"Are you going to take the Attack Mage license exam?"
When Rozen's friends gathered after school, discussing where to go, Rozen informed them of his plans, surprising everyone, especially Avrora. Although still timid and shy by nature, she easily integrated into the group and stood up in alarm.
"Are you betraying us to become a demon hunter?" Avrora's expression resembled that of someone betrayed.
It seems that the Management Cooperative of Itogami Island's plan is working perfectly.
To demonkind, becoming an Attack Mage indeed signifies heading towards their opposition, and Avrora's reaction proves it.
Of course, this is a huge misunderstanding.
"I'm just going to get the license, not planning to join any national organization, let alone any institution to hunt demons. Maybe I'll work for a private company in the future or even start my own company as a freelance Attack Mage, specializing in magical commissions. Anyway, getting the license first definitely isn't a bad thing. Don't worry about my future career path," Rozen reassures the frightened Avrora while chuckling, his casual tone making it seem like he's not about to take the Attack Mage license exam, but rather the driver's license.
In fact, there's not much difference between the two; they're both licenses, one for being an Attack Mage, the other for being a driver.
"You...you're already thinking about your future career path in your first year of high school?" Kojou is taken aback.
"You're amazing, Nichiyo! Just starting high school and already thinking about your future career path. You'll definitely be a promising professional Attack Mage in the future. Oh, if you start your own company in the future, could you hire me too? I have some psychic abilities to offer assistance! I'm not demanding in terms of salary!" Nagisa's excitement is evident, though tinged with some expectation towards the end, her bright smile turning slightly embarrassed, the intentions behind it hardly needing much thought.
"Well, if you're really short of people, I wouldn't mind applying to work for you. Although I won't be taking the Attack Mage license exam, my skills should be useful, whether it's finding criminals, researching databases, or even creating security systems, I'm quite capable," Asagi boasts with a mix of pride and hinting, even though she's probably just teasing, her familiarity and proficiency with computers would make her a sought-after talent for any company planning to hire a civilian Attack Mage.
"And...I want to join too!" A recovered Avrora raises her hand, expressing hastily, eliciting laughter from the group.
"Wouldn't it be strange for a demon to become an Attack Mage, Avrora-chan?" Motoki comments wryly, earning nods of agreement from Kojou.
However, the girls are not convinced and assertively point out, "You guys should learn from Nichiyo. He's already considering his future career path, while you two still plan to coast through school?"
"You're right. Guys should have some ambition. Otherwise, how will you find girlfriends in the future?" Nagisa's unintentional words hit hard, leaving the two boys visibly affected.
"You're so naggy. We're just in our first year of high school; we should consider our future career paths more carefully. It's not that easy to decide, you know?" Kojou retorts, clearly disgruntled.
Even Motoki speaks up, "Don't lump me in with Kojou. Basically, given my family background, I won't be allowed to casually consider my future career path. I'll probably inherit some family business and live my life like that. Also, I already have a girlfriend."
That's Motoki's rebuttal.
And he's not wrong.
As a scion of a prestigious family associated with the management of Itogami Island, Motoki's future path isn't something he can decide casually. But there's no need to worry too much.
As for the girlfriend, he claims to have been dating a senior in high school for a while now.
However, nobody has ever seen Motoki's girlfriend, let alone seen him go out with a girl.
So, the lackluster response from the group.
"Yeah, yeah, your girlfriend is the cutest, right?" Asagi's tone drips with annoyance.
"By the way, haven't you been dumped yet?" Kojou even maliciously fabricates.
"I won't be dumped! You guys are so mean!"
Motoki exclaims loudly.
At this moment, Nagisa, as if remembering something important, claps her hands and speaks up.
"By the way, did you guys know we have a transfer student joining our class today?"
Nagisa's sudden remark catches everyone off guard.
"A transfer student?"
People are curious.
"In the third year of middle school?" Asagi wonders.
"Is it common for someone to transfer at this time?" Kojou expresses his surprise.
"It's true! You can ask Avrora-chan!" Nagisa puffs up her cheeks.
"T-There is indeed such a thing..." Avrora confirms Nagisa's statement, though her words seem somewhat hesitant.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Motoki overrides Avrora's ambiguous response with the most straightforward question.
"It's a girl." Nagisa answers and adds with some exaggeration, "She's really pretty, with a very delicate face and a unique aura about her. Her name sounds like that of a princess. Although she always carries a guitar case, she's unexpectedly serious and earnest. The boys in the class are thrilled, even calling her 'Princess' behind her back. The girls are curious about her too, but for some reason, Avrora seems a bit repelled by her."
At these words, everyone's gaze turns to Avrora.
"Mm..."
Avrora steps back, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Do you feel repelled by the transfer student, Avrora?" Rozen appears quite surprised.
If it's just shyness, it's not unusual for Avrora, but feeling repelled is something Rozen hasn't heard of before.
But Avrora doesn't deny it.
"There's something about her that I find repulsive."
Avrora says hesitantly.
"Repulsive?"
Rozen can't help but wonder.
But that's how it is, and Avrora can't quite put it into words, so she just says so.
Rozen feels somewhat intrigued.
However, now is not the time to pursue this.
"Anyway, I have to go to the city hall. You guys have fun on your own."
Rozen checks the time, grabs his backpack, and says to the others.
"Take care on the way."
"Good luck."
"Go for it~~"
"If you succeed, remember to treat us to dinner."
"I want ice cream."
The others express themselves one after another without any sense of nervousness, leaving Rozen to smile wryly.
So, Rozen says goodbye to the girls in the class and leaves the classroom.
Behind him, a figure unconsciously emerges from the crowd and quickly follows in Rozen's direction.