Overpowered in the Wrong Genre

Chapter 6 – Promising Student at Admission (2)

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Chapter 6 – Promising Student at Admission (2)

The day after a strong spirit descended into the cradle.

“….”

Something had definitely changed from yesterday, Deus could clearly sense it.

How to say? Ah, yes. Imagine a tiger, a lion, or any ferocious beast that suddenly crosses the fence into human territory.

If everyone held their breath and stared, this must be that moment!

“Wow, he’s here!”

“Did he really turn measuring instruments into dust?”

“Why would I lie to the nobility!”

The freshmen. Especially those in Deus’ class, shrank back.

At most, they were slightly above average.

Even those who mainly relied on physical abilities barely reached the top tier.

But with just one swing of Deus’ hand, the measuring instruments became ‘dust.’

They witnessed such an unbelievable scene before their eyes.

Even the barriers were easily crushed as if molding clay with a fist.

It was only natural for the rabbit in front of the predator to tremble.

“Wow, that’s something. Certainly, he looked different from the start.”

“That friend was said to be the best among the promising freshmen, right? Impressive from the very appearance!”

“I thought a monster would tear through the skin and jump out from the back… was I mistaken?”

Deus’ seniors were somewhat better off.

Because there were some among them who could be considered monsters even in their own year, they seemed to look forward to the exchange meeting while comparing themselves to them.

“Hehe.”

And at the center of them was the Student Council President, Neferti.

“Ohoho!”

—Snap!

Gracefully spreading her fan, she smiled.

‘As expected. He’s the junior that I’ve acknowledged.’

It was the first day of the initiation ceremony. The ritual moment of declaration in the cradle tradition.

There were precisely four bold freshmen who dared to challenge, and none of them lasted twice.

Of course, that alone was remarkable, as others didn’t even dare to challenge.

It wasn’t that the freshmen were lacking; Neferti herself was just that exceptional.

To begin with, the wind element ability was specialized in mobility rather than attack.

Showing strengths in assisting other ability users, she mainly engaged in such activities. Hence, encountering such sharp winds was unheard of.

“Are there no more juniors who’d like to challenge?”

Those who were considered impressive during the entrance exam all failed miserably. The moment Neferti asked, facing the frozen freshmen.

“Next. I will challenge.”

That was her first encounter with Deus, as she remembered.

***

“Next. I will challenge.”

When a male student appeared among the freshmen, the teachers couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

Even Neferti, who was overseeing the initiation ceremony, was no exception.

‘Unbelievable.’

That figure was reminiscent of a ‘hero’ that only appears in myths.

An overwhelming physique is not entirely concealed by the school uniform. Muscles were bulging as if about to burst.

The momentum emanating from there was enough to overwhelm the entire audience.

Above all, gazing into those eyes felt like baring one’s soul.

No matter how you looked at it, he was definitely not an ordinary, average freshman.

“Nice to meet you. Junior. What’s your name?”

“I’m Deus. I enrolled with the martial arts ability.”

“Deus. Got it. I’ll remember that. Shall we begin right away?”

“Please guide me.”

Neferti casually waved her fan.

Her opponent had martial arts ability and was a user with robust physical capabilities.

Therefore, it could be said that wind abilities had an extremely unfavorable match-up against them.

No matter how much wind she whipped up, the other side could simply endure and counterattack.

However, that was assuming the wind ability user was ordinary.

“Don’t be too tense. I won’t go all out from the start.”

—Whoosh!

A gentle breeze seemed to blow, then suddenly became a fierce gale.

The wind was invisible. It’s a phenomenon without form.

However, predictions could be made based on surrounding movements influenced by the wind.

Therefore, until now, the freshman challengers chose to dodge after seeing it.

—Boom!

However, this student named Deus seemed to think differently.

“Huh?”

“Woah!!”

Teachers exclaimed, and students cheered.

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Deus’ fist surged forward. At that moment, a strong wind arose.

It wasn’t conjured by wind abilities. Just a simple punch.

Yet, with that alone, he blocked Neferti’s attack coming at him.

“Oh my.”

Even Neferti herself was surprised at the unbelievable sight.

After briefly gazing at the freshman, she folded her fan and lightly tapped her hand.

“You said you had a martial arts ability, didn’t you, Junior?”

“Yes.”

“But just now…”

For a moment, Neferti’s words trailed for a moment before lightly shaking her head.

It was too early to be impressed. It was merely the first attack.

Moreover, it was something even the previous freshmen could withstand or avoid.

“Alright. For the second attack, I’ll go a bit harder this time.”

“I’m ready.”

The fan was still folded. In that state, she lightly dropped it downwards.

This time, with more force. Neferti became a wintry gust.

—Whoosh!

All the students who challenged her couldn’t withstand the wind and fell.

It couldn’t be blocked or avoided. That’s just how the wind worked.

“Hmm.”

Did that student named Deus also know this fact?

He doesn’t thrust his fist forward as he did a little while ago. Instead, he shielded himself with his arms.

Judging by the way he firmly planted his legs, he seemed prepared to endure.

But, could that be possible? Even when the defensive abilities ultimately failed earlier?

—Kugugu!

A biting winter gust passed right through Deus.

As a result, some of the freshmen stumbled in their places.

If they had been hit by that wind, it wouldn’t have ended there.

As the dust settled and the wind subsided, Neferti narrowed her eyes.

In her sight, Deus was standing straight, looking perfectly fine.

‘He endured that?’

Ha. Neferti found herself letting out a short sigh unknowingly.

Among the students in the cradle, only a few could withstand such a blast head on.

The seniors of the 4th year. And the second place. It was an achievement only they could manage.

But now, a freshman who had just enrolled demonstrated it firsthand.

“When a junior is like this. As a senior, I must do it properly now, right?”

Ohohohoho! Along with her characteristic laughter, Neferti’s fan spread wide.

Simultaneously, a whirlwind seemed to swirl around, then a strong gale swept in.

“Eugh!”

“Haah, Student Council President?!”

Why does this seem stronger than what was demonstrated before the initiation ceremony?!

As the teachers looked bewildered, a woman interrupted.

“Everyone calm down. Her opponent is that person, right?”

The cradle’s physical education instructor, and a top martial arts ability user, Tiamat.

In the end, the teachers decided to watch in silence as she was restrained.

“Ohohoho! Junior! This is the end of today’s initiation ceremony! Now, if you can withstand this! Junior, you’ll become one of the top prospects of the cradle!!”

Neferti, still holding the fan, spun around in a circle.

Then, a huge storm arose and rushed towards Deus.

While it’s natural for a whirlwind not to be visible, the fierce and violent momentum seemed to be vividly visible.

Students who had been maintaining a safe distance found themselves involuntarily stepping back.

—Kugugugugu!!

In the face of that storm tearing through the world.

“….”

Deus took just one step forward.

Putting strength into the two legs planted on the ground, his hands lowered.

Finally, when his arms shot up into the sky from the ground.

“Ah…!”

Neferti. She could see the new wind.

‘Quiet yet powerful. Roaring yet unwavering. What on earth…!’

Watching that scene, a sudden feeling permeated deep into her heart.

I will follow the one who shows me a new wind for the rest of my life. She said.

***

“President! President? Are you here?”

The cradle’s 3rd year second place, and the Vice President of the Student Council, Kasar Polken.

While searching for the President who hadn’t arrived despite waiting for so long, finally found her,

“Ah, sorry. Today was the day of the meeting, right?”

“Yes. And with the dispatch duties as well, today’s going to be quite busy.”

“I see. Let’s hurry then. I feel bad for making you wait.”

Neferti turned her body around. And precisely 3 seconds later.

“Oops!”

—Thud!

As if tripped by someone, she fell straight down.

“Grab onto me.”

“Th-Thank you.”

Now accustomed to it, Kasar extended her hand.

By the way, holding onto her was futile.

If they catch her before she falls, she’ll just fall in a different way again.

There’s even a joke that her strength comes from the slipping and tripping,

“More importantly, that seems to be the one.”

“Yeah. Remember what I told you? The freshman who faced my wind three times during the initiation ceremony and still looked fine.”

“…Indeed, just by looking at his physique, it seems entirely possible.”

Are they a person? They’re more like a monster. Compared to that male student, even the twin-headed orc she saw a few days ago seemed lacking.

How on earth did he develop such explosive muscles without any hint of strain?

“You don’t think that’s how he blocked it, do you?”

“Of course not. What we see now is just a part of the outcome, isn’t it?”

“Good point, Vice President. Well then, quickly—Ugh!”

That’s unexpected. Was she falling less than usual today?

“Quick, let’s head to the dispatch team. If we’re late, we’ll get scolded by the two 4th year seniors again.”

“Today’s mission isn’t a gate blockade but a raid.”

“Ugh. I don’t want to be soaked in monster blood again.”

“Agreed. I wish the cradle seniors who graduated would handle things a bit more.”

The two members of the ‘dispatch team’ continued their conversation as they walked.

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