On My First Day Undercover, the Organization Collapsed - Chapter 318

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First Day of Infiltration, The Organization Was Destroyed Episode 318
You Will Win
The consultation began.
Renoa shuffled in hesitantly and sat beside his father, appearing considerably withdrawn.
“Renoa, hello. How have you been?”
“Ah, hello, Teacher Gilbert.”
Gilbert’s attempt to ease the tension proved futile.
Renoa seemed utterly crushed, as though the very walls of the Nihalis Family Mansion were pressing down upon him.
“Ahem. Renoa has always been rather timid by nature… I wonder how he’s managing at the Academy.”
Ziel responded to Alton’s words.
“I’ve sent academic achievement reports once per semester. Have you reviewed them?”
“That… well, ahem. So you did send those. I’ve been terribly occupied with construction work lately.”
Renoa’s head drooped further.
“Understanding your child’s progress is an important matter, Family Head Alton Nihalis.”
“Yes. I understand. So then, what matters need to be discussed during this home visit consultation?”
“I intend to assess the current academic level of student Renoa Nihalis and discuss guidance and instruction that can be provided at home during the break period.”
“At home… wouldn’t it suffice to simply have him do some swordsmanship training?”
Despite his apparent lack of interest, Ziel’s voice continued with unwavering composure.
“Swordsmanship training is important, but what matters more are measures that only the home can provide.”
Now the true consultation was beginning.
Ziel knew little about Renoa’s home environment.
Though he had attempted individual consultations, Renoa had been guarded about discussing his family circumstances.
So he decided to begin by systematically understanding the home environment first.
“I understand that student Renoa Nihalis has a total of thirteen siblings, including himself. Is that correct?”
“Yes, I happen to be quite vigorous. Haha.”
“Does vigor produce many children? That’s a novel concept.”
“…”
Ziel was not a man with whom casual humor worked.
‘Indeed, the Boss. He cuts through unnecessary talk.’
The Family Head Alton didn’t appear particularly capable.
“Was there a particular reason why only student Renoa Nihalis gained admission to the Academy?”
“He wished it himself. From the beginning. It was a decision difficult to imagine from Northern warriors… but looking at it now, it doesn’t seem like a bad choice. Meeting you like this, after all. Haha.”
Then he added a further remark.
“I’m not entirely sure why, but Renoa is a child better suited to the Capital than the Northern Region. He’s timid, caught between his siblings. Rather frail. I ask for your guidance and instruction at the Academy.”
“Which came first—the frailty, or being caught between his siblings?”
The order mattered.
Whether he was born frail and thus worn down among his siblings.
Or whether being worn down had made him frail and timid.
“Well… I’m not sure if you’ve felt it since coming here, but the Northern Region is a place where even siblings bare their fangs and try to devour one another.”
It was a fair assessment.
Due to the nature of the Northern Region’s temperament, conflicts between siblings are frequent.
Most of the time, these aren’t mere scuffles—they escalate into serious confrontations.
While primogeniture is the basic principle, the Northern Region is a place that always leaves room for someone to exploit those gaps.
“Children with weak spirits don’t last long in the Northern Region. That’s why I thought the Capital would suit Renoa better than this place.”
The Renoa that Alton knew had never stood out since childhood.
“He’s never won a sparring match against his siblings. He even lost to the youngest child.”
After that defeat, rather than rising back up with unbroken spirit, he simply retreated into a corner and shut himself away.
“If anything, it might be best for him to make one good connection there and live out his days peacefully. Don’t you think?”
Gilbert’s eyebrows twitched.
‘He really holds nothing back, even with his child right here.’
No matter how harsh the Northern Region was, such cold remarks during a consultation session with one’s own child present were unusual.
It was quite different from Rangl, whom I’d met just before.
Perhaps this was the typical face of the Northern Region.
“Student Renoa Nihalis has shown poor average achievement during his time at the Academy.”
“Is, is that so?”
“Yes. He is timid and unable to express his own opinions. Currently, he ranks in the bottom ten percent of students.”
“Hmm….”
“He attends group activities, events, and classes without fail, but his individual achievement is lacking. That’s the summary.”
Then a thick report was placed before Alton.
“This is a report summarizing this semester’s achievement levels.”
“There’s… that much?”
“It contains each student’s achievements across all areas, their progress level, and points for improvement. You can reference it when providing guidance at home.”
“Ah, I understand.”
The thickness of it was daunting to even open.
At this point, Alton’s gaze began to shift subtly.
From someone to be recruited and manipulated, I was beginning to look like a teacher.
My discussion remained strictly focused on academics.
“Are there… no strengths?”
“Comparing his current achievements to other students, there are no particularly outstanding strengths. His swordsmanship, physical coordination, and bodily senses are all average or below.”
At the cold evaluation, Renoa lowered his head further. Alton’s expression twisted.
Though it seemed harsh, neither Gilbert nor Kelvin found it strange.
It was simply the Boss speaking without embellishment, as always.
‘I spent all that money sending him to the Capital for this.’
Alton’s voice grew heavy.
“Um, what about his relationships with other students?”
“He has few peers he fits well with.”
“….”
With friendships in such a state, exchanges with Capital Families seemed unlikely as well.
“If there’s no room for improvement, is there any need for him to continue attending the Academy?”
A child is an investment.
That was what Alton Nihalis thought of Renoa.
He had plenty of children, after all.
Why invest so heavily in a timid child with no promising future ahead, and not even the eldest daughter at that….
“I never said there was no room for improvement.”
“Oh, is that so?”
Alton Nihalis opened his palm as if inviting me to speak.
I hadn’t expected much.
But at my next words, his pupils wavered for a moment.
“Life within this Family Estate is cultivating Renoa Nihalis’s weaknesses.”
“…What did you just say?”
“This Family Estate, the Nihalis Family, is the root cause of Renoa Nihalis’s shortcomings.”
A hollow laugh escaped Alton Nihalis.
“Are you saying Renoa became this way because of our Family Estate?”
“Yes.”
“Teacher Ziel, you’re speaking without understanding the Northern Region. All children there grow up this way.”
“What becomes of all the children who are weeded out that way?”
“Well….”
They die, get pushed aside and live quietly, or flee elsewhere.
“They all live unsatisfied lives. Isn’t it the same south of the Mountain Range as well?”
“I am a Teacher, Family Head Alton Nihalis. A Teacher has the duty to guide and nurture students to the best of their ability.”
“So you’re criticizing our Family Estate now?”
“At the very least, it is not an environment conducive to Renoa Nihalis’s growth.”
“Hmph….”
Alton Nihalis glanced at Renoa and fell into thought.
‘Everything is our Family Estate’s fault?’
That made no sense.
What Northern Family raised their children so carelessly?
Of course, regardless of what he thought, my conviction remained unwavering.
To eliminate the cause of the student’s stunted growth.
That is a Teacher’s goal.
‘Overcoming timidity and building confidence.’
That meant eliminating the source of the timidity.
I retraced Alton Nihalis’s words and reached my conclusion.
“Please arrange a Sparring match between Renoa Nihalis and his siblings.”
“Pardon? What does that suddenly have to do with——”
“That is precisely the fastest and most certain way to build Renoa Nihalis’s confidence.”
My analysis was that because Renoa couldn’t assert himself within the Family Estate, that timid nature persisted even outside it.
So I had devised a way for him to regain his confidence within the Family Estate itself.
“Renoa will lose even to his youngest brother Ruben.”
Ruben was the youngest child of the Nihalis Family.
Unlike Renoa, he was lively and talented—one of the children who garnered Alton’s attention.
Renoa could no longer lift his head.
Because the words were not wrong.
Just before Academy admission, he had suffered a humiliating defeat against Ruben in a sparring match.
“No, sir. Student Renoa Nihalis will win. Half of the children who came to greet us at the Mansion today are not a match for Student Renoa Nihalis.”
Gilbert then recalled a fact he had forgotten.
So they were in the bottom ten percent of the Second Year.
But their overall average level surpassed that of the Third and Fourth Years combined.
No matter how far below average, Renoa’s ability to keep pace with Ziel’s classes from start to finish was considerable!
He simply didn’t realize it himself.
“How can you judge without even seeing those children’s abilities…”
“Ability is simply visible.”
“Pardon?”
“It’s simply visible. You understand when you see it with your eyes.”
“….”
Alton let out a hollow laugh at the absurdity, then made a proposal as if the timing were perfect.
“Then why don’t we see for ourselves? As you said, I’ll arrange a sparring match.”
He thought it was actually a good opportunity.
“However, if he loses, Renoa will withdraw at the end of next semester.”
He would invest in his child.
But if the path wasn’t clear, that would be the end.
“Ah, Father.”
“Renoa. I’ve told you before. If you lack talent, abandon it early and choose another path. That is our Family’s policy.”
“….”
The situation seemed to be growing larger.
But Ziel’s resolve was unwavering.
Family matters could be resolved by eliminating external factors, as in Harmatan’s case, but this situation was different.
He had to overcome it himself and find confidence.
I had merely provided the opportunity.
“Then the sparring opponent will be Ruben.”
“No. I think Fourth Son Gallard Nihallis would be better.”
“…Gallard? That child is already a Mid-level Walker.”
Ziel looked at Renoa at those words.
“Student Renoa Nihalis is also Walker Rank.”
“That makes no sense…”
“It was noted on the Report Card sent mid-semester. Did you perhaps not receive it?”
Now that he thought about it, he seemed to have received it.
Though he hadn’t paid it any mind.
“…Ahem. Walker Rank, that can’t be right. There seems to be an error.”
Had it been Rangl, he would have rejoiced genuinely at such news, but faced with his father’s denial, Renoa shrank further into himself.
“By any reasonable standard, that’s impossible. A child who was losing to Ruben before Academy admission has reached Walker Rank in just a year and a half. Moreover, Ruben hasn’t even achieved Walker Rank yet.”
“Then Lenoa Nihalis will win now.”
At Teacher Ziel’s declaration, Lenoa finally lifted his head slightly.
As their eyes met, Teacher Ziel sent his gaze toward Lenoa.
During the semester.
That very look he sent whenever students raised doubts.
A gaze both calm and brimming with certainty—one that seemed to pull you in!
“You will win, Lenoa Nihalis.”
“….”
Lenoa, whose fists had clenched without realizing it, nodded.
It wasn’t just anyone speaking—it was Teacher Ziel.
He didn’t say “you can win,” but rather “you will win.”
“I’ll give it my all.”

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