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What the heck?

I couldn't help but be bewildered.

Ever since my total mana exceeded 4,000, the gazes of the students looking at me have been unusual.

I wondered if they had noticed that I had become stronger, but that didn't seem to be the case.

I was already one of the strongest in Class A,

And even with the increase in my total mana, I wasn't strong enough to defeat Baltan or Diana.

So there must be another reason.

'What is it.'

I couldn't figure it out at all.

We always run around the athletic field before the start of our regular Weaponry class.

Ares always says that if we can't master martial arts, we should at least build up our stamina.

For the time being, since my position was class president, I was mainly responsible for taking care of the students who fell behind.

As I had always done, I reached out my hand to a student who had fallen today.

"Take my hand. I'll help you up."

"N, no, it's okay."

"But you can't get up like that? If you're badly injured, I'll tell Instructor Ares and have you escorted to the infirmary."

"It's okay!"

However, far from taking my hand, the students were busy avoiding my gaze.

What the heck is the reason?

Did I make a mistake with the students without realizing it?

I couldn't help but feel complicated thinking about it.

I thought the students were starting to rely on me a little.

It seems like I'm back to where I was before.

When I first set foot in Class A, the students were wary of me.

After the human world invasion, several students started talking to me more comfortably.

...The boy who had just refused my hand was one of them.

But.

.

.

Swish-.

Now, the students turn their heads away as soon as they make eye contact with me.

I felt like tears were about to burst out.

If you would just tell me the reason and treat me coldly, I would try to fix it.

When you avoid my gaze like that, I don't even know what to do.

"Ha."

I sighed, ruffling my hair in frustration.

At this, the shoulders of the students running around the athletic field flinched again.

Seriously, why are you doing that.

Is my appearance that scary?

'It's true that I look gloomy.'

I didn't mean to disparage the body's owner's appearance, but his narrow eyes gave off an intimidating aura.

There was a reason why I personally set the character to have narrow eyes.

After all, characters with narrow eyes tend to look sinister.

However, when their gazes were directed at me, I felt a bit uncomfortable.

While I was making such a gloomy face.

Adel, is something wrong?

Luna brushed her hair away from her ear and asked me.

I looked up at Luna from my crouched position.

She was surprisingly gentle.

I answered Lunas question.

Well, lately, it seems like the students have been avoiding me. As their class president, I wish they would rely on me.

Th, thats. Cheer up

Even Luna seemed to be at a loss for words as she clenched her fists tightly.

It seemed like she meant it as words of comfort, but I was rather hurt.

Lunas regretful gaze said it all.

It wasnt a misunderstanding after all.

While I was feeling so depressed.

[Do you still not understand?]

Samuels voice rang out.

He was speaking to me in a tone that seemed genuinely disappointed.

At that harsh tone, a curt voice involuntarily escaped my lips.

What do you mean I dont understand?

[If your appearance is the problem, it could be a big problem.]

?

What the heck.

Is this some new kind of nitpicking?

I blinked in bewilderment and looked at Samuel.

Then I twitched my right hand.

It was to grab Samuels thorn.

At that very moment.

[Wait, calm down and listen to me.]

He shouted, trying to dissuade me.

Hmm.

What should I do?

I pondered for a moment over how to deal with Samuel.

Adel, its definitely wrong for Samuel to criticize your appearance, but lets hear him out for now.

"...Alright."

At Luna's intervention, I decided to listen to Samuel for now.

Then Samuels sarcastic voice rang out.

[Oh, thank you. Im so grateful that I could cry.]

"Explain yourself before I make you cry for a different reason."

[Ah, alright. Just calm down.]

As I twitched my hand again, Samuel spoke in a fluster.

And the moment I heard Samuels explanation.

I finally understood.

Ah, so thats why.

[Do you get it now? The aura youre giving off is not ordinary. It seems like it wasnt this bad before, except when you were fighting. Now, you feel like a walking weapon.]

Hmm

Samuels analogy was spot on.

Only after hearing his explanation did I realize why things had turned out this way.

In a word.

The students were instinctively keeping their distance because of the aura emanating from my body.

Well, actually

Its the same aura that made even Terias hesitate.

I recalled the situation when the human world was invaded.

Terias had looked flustered when my aura suddenly changed.

My killing intent had reached the fourth stage, a level where I could release it without having to infuse it with mana.

This was not a good sign.

'It's not good for the class president to scare the students.'

I felt the need to control my killing intent.

Of course, unlike Ares's worries, I wasn't born with killing intent, so I wouldn't indulge in indiscriminate slaughter.

However.

If the students were too scared to rely on me because of my aura.

That would be the same as failing as a class president.

Solving this problem was important to me, as I needed to earn the students trust.

So, what should I do?

I asked Luna and Samuel.

I wondered if there was a good way.

But time passed, and neither of them could come up with a proper answer.

After racking my brains for a while.

Whats going on?

Ah, youre here.

Fron approached us and spoke.

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