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Upon entering the school, a girl and guy greets Rean at the entrance.
Small-framed Girl: Congratulations on your admission! Yes, yes, looks like you're the last one. Rean Schwarzer, am I right?
Rean: Y, yes. -- Nice to meet you. But, how do you know my name?
Small-framed Girl: Ehehe. There is a bit of a reason for that. Don't worry about it too much for now.
Rean: ???
Chubby Guy: Is that the registered item you're holding? Leave it in my care for now.
Rean: Ahh... just like the handbook says.
Rean hands over his baggage to the chubby guy.
Chubby Guy: Thanks. It'll be returned to you shortly afterwards so don't worry.
Small-framed Girl: The entrance ceremony is being held at the auditorium over there, please head straight in. Oh, right right -- Welcome to Thors Military Academy!
Chubby Guy: Congratulations on your admission. Wishing that it'll become a fruitful two years for you.
Rean looks back at the girl and the guy as he heads for the auditorium.
Rean: (So anyway, I guess those two are upperclassmen? It's kind of hard to see the girl being older than me... But still, what does she mean by "I'm the last one"....?)
The school bell chimes.
Rean: (Ah! It's time for the entrance ceremony to start. This is the beginning of two years of school life. I should brace myself!)
Inside the auditorium.
Clear and Powerful Voice: -- Lastly, let me gift to you all one important message.
Headmaster Vandyck: This academy was established some 220 years ago. Its founder, the Great Emperor Dreichels -- the ancestor who ended the Lion War and restored the Erebonian Empire. 30 years after taking the throne, the aged Emperor opened up an academy to teach military strategy and artillery here in this place located close to the Imperial City. In recent years, due to the great change in the academy's role following the army's armorfication, there is an increasing number of those who wish to pursue a path other than the army. Even so, a "certain message" left by the Great Emperor himself remains to this day the academy's founding principle. "YOUNG ONES-- BECOME THE FOUNDATION OF THE WORLD." How do you define "world"? With what does one hold the qualifications to become its foundation? I wish that in these next two years, you will all cultivate yourselves through your studies and search for your own answers. -- And that's all from me.
Applauses from the audience.
Rean: ("Become the foundation of the world"...)
Boy's Voice: Hmm, doesn't it feel like the hurdle has just been raised?
Rean: Yeah, no wonder he's the Lion Heart Emperor. It's a far greater goal than any vigorous education.
Red-haired Boy: Ahaha, you said it. I am Eliot, Eliot Craig.
Rean: I'm Rean Schwarzer. By the way, looks like we're wearing the same-colored uniforms.
Eliot: Yeah, I wonder what's going on. It looks like most new students are wearing green uniforms...Ah, over there in those white uniforms are the new students from the noble families right?
Rean: Yeah, looks like it. But...
Eliot: What's wrong?
Rean: No, it's nothing.
Male's Voice: -- And this concludes the 215th Thors Military Academy entrance ceremony. From here on, all students are to move to their designated classes as per the instructions in the admissions handbook. Explanations regarding school curriculum and regulations will be done in the classes. That's all-- Dismissed!
The students begin to exit the auditorium to head to their classes.
Eliot: Designated classes... was something like that even written in the admissions handbook sent to us?
Rean: No, there shouldn't be. I was certain they were going to announce it here...
Female Voice: Okay! Look over here, children in red uniforms~!
Everyone turns their attention to the female instructor.
Female Instructor: It looks like you're all perplexed not knowing your classes. Actually, there's sort of a reason to that -- I'll have you all participate in a "special orienteering" starting right now.
Guy with Glasses: What...!?
Blonde-haired Girl: Special orienteering...
Blue-haired Girl: Hm..?
Silver-haired Girl: .............
Female Instructor: Well, you guys will know soon enough. Okay then, everyone follow me!
Female with Glasses: Um....
Tall Guy: Anyway, looks like our only option is to go.
Blonde-haired Guy: ... How troublesome.
Eliot: Um... just what do you think is going on?
Rean: I don't know... anyway, let's go take a look.
They leave the auditorium unaware of the white-uniformed student watching them.
White-uniform Male Student: (......... Hm......?)
< to be continued >
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