Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 449

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School, Chapter 449
“Ha ha ha! We’re back!”
The next morning, Simon and his companions arrived at Rocksum by way of a Teleport Magic Circle.
From the hillside where the Teleport Magic Circle was installed, the entire Kizen Campus spread out before them in a single sweeping view.
It was a space that had grown so familiar it now felt almost nostalgic.
“Come on, you lot! Let’s head down—”
“It’s this way, dimwit.”
As Dick tried to lead them down the same route as always, Merin pointed in the opposite direction.
“We’re second-years now.”
“Oh, right!”
With Kizen’s main gate as the center point, the right side was the Kizen 1st Year Campus, and the left side was the Kizen 2nd Year Campus.
Their areas of activity would shift slightly, though if you really pressed the distinction, there was considerable overlap between the first and second-year zones anyway.
And so Simon and his companions made their way down a different path and entered the 2nd Year Campus.
“So this is it.”
“The atmosphere really is completely different!”
Where the 1st Year Campus had a romantic quality with recreation areas and athletic facilities mingled together, the 2nd Year Campus exuded a distinctly professional and intellectual atmosphere.
It was, in every sense, a space where scholars lived and worked.
Every park bench and lamppost along the streets possessed a refined elegance, and the massive libraries and Research Buildings rose like towers. Clusters of cycads and cherry blossoms bloomed abundantly in the surroundings, their delicate petals drifting down through the air.
‘It’s my first time coming this deep into the campus.’
Simon recalled passing through here on occasions when his club building was nearby; now the four of them gazed around their future home with faces full of anticipation.
“Wow! Look over there! The Golden Steak Restaurant!”
Merin’s attention was primarily drawn to the dining establishments.
“And the Taberna Restaurant too! That’s one of the best places to eat at Kizen! I really, really wanted to go there freshman year!”
“So why not just go?”
When Simon posed the question, Merin shook her head.
“My first year, I went with the class rep once to a second-year dining place, and the upperclassmen gave us every kind of cold stare you can imagine. First-years, what are they doing there? That kind of vibe.”
“Our upperclassmen have always been pretty petty about that sort of thing.”
Dick snickered, pointing to himself with his thumb.
“But not me! I’m going to be an amazing senior! I’m really going to treat the underclassmen well, I swear!”
“That’s exactly what the ones who ended up tormenting the juniors always said.”
Meanwhile, Kamibarez was studying a map installed on the campus.
“Everyone~ if we go this way, I think we’ll find it. Here’s the Central Main Building!”
“Good work, Kamibarez. We’re running late, so let’s head straight there.”
They had been instructed by a staff member to proceed to the Central Main Building upon arriving at Kizen.
Before long, the four of them located the largest building among several research structures.
At the entrance, a teaching assistant stood guard alongside the staff members. She noticed the four approaching and spoke.
“You’re a bit late. If you could tell me your names—oh!”
Her eyes widened. Merin’s did the same.
“Head Assistant Jane?”
“Merin! Kamibarez! Oh, and Simon and Dick too! It’s been so long!”
She had been Jane’s head teaching assistant.
“Senior Jane!”
Merin rushed forward with joy at the reunion, but the assistant pushed her back by pressing a finger to her forehead.
“Don’t you dare. Now that school has started, address me properly as Assistant Teacher.”
“Aw, come on~ We’re second-years now too.”
When Merin whined, the assistant chuckled and let the matter drop.
“All four of you are marked present.”
She checked off their names on her roster and regarded them with a bittersweet smile.
“It’s a shame, really. A Class Section 7, always so close and inseparable—from today onward, you’ll have to go your separate ways.”
But rather than looking dejected, the four of them wore knowing smiles.
“It seems you haven’t heard from Professor Jane yet, have you, Assistant?”
Merin brushed back her sky-blue hair as she walked past the assistant.
“You’ll find out soon enough!”
Dick laughed as he passed, his grin the picture of villainous scheming.
“Thank you for everything.”
Simon bowed respectfully as he went by.
“It was lovely to see you, Assistant!”
Kamibarez gave a quick bow and hurried after Simon.
‘…What was that?’
The head assistant blinked, watching the four disappear inside.
‘Why do they all look so happy if we’re separating?’

* * *
The four of them arrived at the basement of the Central Main Building.
Following the carpet laid out beneath their feet, they emerged into a vast banquet hall illuminated by countless candles.
A party was in full swing.
Lively music floated through the air, and servants in aprons bustled about carrying platters, while second-year students wearing red badges sat at round tables, laughing and chattering away.
‘It’s been so long since I’ve seen everyone.’
Familiar faces appeared here and there throughout the hall.
“Simon!”
When he turned, there was Toto from the same class—also a member of the Mutant Club—waving enthusiastically.
“Oh, Toto! How’ve you been?”
“Good! Same as always, you know!”
“Hey there, weirdo.”
Merin waved cheerfully enough, but the moment her eyes met his, Toto shriveled up, offering a timid “Oh, hey” and bowing his head sheepishly.
“Merin! Kamibarez! Everyone, it’s been ages!”
A girl came running from behind and suddenly threw her arms around both Merin and Kamibarez at once.
“Eek! Who is it?”
The two being embraced couldn’t see the face, but Simon could.
“Long time no see, Class President.”
Jamie Victoria, the former class president of Class A.
Thinking of how he’d miss seeing her trademark sharp hand gestures, he felt a pang of regret.
“Oh, you! When did you stop being class president?”
Jamie laughed embarrassedly and gave Simon’s forearm a playful smack, then exchanged warm greetings with Dick as well.
“But hey, Class President—where are you thinking of going?”
In the context of this party, there was only one meaning to “where are you going”—it was asking which major she’d choose in the upcoming Major Selection.
“Me? Obviously Curse Studies Major.”
At Jamie’s answer, Dick shook his head sympathetically.
“That’s too bad. You’ll be separated from Hector, your unrequited love…”
“Ahhhhh! Noooooo!”
Jamie shrieked and rushed over to clamp her hand over his mouth. Merin giggled.
“Class President, that’s adorable.”
“Hey! Merin! You were the one who said it!”
“What are you talking about?”
Merin swept her hair back smugly.
“You and Hector are the only ones in Class A who don’t know. Why are you taking it out on me?”
“Ugh, I can’t be the only one who suffers.”
Jamie cast a Silence Curse on Dick to shut him up, then approached Merin with a mischievous smile.
“Hey, everyone—aren’t you curious who Merin likes…?”
“No!”
This time Merin’s face flushed crimson as she lunged at Jamie. The atmosphere remained chaotic and lively.
Simon met several other people as well.
Sindy Vivache and Claudia Menjis, girls from Class A he’d been friendly with.
And he exchanged greetings with Scott Snyder, a boy whose face he knew but had never really talked to.
“Hey, Four-Hundred Dick! You’re looking a little brighter!”
For the record, “Four-Hundred Dick” was a jab at Dick for passing with a ranking of four hundredth place—a nickname Scott had just come up with three seconds ago.
The boys behind Scott giggled at the barb.
“Tsk, tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk.”
Dick wagged his index finger back and forth smugly.
“Life at Kizen isn’t all about rankings, you know. Besides, what would ‘regular students’ know about it?”
“That’s rich coming from someone ranked four hundredth.”
“Ugh, these regular students really get my blood boiling. Should I just spell it out for you?”
Just as Dick was about to strike back with a grin, something crashed into him from behind with a thud.
“Hey, who is it?”
Dick turned around irritably.
“Open your eyes and watch where you’re going—”
Broad shoulders, muscular frame, fierce eyes.
A man like a living mountain loomed over him, glaring savagely down.
“Get lost.”
Hector Moor, ranked third.
Dick was still grumbling about how rude Hector was, though Simon beside him wore a slightly tense expression.
“…….”
Hector said nothing and simply passed by Simon without a word.
“Huh.”
Dick blinked.
“Was that not a first in history?”
“What was?”
“Hector not starting something with you and just walking past quietly. Is the world ending? Are five suns going to rise tomorrow?”
Simon watched Hector’s back. Whether Hector hadn’t seen him or was pretending not to, he simply moved on and struck up a conversation with students from another faction.
‘Well, whatever.’
Simon exhaled quietly.
‘I gave him the settlement he wanted at the end of 1st Year. So there’s no need for him to pick a fight anymore.’
Thud!
Hector sat down and drained a glass of wine in one gulp.
“Tor, tor, Hector~”
The girls from his faction giggled and clustered around the table.
“Why? Why did you just walk past Simon Polentia without saying anything?”
“……Shut up.”
Hector set down his wine glass roughly, grinding his teeth.
“I’m already going mad holding it in.”

* * *
The party atmosphere was reaching fever pitch.
The problem was that the banquet hall was so packed with people. Somehow he’d gotten separated from Merin and Kamibarez, and Dick was nowhere to be seen either.
And Simon found himself alone.
“Simon! What did you do over the break?”
“I helped my father with his work and trained a bit…….”
“Really? Really? I helped my dad too. We’re so compatible~”
“Simon! What are you doing this weekend?”
He was surrounded by four female students.
“Second in ranking right after Special Case #1, you’re really amazing!”
“Would you teach me how to study?”
“Is there anyone you’re interested in?”
A barrage of questions came pouring down. Sweat beaded on the back of Simon’s head.
‘T-too much pressure!’
A boy who’d grown up for sixteen years in the mountains was ill-suited for such an occasion.
Normally, Merin, the highest-ranking female student, would growl and block their approach, but she was nowhere to be found now.
Even when he tried to excuse himself to use the restroom, the girls tackled him physically, grabbing his arm and pelting him with chatter, leaving him helpless.
“So you’re saying you’re not dating anyone right now?”
And the blonde girl among them, the most forward of the group, winked.
At Kizen, connections are a form of power.
Before the fierce 2nd Year began, it was natural to want to strengthen one’s network. And if the ranking’s top student looked as gullible as he did, with his romantic status still vacant, all the better.
Only a fool wouldn’t seize this opportunity.
She smiled seductively and slowly loosened her necktie. She’d deliberately left some buttons undone, and Simon’s face was turning red.
This was fun.
Boys in their growth years were pitiful creatures. If you wanted, you could toy with them simply by giving them a bit of stimulation.
“Simon. Why are you turning your head away?”
“No, I…….”
“You know? If we go to the department party later, the 3rd Year seniors make people do talent showcases.”
Her tongue flicked out as she leaned closer, letting him catch her perfume while accentuating her figure.
“So I prepared a talent showcase.”
She put on a shy expression and whispered intimately near his ear.
“Want to see it?”
“No, wait……!”
Pop!
The girl suddenly propped her left hand under her chin.
Scratch!
Her other hand went to the side of her head.
Like that, she stupidly scratched her hair.
“Ooh-kee-kee! Ooh-kee-kee-kee!”
“?”
He suddenly began mimicking a monkey.
Hunched at the waist, legs spread wide, he cut a pathetic figure as he shuffled through what he imagined was a simian dance. All four girls surrounding Simon responded with “Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh” monkey calls before backing away.
“How vulgar.”
Click-clack. Click-clack.
A sharp, crystalline voice pierced through the noise.
Long, chestnut-colored hair swayed with each step; her slender frame carried itself with an effortless grace, and the small beauty mark beneath her eye combined with the radiant smile at her lips radiated an untouchable elegance.
“Like salmon writhing desperately upstream to improve their station in life. Pathetic, really—though I’ll admit there’s something a touch pitiful about it.”
She stopped before Simon.
Instantly, the male students around them scrambled forward—whoosh—arranging a chair behind her, placing a table between the two of them, and efficiently laying out food, wine, and various delicacies.
Simon found himself being seated by unseen hands, a wine glass and handkerchief pressed into his grip, while she accepted this royal treatment with the ease of long practice.
“It’s been so long, hasn’t it?”
“Serne…!”
She settled into her chair with a slight snort, wine glass in hand.
“Just as I thought—”
Serne rested her chin on her palm, eyes narrowing into a smile, her expression turning knowing and warm.
“It’s so much more comfortable when people are of the same caliber, isn’t it?”

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