Since The Fall Of Maglindo
Chapter 02: Waiting for the Bell to Sound

While walking down the spacious schoolyard, I had unknowingly finished off the crepes I got from Osmond. Looking to the side, there was an inorganic trash can that paired with the opposite sex, so for the wrapping part I threw it there.

When I think back to what I want to do next, I get dizzy. Like someone who already does not know the direction of the way home, moving without a clear purpose will only lead to a place that is not supposed to. Therefore for this kind of part, it must be thoroughly thought out. If it is wrong, time will be wasted. But if you think too much, time will also be wasted.

The world is getting troublesome, or am I just being too hard on the brain? Whatever it is, what is obviously a waste of time is not something that needs to be done. Especially as a High School student, there is only mediocre time that can be considered as free time.

After knowing the cause and effect of choosing to stay pensive without doing anything, I finally decided to walk despite having no clear purpose. But following the path I was going through, this started to lead back to the main building.

As I recall, there was something that intrigued me, behind the crowd I saw this morning there seemed to be some kind of announcement. From the number of people who saw, as if clearly saying that it was something worth reading. Because most people also have the same taste as long as they meet one of both of the 2 criteria, which are important and interesting.

A reading that is considered important, then someone is required to read it, otherwise it may have a bad influence both at the same time and later. But in contrast to that, interesting can make someone read without compulsion, the goal is quite clear, for the sake of a satisfaction. Just like me now, it's just that I'm going through both.

When I reached the place in question, around the large notice board I had previously seen was so crowded that every gap was buried by a pile of lifeless meat, now no one wants to stand in front of him. Besides, around here there are only a few people whose numbers can be counted on fingers, I'm sure they're outside or maybe they're on a tour like me right now.

Up close, the notice board was more than twice my height, its length even exceeding its height. On the surface, attached many leaflets and the like that can be divided into 2 large parts, namely for school announcements— is limited by red line dividers rectangular— and also for notifications that come from students. While the one in front of me, is an official announcement from the school regarding the complete registration test ranking and sequence.

I started looking for my name.

The clue is the number 99. Even though the odds were small, I expected that there was a mistake in the making, thus unintentionally making me obtain a fake result.

Perhaps it was because the numbers were too many, so the school split it into 2 by separating between 90th and 90th and lower, after all, installing it to the top end will only make it difficult for the eye to see and attract information. However, after eagerly reading it, it remained unchanged, my rank was 99.

Feeling somewhat annoyed by reality, I moved to the other paper where it was dominated by high-ranking students. The thing is, from number 3 down, more than half of them are people I know.

First, the highest rank, he was an AI. We don't know each other, but it looks like Ryuga mentioned his name before. In addition, from the name that is clearly strange, overall also strange, consider it unique only possible, namely Android 1.0 AI.

Clearly, anyone who heard it would feel ringing in the ears, raging inside the head. Where did her parents get the idea to name her child that way? Well, when it comes to taste, everyone has what they love. It could be his father is a mechanic, or his mother has her own interest in modernity.

No, rather than thinking that, among the 2 women who were Ryuga's comrades, who looked like an obvious robot with no expression on his face at that time. As proof, it can be used as an amplifier that AI is indeed a robot.

At number 2, there is Aprilia. I know him, I know him very well, but for now we are pretending not to know each other, the reason is quite clear, because we are hostile.

He was my first friend overall, so I knew a lot about him. Therefore, if he gets a high rank, it is no wonder because April is indeed very genius. From since Elementary School, as I recall all 1st champions have always been owned by him. I've never been in the top three, it's sad.

After that I walked without reading the name of the person who was third because he did not seem familiar.

Until back at the door of class D, then see, the number of people who were in it did not increase or decrease. The woman was kept busy with her studies, but it was clearly informed that today is devoted to the fullest of free time. However, there is also no prohibition that says what he did was wrong.

“She will be a great woman,” my murmur.

Intending to leave after, someone suddenly slightly nudged me from behind. He's a man, his age might be the same as mine, and also just go inside. I can't be sure if she's also one room with me, but it certainly seems like the woman who's been busy reading books has been used as a walking destination.

I think this is going to be an important conversation. From the man's face, looking like he was upset about something, both of his hands clenched firmly.

“Grizelle!”

He called out to her loudly, but because of that I could know the name of the woman without needing to get acquainted with her.

“What are you doing here?”

As she asked, Grizelle instantly changed the expression on her face, now she looked like she was being depressed.

What he did certainly seemed to describe how weak he really was. From what I saw at the beginning, it was as if Grizelle had none of her flaws, I mean, she was perfect, both inside and out. But now just by the presence of the man, everything was inversely proportional. There was no longer a role as ice queen in the new land, but rather a maid who could not do anything so as to have accidentally broken the valuables belonging to her master.