Deadline Is Raining in the Status Window - Chapter 291

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#My cherished friend, whom I’d known for so long.

Time passed, and we found ourselves in the final semester of our fourth year. My classmates had attended school diligently, so they could graduate right after completing their fourth year. They’d done their makeup and dressed impeccably to take photos for the graduation album.
“Those stubborn bastards never took a leave of absence.”
“A fifth-year graduation is part of the Academy experience, after all.”
“Y-yeah, what Evan said is… is totally right.”
Reina, Kanna, and I sat on a bench on the Magic Department Lawn, slurping melon sodas while envying our classmates. If I’m being honest, if I could’ve graduated in my fourth year, I would’ve dolled myself up immediately and joined that group taking photos.
“That guy who shoots lasers is marrying into a good family, I hear?”
“House Adis, famous for mining operations.”
“They own several gem mines too. He really landed on his feet.”
He’d married well and gotten a complete social upgrade. I’d have to exchange business cards with him later. I chatted with my friends while observing my classmates.
The one with a talent for cultivating plants got scouted by Zibenstein and joined the 72 Mage Division. That would’ve been an excellent position, but if Bruno tried to use him as a way to arrange a meeting with me, it’d be a hassle. Better not to give him my card.
The one who loves eating meat became an Imperial Palace Guard Mage. With his skills, he’d climb the ranks steadily, and with his good personality, I should probe whether he could become a son-in-law for House Neftis. One of my younger sisters probably has a thing for muscular types.
After the group photo session ended, I distributed my business cards. Those who didn’t receive one ground their teeth and shot glares at those who did. Some even asked me directly for a card, but when I politely asked if they wanted to be buried, they all bit their tongues and fled.
“Come to think of it, that’s strange. Couldn’t Kanna graduate on schedule?”
When I asked out of genuine curiosity, Kanna twisted her body awkwardly, and Reina made a face of disgust.
“H-hehe, I… I w-wanted to… g-graduate… together… with… Evan.”
“No wonder this bastard barely attended classes this semester. I’m so annoyed.”
“Y-you… c-could’ve… graduated… in… fourth year… if… you’d… taken… summer… classes.”
“Hey! You’re supposed to play during breaks!”
This bastard Reina made a fuss every vacation about going to the Southern Sea or some island to seduce men. In the end, she didn’t seduce a single one.
Whether it was the Northern Grand Duke’s war concert or me going on a wild goose chase to find the Mana Research Institute—she helped me with all of it and tanked her grades. Instead of making up for it with summer classes, she’s staying another semester. One way or another, Reina’s moving up to fifth year because of me.
I’m not particularly sorry about it, but it does feel rather satisfying.
“You bastards! I’m buying meat today!”
“Woohoo!”
“Hey, I want beef! Beef brisket!”
This bastard Reina was raised well and knows the expensive, delicious cuts. I’d also contacted the Combat Techniques Department, planning to slaughter a whole cow. Eugene Brandenburg, my fellow idiot comrade, was about to become a fifth-year too.

After finishing lectures in the afternoon, I found Gerth, who said he’d set up charcoal in the Imperial Palace Courtyard for the meat party. I sent word in sequence. I told the Serpent King’s Tower Officials to prepare for a feast, and informed my friends about the Korean barbecue party at the Imperial Palace Courtyard during dinner time.
When Seian heard the news, he was taken aback. Sera and Sunbird said they needed to get permission to leave the Academy and hurriedly sent someone to Emperor Cecile. On my way to the Imperial Palace, drifting through the sky, I ran into Professor Ilyong and Professor Ha, so I told them to come by if they had time.
Finally, I went to find the Bachelor and asked for permission to call people over and have a meat party at the Imperial Palace Courtyard this evening. The man got furious and hit me on the head.

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As the sun was setting, a considerable number of people gathered in front of the fountain in the courtyard before the Imperial Palace Main Building. Of course, there were those I had invited, and since it was a party being held at the Imperial Palace, Imperial Guards were stationed all around.
“This is bad. There’s nothing left for them.”
“They work at the Imperial Palace, so the Imperial Palace will take care of their meals.”
“Still, we should at least give them each a piece of meat, shouldn’t we?”
“I see. It would be heartless not to give even one point.”
Gerth and I put our heads together and decided to have the Bachelor lead the way to procure meat from the Imperial Palace’s food storage. Since we’d be feeding the Imperial Palace staff, it was only right that the Imperial Palace provide the ingredients.
“Oh no! The meat’s on fire! Fire!”
“Wait a moment! I’ll move it and change the blade!”
Anyway, that Reina brat has no talent for controlling the fire. As Hubert hurriedly took measures and switched to a new fire pit, Kanna hummed a tune while placing the raw meat on it. Seian was just licking his lips as he ate the meat that the Serpent King’s Tower Officials had grilled for him.
After the sun had completely set, Reina Letem cast a spell to shoot up lights. In the Imperial Palace Courtyard, now bright as day, Cecilia, who had finished all her tasks for the day, and Bruno, dressed in prisoner’s clothes, appeared.
“Stepdaughter! We finally did it!”
“It’s been a while.”
Bruno seemed to be trying to say something, but Cecilia cut him off and extended her hand to me. According to Imperial Palace etiquette, I should have bowed and kissed the Emperor’s hand, but since I was in a situation where kneeling was impossible, I boldly shook her hand instead.
The Bachelor screamed again and hit my head. Cecilia pretended to laugh with amusement, then told me the information she knew about me.
“Evan Laef has no choice but to bow to no one but God, doesn’t she?”
“Did you hear it from Gerth?”
“That’s right.”
I know so much about you. To Cecilia, who seemed to be boasting like that, I clapped and praised her as impressive. I felt bad, but I couldn’t show it. It was because the other person was the Emperor of the Crowell Empire, who possessed a deadly brainwashing ability.

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