Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 552

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Episode 552
The outskirts of Rocksum.
Kizen Outdoor Swimming Pool.
A spectacle was unfolding at the school’s swimming facility.
Kizen students in swimwear held out fishing rods with frightened faces, each line enchanted.
And within the pool itself—
Whoooooosh!
Hundreds of shrimp-like or lobster-like crustacean monsters thrashed and churned the water. Their movements were so violent that the spray from the creatures thrashing in the confined pool drenched the students.
Twang!
Eshu’s lips curled into a grin as she stared ahead with intense focus.
“Hyaaaah!”
With a loud shout, she pulled back her arm, and the pool water erupted as one of the crustacean monsters was dragged upward. The surrounding students gasped in admiration.
“Don’t let your guard down!”
The voice of Grerion, the Summoning Material Studies professor, rang out.
Eshu stuck out her tongue and unfurled the Black Shield. The monster dragged onto the ground immediately sprayed something like ink, but it was blocked by the shield.
“Cast the curse I taught you!”
“Yes, sir!”
She reached out her hand.

The curse shot forward. The shrimp monster, which had been thrashing so violently on the pool floor that it cracked the tiles, suddenly stiffened, then went still.
“I got it!”
Eshu bounced excitedly. Grerion barked at her.
“What are you doing! If you’ve caught it, move to stage two!”
“Yes, yes—”
Eshu let out a cheerful laugh and scooped up the shrimp monster in her arms.
But it could still move, and the monster thrashed wildly in her embrace. Its tail whipped her cheeks back and forth in rapid succession.
“Stop that! Ow! Ow!”
With her cheeks flushed red, Eshu ran toward stage two, the monster still in her arms.
The Dissection Area.
Thwack!
Crack!
The Kizen students who had just placed their captured crustacean monsters on cutting boards grunted and strained as they shoved their blades into the shells.
“The undead processing methods for crustacean monsters are mostly identical!”
Professor Grerion, who had been observing the pool, followed Eshu into stage two’s dissection area.
“Master Kammapos and you’ll have mastered half of all crustacean monsters! Steel your resolve!”
“Yes, sir!”
The students grunted as they tried to force their blades into the shells, but it was no simple task. Injured students with reddened hands and bleeding wounds appeared everywhere.
The teaching assistants, well-accustomed to this, moved about with first aid kits, providing care.
“Ugh.”
Simon was here too.
He slit open the belly of the Kammapos, removed the organs unnecessary for undead conversion, laid the groundwork for the magic circle, then bored holes into the shell and threaded black thread through.
“I don’t understand it.”
Thump.
Eshu set down her Kammapos beside Simon and griped.
“You’re here, Eshu.”
“Did you know, president? Kammapos only graces the banquets of high nobility—it’s like, top-tier delicacy, you know? And here we are, not eating this expensive stuff, just dumping it in the pool. It makes zero sense. Honestly, I’d rather just pass or fail, set up a bonfire, and roast these things to perfection…”
“Hey, orange-hair over there! Quiet!”
“Yes, I’m sorry!”
This girl.
During tense exams, she played the role of mood-maker well enough, but doing it in class like this made her impossibly scattered.
Still, now that Grerion had called her out and she’d settled down, this was Simon’s chance to sharpen his focus.
‘Right here.’
Simon touched the shell near the top of the head.
‘If I pierce through this spot…!’
But the moment the tool in his hand made contact, the entire upper shell shattered with a loud crack. Simon let out a frustrated sound.
A teaching assistant who happened to be passing by saw it and spoke.
“Simon Polentia. That’s a failure. Return to the pool.”
“Yes, sir!”
Too bad. I feel like I could do it if I had one more try.
Simon dashed toward the pool to grab another Kammapos.
“Blast it! Wasting precious materials like that!”
Grerion barked at him.
“Next time, you’d better succeed! Understood?”
“Yes, sir. I apologize!”
It was Grerion’s way of encouragement. Though students feared him as a professor, Simon found him rather agreeable.
In any case, he returned to the pool.
“Nooooo!”
Just then, Toto, who had cast his fishing rod, lost his strength contest with a Kammapos and was being pulled backward into the pool.
Splash! He tumbled into the water, flailing both arms.
“H-help! Blub! I can’t swim!”
The moment a human fell into the water, the Kammapos swarmed as if they’d been waiting. Shrimp-like as they appeared, they were nonetheless monsters that harmed people.
Whoosh.
The assistant instructor watching threw his fishing rod. The hook caught the edge of Toto’s swim trunks with a wet slap, then dragged him out of the pool.
“Hack! Cough!”
“Are you all right, student?”
“Y-yes, I’m… cough! Cough! Yes, I’m fine!”
Fortunately, Toto seemed unharmed. Simon sighed in relief and retrieved his fishing rod again.
“Monster fishing for your life—there really are all manner of peculiar lessons at this school, aren’t there?”
A playful voice drifted from behind him. At the mere sound of it, Simon tensed and swung his rod.
“Serne. Slacking off again?”
“I was just resting, you know? I got a little tired.”
She rested her fingertips lightly on his shoulder.
Enjoying his flinch, she let out a soft, teasing laugh. Her slender fingers danced across his shoulder like waves.
“I’m talking to you. Would you mind turning around?”
Simon gritted his teeth and kept his gaze fixed ahead.
“I need to focus on the lesson. If I want to pass, I have to work harder.”
“Mmm.”
She had been playfully peeking around him, but now she suddenly pressed close, and he felt her breath brush against his ear.
“Your face is turning red.”
Her breath tickled his ear unbearably. Unable to resist, Simon flushed and turned around.
“Serne! Stop teasing me like… oh.”
Simon’s face burned even hotter.
A black bikini swimsuit so revealing it was barely appropriate for an eighteen-year-old student.
She gazed at him with glistening eyes, tilted her head like a fox, and wore a faint blush across her cheeks.
“So you finally looked? I went to all this trouble to show you.”
“…!”
Not just Simon, but the male students nearby had lost all reason.
For them, the lesson was no longer the issue. Knowing they’d be dead if Serne found out, they stole glances anyway, risking their lives.
“Focus, everyone!”
The assistant instructors growled, and the students’ eyes snapped back to the pool.
“…You, especially.”
Simon also turned his gaze back and concentrated on fishing again.
“Didn’t you hear me say to bring a modest swimsuit before the lesson?”
“Hmm? This is the most modest one I own?”
Right. He should have known words wouldn’t work.
He suspected that after today, the school might lay down clearer regulations about swimwear styles.
“Aren’t you curious how much more daring I could go?”
“…Please just focus on the lesson.”
As Simon began to show his anger, Serne pouted and walked to his side.
‘Ugh!’
Simon’s face went crimson; he turned his head away. Serne infused Darkness into her fishing rod and prepared.
“Fine. I’ll just focus on the lesson, then?”
“…Yeah, okay.”
But she was taking an awfully long time with her preparations, fumbling beside him.
Wondering if she couldn’t thread the bait on the hook, he glanced over—only to see that instead of the school-provided bait, she’d threaded a feather onto the hook.
“Hup!”
Then she swung her rod with considerable force.
Simon momentarily forgot how to speak. Her platinum hair glinted as it caught the sunlight and fluttered in the wind; the image of her swinging the rod with such power was like a masterpiece painting.
Then came a soft splash as the hook sank to the bottom. In that moment.
Rrrrrrrrrrr!
From all directions, every Kammapos began churning the water and rushing toward her fishing hook.
“What, what is this!”
“Kyaaaah!”
The students stumbled backward at the sudden turn of events. Serne winked playfully at Simon, then let out a cry and hoisted her fishing rod high.
Whoooosh!
Kammapos linked tail to tail soared high into the air. A moment later, a rain of monsters poured down, and countless Kammapos thrashed and writhed across the pool floor.
‘…Ha, how many did she catch in one go?’
Serne smiled with satisfaction and gestured.
“That’ll do.”
She wrapped one of the thrashing Kammapos on the pool floor in feathers and lifted it into the air, while she used feathers to push the remaining ones back into the water.
With the cleanup finished cleanly, she turned her steps toward the Dissection Area and waved.
“See you in a bit.”
“Sure.”
“And Simon.”
Her lips parted and her tongue flickered slightly. She seemed to hesitate, as if searching for words, but no sound came. Then she broke into a smile.
“Something fun is going to happen soon.”
“Something fun? What is it?”
“It wouldn’t be fun if I told you ahead of time.”
She gave a knowing smile and moved on.
“Simon!”
Lorain came running from the Dissection Area, her black hair streaming behind her.
She glanced disapprovingly at Serne’s appearance as she headed for the Dissection Area, then passed her and approached Simon.
“Did anything happen while I was gone?”
…Quite a lot, actually.
With both Lorain and Professor Grerion absent, there was no one to stop Serne.
“Don’t worry. Everything’s been sorted now.”
“Sigh. In just the time I stepped away, trouble breaks out…”
Simon watched Lorain shake her head in exasperation for a moment.
Lorain looked beautiful in her swimsuit too, but it had a different kind of boldness compared to Serne.
“?”
When she tilted her head at him with a questioning look, Simon quickly turned his gaze forward.
“What’s wrong?”
“…Nothing. It’s just…”
Simon spoke with a slight blush creeping across his face.
“Pink…”
It was a question about how one could wear a pink swimsuit to school. Lorain cleared her throat and grasped her fishing rod.
“I only had this one at home. I thought about going to Rochester to buy a new one, but it got too late. So I went with the most neutral option I could find…”
It was exactly the same excuse Serne had given.
The two seemed to be complete opposites, yet if you looked closely, they were oddly similar in strange ways.
Perhaps opposites truly do attract.
“What were you thinking just now?”
Lorain narrowed her eyes as she spoke. Simon forced a laugh and pulled hard on his fishing rod.
“Sorry, I’m going first!”
Whoooosh!
As Simon lifted his rod, a large Kammapos emerged from the pool.

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After club season ended, life at Kizen passed in swift succession.
Following the Ghoul Evaluation, he created two Undead as a necessary step in learning Summoning Material Studies, and he also underwent the Duel Evaluation once each. Simon, needless to say, won and moved directly into the Top Squad.
Now he had to prepare for the approaching Midterm Examination.
The current curriculum in the Summoning Department was focused on crafting the Undead Knight Terror—a magical-form Undead with considerable difficulty.
Simon was assembling a small Knight Terror using the Kammapos materials he’d brought to Materials class, with the Black Element moving like a tail.
“This is interesting.”
Though it had clearly started as a shrimp-like crustacean monster, now only the upper body remained, with the tail replaced by Black Element that swayed smoothly.
Sliiither—
It looked like a sea serpent wielding a black tail.
In truth, the real Knight Terror was a far larger and more vicious Undead, but since the lesson’s purpose was to master new Rune Language, they crafted a slightly smaller and safer version.
“By using Vibro Rune Language to externally link the flow of Black Element, you get this result.”
Aaron walked around, explaining.
Since White had arrived, his face had grown steadily more haggard.
“At minimum, you need to master the Vibro Rune Language before you can assemble higher-tier undead. Any students whose summons aren’t moving their tails properly—check your Summoning Magic Circles.”
“Professor! This isn’t working!”
Hands shot up across the classroom. Aaron and his teaching assistants made their rounds with practiced efficiency.
“That’s all for today. We’ll wrap up in the next class.”
Aaron stepped toward the podium.
He unfolded a document that had just arrived, nodded to himself once, then turned his attention to the students.
“Everyone, listen up. I have an important announcement.”

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