The Graduate Student Wants to Assassinate the Professor - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50

How in the world did I end up trapped in such a horrifying misunderstanding? Why can’t I even defend myself and just have to let this misconception fester?
‘Petila, I just want to go home. Please.’
Pongko went a step further, whispering discreetly.
“If things get desperate, should I break my legs for you?”
What kind of terrible suggestion was that supposed to be?
“No, damn it!”
The moment Leoryna jumped up, Pongko interpreted it in his own sinister way and spoke.
“Hehe, how bashful you are….”
Should I really dissect this creature after all?
Unaware that Leoryna was grinding her teeth in fury, Pongko continued smugly.
“So, if you don’t want me to reveal Leoryna’s secret to Khalid, you’d better treat me well from now on… Eek?! What are you doing?! Calm down first! Put down our staff and let’s talk!”
When Leoryna thrust her staff into the crevice where Pongko was hiding, he let out a terrified shriek.
“I should really kill that thing and be done with it…!”
“Leoryna, Leoryna! You can’t kill me!”
“Why not?!”
“You really can’t! I’ve discovered something important recently!”
“What is it?”
As Leoryna tilted her head in confusion, Pongko rushed to continue.
“If something happens to me, my magical power could go haywire!”
“Magical power runaway?”
Leoryna’s expression showed she had no idea what he was talking about. But Pongko was deadly serious.
“My magical circuits aren’t normal! Something is suppressing me from creating two or more magical circuits!”
Leoryna furrowed her brow, withdrew her staff, and sat down on the floor.
“This is going to be a long story. Tell me everything you know.”
Pongko hesitated, gauging Leoryna’s reaction before speaking.
“Well, I only found this out recently myself… but I originally have quite a lot of magical power, you see?”
“How much is ‘quite a lot’?”
“I don’t know myself. Just… a lot.”
“Sigh….”
“No, I really don’t know! I’m serious!”
“Then why can you only create one magical circuit?”
“I don’t know either?”
“Sigh….”
“This is true too! I really don’t know! All I can tell you is that something is suppressing my magical power. I don’t know what it is exactly… but what I’m certain of is that the magical power flowing through my body that can’t form circuits will go haywire if I die. If that happens, you’ll have quite the headache on your hands.”
“There’s some logic to that….”
Leoryna pointed her staff at Pongko and spoke.
“Setting aside investigating your body for now, the only thing you told Professor Khalid about my daily lies was that I like… sigh… was that all?”
“Is there anything else besides that?”
“That so? Then we’re good.”
I couldn’t decide whether to laugh or cry. It would have been far less humiliating if my cover as a member of the Yorken Special Task Force had been exposed instead.
“Anyway, if I see any sign of you trying to harm me, I’ll tell Khalid your secret. This is blackmail.”
“Ha… fine…”
As if a Talking Rabbit’s threats could be truly frightening—but it was better to let Pongko labor under a misunderstanding than to arouse Khalid’s suspicion. Still, I couldn’t help but feel a chill run down my spine.
Having given up on correcting Pongko’s misconception, I dumped a generous amount of sugar into my coffee and began drinking. Then, recalling how the conversation had spiraled to this point, I pressed my throbbing temples and spoke.
“Anyway, let’s get back to what we were originally discussing. I don’t know your true identity, but your physical condition—”
“Yes, yes.”
“If we knew how much magical power you have, wouldn’t that help with the research?”
“I’d like to know that too. It’s strange that I don’t know about my own body, isn’t it?”
“All right then, I’ll ask Professor Khalid how we should go about it.”
I took Pongko to find Khalid.
“Why didn’t you mention something like that beforehand?”
After hearing my explanation, Khalid grabbed Pongko’s long ears with clear displeasure.
“Ow, ow, ow! A rabbit’s ears are sensitive organs—you can’t grab them like that!”
“Don’t be like that, Professor. He only found out recently. You’re always threatening to dissect—”
“Kyaaaah!”
“him, so of course he’d want to keep it hidden.”
“Already taking the rabbit’s side after knowing him for just a bit. Anyway, if you want to measure magical power, Zigzagel should have a magical instrument for that…”
Rather than releasing Pongko’s ears, Khalid grabbed the back of his neck and headed toward Zigzagel.
“A magical measurement device? I do have one, but…”
Zigzagel, who had been napping in the Professor’s Office, woke up and rose from his seat to search for the instrument Khalid mentioned.
“What do you need it for? Want some help?”
At those words, my face brightened.
“Really?! Then you’re absolutely welcome! I thought I was going to die organizing research materials by myself!”
“Khalid must have dumped another mountain of work on you. I can tell without even looking.”
“I didn’t give that much.”
Khalid grumbled while helping Zigzagel take the magical instrument down from the shelf.
Then they returned to Khalid’s Research Office and began setting up the magical measurement device. The device consisted of a large hollow cylinder and a complex tangle of wires in various colors.
Once the setup was complete, Zigzagel gestured to Pongko. He removed the magical control collar from around Pongko’s neck, guided him through the entrance installed on the cylinder, and immediately activated the device.
Pongko stood blankly inside the device with no apparent issues, but numbers began rolling across the gauge panel.
“Hmm?”
Zigzagel tilted his head as he checked the gauge panel displaying the numbers. I pointed at it and asked.
“Is it broken?”
The gauge panel displayed an unmeasurable signal.
“Maybe it broke from not being used in so long?”
At Khalid’s words, Zigzagel tilted his head again.
“That shouldn’t be the case…”
He took Pongko out and placed a different experimental rabbit into the cylinder. When he ran the machine, a two-digit number appeared on the gauge panel.
“Look, look. This is reading normally. These are the values typically displayed for ordinary beasts in their natural state. So it’s not broken.”
“Then why is Pongko’s reading so high?”
“The first possibility is that Pongko’s mana exceeds the measurable threshold of this device….”
The three of us regarded Pongko intently. He was cleaning his ears with his front paws, and upon noticing our gazes, he quickly straightened his posture.
“That doesn’t seem to be the case….”
“Exactly. If Pongko couldn’t control mana beyond this device’s measurement capacity, he would have exploded by now. So the second hypothesis: Pongko’s mana is of a different nature than the ordinary kind.”
“If it’s different in nature, what are you referring to?”
“Most notably, mana that flows counterclockwise. This mana detector can only measure mana that flows clockwise, so if Pongko possesses counterclockwise-flowing mana, it wouldn’t register.”
Humans, elves, the Demon Race, and dragons fundamentally utilize the same type of mana. The mana they employ flows clockwise, forming circuits.
However, the mana of creatures called demonic beasts is different. Their mana flows counterclockwise, forming circuits, and it doesn’t intermingle with the mana of other races.
“Does that mean my mana is similar to that of a demonic beast?”
“Is Pongko a demonic beast?”
In response to Leoryna and Pongko’s questions, Zigzagel unfastened the necklace hanging around his neck and brought the pendant close to Pongko.
“Given that my demonic beast detector shows no reaction, it’s ambiguous to call him a demonic beast….”
At those words, Khalid scratched his head.
“So what are you saying? What’s the conclusion?”
“Well, when Pongko was just an ordinary laboratory rabbit, he didn’t have this much mana to begin with. So when a massive amount of mana suddenly manifested in his body, his body may have reacted adversely, causing his mana flow to settle irregularly. Unable to flow either counterclockwise or clockwise, it’s flowing chaotically instead. Like how water in a valley creates a whirlpool.”
Zigzagel tilted his head while observing the other long-tailed rabbits.

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