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「H-Hey! What are you doing?!」

Chemy-san, the director, rushed to the schoolyard in a big hurry.

「What is this unusual upsurge? Please explain it in detail!」

She caught one of the physical education committee members and squeezed out information.

「…I understand the situation. Well then–」

Chemy-san filled in “One Million Gold” on the betting paper she received from the physical education committee and cast the paper into the box that read『Allen Rodore』.

…Apparently, even she seemed to take part in this sort of bet.

Moreover, she was the only person from White Lily Academy who bet on me.

How do I say this… Is this person really fit to run this place?

The next moment.

「D-Director?! Not nee-sama, but Allen Rodore?!」

「You’re the worst! You traitor!」

Terrible booes rained down on Chemy-san.

However,

「Fuu… You don’t understand, ladies. I’ll teach you one good thing. ”Bet on the person with the highest chance of winning!” That’s the basics of gambling, isn’t it?」she said, in a dignified manner, without any fear of backlash

That is… she chose “me” over her own student.

「D-Do you mean to say that nee-sama is inferior to Allen Rodore!」

「T-This is a betrayal! This is betrayal to nee-sama – No, it’s a betrayal to the whole of White Lily Academy!」

There was much more intense booing than before.

「Hmm, hmm! No matter what everyone says, my choice is Allen-kun! You all saw the Sword King Festival, right!? Idol-san can’t possibly win, can she?!」

…This person is the type who should not open her mouth often.

After pouring oil to the burning fire, Chemy-san received continuous intense booing.

Under such circumstances, the broadcast club forcibly progressed the ability measurement.

「…C-Come on! Now that we’re all excited, let’s start the ability measuring right away! The first event is – this!」

At the same time as the announcement, a big machine of two meters square was carried out.

There were several visible scratches on the circular recess on the front.

「The first event is a “short-range attack”! Students will unleash their best short-range attack on this measuring equipment, and we will measure the height of its power! The higher its power, the higher the number of points which will be displayed on the lcd at the top of the measuring equipment! So, those who are ready please come forward!」

When the announcer finished with a brief explanation,

「Ha, can such a tawdry machine really measure me? Aa?」

Sid-san, full of confidence, stood in front of the measuring instrument.

「I’ll smash this thing with one blow. Devour -〈Vanargand〉!」

At the same time, extreme cold air flowed into the schoolyard.

「-〈Vanal Thrust〉!」

Cold air was jetted out, and a thrust which gained explosive propulsion was unleashed.

However,

「What… the?!」

Even after taking on Sid-san’s incredible thrust, the measuring instrument stood unyielding.

「T-This is…?! 94 points! Over 90 points appeared right from the start! As expected of Sid Euclius, the swordsman representing the Ice King Academy!」

When the broadcast club read out the numbers displayed on the lcd, the students of White Lily Academy gasped all at once.

Apparently, 94 points seems to be ridiculously high.

「It’s my turn next.」

Idol-san, who was clearly burning with determination, stood in front of the measuring instrument next.

She has already brought out her soul dress – 〈Neba Glome〉.

「Flying Thunder God – Limit 100 Million Volts!」

Roaring azure thunder clad her body as she quietly dropped her center of gravity.

「Thunder Style – Violet Thunder!」

An unstoppable thunder-like diagonal slash.

The result was,

「93 points! But what a shame! It is one point shy of the 94 points produced by Sid Euclius!」

Regrettably, she didn’t reach Sid-san’s record.

「N-No way…」

「Haa, someone like you is no match for me!」

Idol-san’s shoulders visibly drooped, whereas Sid-san had a heinous smile.

After Sid-san and Idol-san, it was my turn next.

I could feel everyone’s gaze gathered on me.

(Yoshi, let’s do this.)

As I stood in front of the measuring instrument and unsheathed my sword, an unpleasant possibility crossed my mind.

(…I’ll make sure, just in case.)

I sheath my sword once again and headed to Chemy-san.

「Excuse me, if I break that measuring instrument… Do I have to compensate or something?」

Right.

I absolutely have to confirm this.

Everyone here is super rich, but… I am not.

I must be vigilant about financial situations more than the others.

「Ahaha! Allen-kun is a worry wart, aren’t you? But don’t worry. That measuring instrument -『Anti-Impact Mechanism No. 3』will never be broken. So far, many swordsmen have tried, but none has succeeded in even coming close」 Chemy-san declared.

「Uh… So I don’t have to pay for it, do I?」

「Yes, of course. Now go, Allen-kun. Hurry up, and pull out the darkness that you showed at the Sword King Festival. Please exceed Sid-san’s 94 points! Sensei’s livelihood is at stake, so please take it seriously」 she said, pushing me in front of the measuring instrument.

(With this, I don’t have to think about the risk of『compensation』.)

Then I unsheathed my sword once again and formed a『pseudo-black sword』by cladding it with darkness.

(Even so, my control of darkness has improved a little…)

Until now, cladding myself with clothes of darkness was the best I could do, but…

Now I can focus the darkness specifically where I intend to, such as only my sword and toes.

This will reduce the useless consumption of darkness and allow me to fight for a longer time.

While I was thinking about that,

「Allen! Do your best!」

「Show off the power of Thousand Blade Academy!」

Ria and Rose cheered me on.

I raised one hand in response, and then faced the measuring instrument.

(…For the time being, I’ve got assurance from Chemy-san.)

I might just be overthinking it, but on the off chance that I do break it, I don’t have to pay for it.

(…Sid-san has 94 points, and Idol-san has 93 points.)

In order to exceed the record of those two, it is necessary for me to produce 95 points or more.

(Ria and Rose are also cheering for me… and I want to do it because I want to win!)

The match between swordsmen is a serious battle.

No matter how small of a match it is, you still have to do your best and win because you’ve accepted it.

Gripping the pseudo-black sword, I assumed Seigan no Kamae.

And then,

「Fifth Sword – World Judgement!」

The ultimate attack which tears space asunder – cut the measuring instrument in two.

The right side of the measuring instrument, which was split in two, displayed『100 points.』

「Ah… as I expected…」

It seems that the machine which boasted durability, could not endure World Judgement which cuts space itself.

I had a wry smile towards the result which I had somewhat expected.