting and hoping for some nice teachers that won't be assholes.
…
As soon as a knight gestured for us to head back in, the wooden doors opened by themselves, and we were first greeted by three teachers.
One was a familiar face as she was pretty hard to miss: a woman with dark green hair and littered with jewelry.
"Cyrus, these are your teachers for this year. From right to left, we have Miss Ivy, who will be teaching Magic Theory. Then we have Mister Gael who will be teaching Sword Theory… and finally, we have Mister Rowan teaching Sword Mastery,"
Mister Gael looked like a nice guy with wavy brown hair and almost a pretty face, but as I shook his hand, I could feel the year's worth of calluses built up on one singular hand.
Then, there was Mister Rowan, who had long blond hair and an arrogant expression that made me want to slice his head off right here.
It was clear… he was some type of noble.
"Okay, let's move on to the next ones…."
For another hour, my siblings were introduced to their teachers, who were all-around good-looking… but some of them I was worried might hurt them.
Especially Petra as her Medicine Theory teacher looked like an asshole as she limply shook Petra's hand and even had an undertone of disgust as they greeted each other.
"So, that is everybody. Any questions?" The headmaster asked as all the teachers returned to their spots in the decently large office.
"If the school year hasn't started yet, why are there so many people here?" I asked.
"So they can have some type of social gathering. There is going to be a tournament coming up that will test the best of the best within the school. Sadly, you all won't be able to participate, but watching them will definitely light a bright flame of determination,"
"Thank you, sir. I'll definitely try to watch," I responded with a large smile.
Sounds boring… Guess I'll just skip it.
After waving goodbye and obtaining all the information we needed to have a smooth transition into this school, we quickly left the place.
Since we all counted as siblings, we all shared a single dorm room with two bunk beds, and as Asger and Mari fought over the remaining top bunk, I checked out the bathroom.
It was pretty straightforward with everything we needed, including a toothbrush and as much toothpaste we could ever use.
"Alright, stop fighting. Asger, you take the top bunk," I said, and Mari shot me a glare that felt as if it had pierced my face.
Petra just watched this argument from her already reserved top bunk.
"You had a top bunk in the orphanage, and Asger had a bottom bunk. I'll be taking a bottom as well, so just suck it up and let the younger ones have it," I said.
Mari grit her teeth with pure anger before clicking her tongue.
"Fine…" She muttered before locking herself in the bathroom to calm down with a soothing bath.