Volume 13 Chapter 5:  (Patreon)

Volume 13 Chapter 5: 

The next day, F-class was quite excited as they talked with one another in the classroom. The memory of their victory was still fresh in their minds. It still felt so amazing about this. But that was not all, besides their victory, 

“Sam, I heard you're being scouted by some famous architects!”

“Yeah, I saw you speaking with some of them.”

“A famous noble also wants to talk to the knitting squad.”

Everyone from F-class was being headhunted by someone. It was not unexpected. The festival wasn't only to give the others a fun time, it was also to showcase their abilities so that companies could hire them. That was why most of the time, A and S-class were sought after the most. However, there was someone new who joined the mix. Their skills were showcased to the fullest for everyone. Of course, they would want to chase after them! They were untapped talent who needed to be scouted. 

"General, you're back!" The others quickly grinned as they stared at Keith and Muriel entering the room. General stuck on him. Kieth sighed deeply, “Guys, there’s something I have to say to all of you today.” 

“Eh?” 

“From tomorrow forward, Muriel and I will be sent back to S-class.” It had come to the decision without a thought. But that only caused the others from the F-class to be shocked. “What?! You’re going back to S-class!”

“But that’s-”

“Guys, of course, he’s going back to S-class.” Coen took a deep sigh. He and Olin were the ones who were calm, clearly expecting something like this to happen. 

“Keith and Muriel are clearly a cut above all of us.” Keith and Muriel. The only reason the group could do so well against S-class was them. That was the only reason why they could do so well. Moreover, it was clear to everyone that those two were above them in every way. Keith quarter-listened to the lecture as it was quite a slow pace.

"Having him here would only just hinder his progress." He should be at the top instead. 

Keith smiled as he clapped his hands, “Relax, Everyone. It’s not like I’m dying. You guys can always come talk to me whenever you want.” It was only a few classes away.

"I think it’s time for me to get out of here as well.”

“Eh?”

“That’s because you guys don’t need me to do anything for you guys.”

"What?! We still-"

"No, you don't need me to be here. You guys have proven to be gemstones like the other classes. But you guys are still dull. You guys need to shine more by yourself. I will just be a burden." A giant gemstone that shined above the others. That was something that would make the others overshadow. 

“Yeah!”

“We’ll work hard!”

“That’s good!” Keith smiled, “But don’t forget to ask for help if you guys don’t understand. I’ll help out the best I can.” That wasn’t going to be something he was going to leave out. And once he had finished his piece, they had to lecture. 

Once classes had ended, Keith then headed over to the library where he was going to study. While he was doing that, “Keith, is that what you really think about yourself?”

“Hmm?”

“What you said about you being a hindrance to the others.” She really didn't think he was like that. 

“Oh, that, yeah. I would be a crutch for them.” Keith shook his head, “Having me there will not allow them to grow going forward. If I’m there, they’re going to turn to me all the time for help and reasoning.”

“Ah.” This was true. Whenever there was a situation, they would ask Keith for help during the festival. 

“It’s fine initially, as they would need advice to lead them to the correct route.” That was something he was more than fine with. However, “Going forward, they can’t always ask for help.” Keith wasn’t always going to be there to help them out in every given situation. They need to figure out the problem independently and find a solution by themselves. 

“And it’s worse because it’s me. All F-class's hard work will be tied to me and me alone.” That was how he felt. Keith was by far the common denominator to all of this. Whatever Coen and the others do, others would always say that it was because Keith was there. He was basically stealing their abilities away. 

That was unfair to them. 

“They will strive to be better. I believe they can.” Keith grinned. That was something he was sure of. F-class was now on the road to success. 

“...You really have a way to say things.” Muriel smiled.

“Enough about them.” Keith turned serious, “So, how is it going on the island?” Muriel was still living on the Merfolk island. Chelan was supposed to be the one controlling it. However, the prince was now gone. So the one who should have control next would be this girl. 

“I gave it to Jasbir to control.”

‘Ugh. Him?” Keith’s expression turned dark. Jasbir was the merfolk and the third-year representative. 

“...I know. But Jasbir is an okay leader. Also, he’s scared of you, I think.”

“Wait, how do you know?”

“Because whenever I go near him, he runs away from me.” Muriel chuckled. That was something that was not going unnoticed by her. That was when Keith laughed.

“Good!” 

"..." Why do you sound so happy about this?