Chapter 10

Tiles on the ceiling rattle and dust falls.

"This is it, this is it."

Kiri looks up at the ceiling and mutters. Her vision is a bit blurry, and unfortunately, it seems she won’t be able to stand up for a while.

Under normal circumstances, Kiri would be able to deflect such a sudden attack without using her *Resistance*. However, her body, which had been pushed to its limits during this morning’s battle, was not responding as she wished, and her *Resistance* had become as ineffective as a piece of paper. This was the reason she had taken the full brunt of the attack.

Still, not every fight is a fair one.

Lowering her gaze from the ceiling, she sees that the large man seems to have already forgotten about her. He is now busily taking care of the young man standing behind him, like a servant, holding his jacket and pulling out a chair.

The tall young man with ash-gray hair sits down, rests his elbows on the table, and starts fiddling with his student terminal.

He seems to have no interest in the recent events, and he doesn’t even glance at Kiri.

However, the entire lecture hall’s attention is focused on Kiri and the others.

The large man’s considerable skill was evident from the single blow he delivered. The young man he serves is likely even more powerful, as can be inferred from his refined demeanor.

Kiri slowly opens the screen of the student terminal. The impact of being slammed against the wall had caused a few cracks, but that’s not a concern.

Because the student terminal she now holds is not hers; she had stolen it from the large man at the same time she was hit.

Kiri operates the terminal and opens the profile page registered by the school. The large man’s real name, student ID, and other personal information are displayed on the screen.

While looking at the terminal, Kiri slowly stands up, brushing off the dust from her robe. The upperclassmen in the lecture hall murmur in surprise.

"Is he serious?" "Is he crazy?"

"Stan Van Mole. 24 years old. So he’s a student, despite his appearance."

Stan seems to have realized that his terminal had been stolen without his notice when he heard his name called.

He directs a sharp gaze at Kiri. The lecture hall’s occupants murmur even more loudly, sensing that the mysterious new student had stolen Stan’s terminal.

"Quite a new student...""Well done.""I didn’t see that."

Kiri drops the screen of Stan’s terminal and walks over to him.

"You don’t lock your terminal, huh? Maybe we have something in common."

Without hesitation, Kiri steps into Stan’s range, and he clenches his fist tightly. It’s impossible to predict when his rock-hard fist will come flying.

However, Stan seems to have become more cautious after his terminal was stolen. Kiri deliberately exposes a vulnerable spot to further fuel Stan’s distrust.

During this time, she casually glances at the young man operating his student terminal, who seems oblivious to the situation.

Messages pop up on his terminal one after another, and occasionally he types in some text. It appears he is engrossed in a chat.

"Give that back."

Stan says in a gruff voice.

Kiri shifts her gaze from the young man’s terminal to the one she holds.

"Oh, this one?"

Kiri lifts Stan’s terminal and holds it horizontally on her palm.

Stan reaches out, but Kiri isn’t offering it to him. As his hand is about to touch the terminal, Kiri places her thumb on the screen and firmly holds it.

At the same moment Stan looks at her, Kiri slides her foot and takes a quick step to the side of the young man.

"!"

Stan’s hand stretches out and grabs Kiri’s shoulder, but it’s a bit too late.

Kiri shakes off his hand and, with all her weight, swings her right hand down forcefully, aiming for the young man’s terminal.

"Smash!"

*Paaan!*

A sound close to a burst echoes, and Stan’s terminal is slammed almost parallel into the young man’s terminal.

The two terminals bounce together as one.

"What the hell are you doing!"

Stan’s roar.

The terminals, now in pieces, fall back onto the table, with the young man’s terminal perfectly upside down.

"Annihilation."

Finally, the young man turns his cold gaze towards Kiri.

"If this were a game of pogs, I would have won."

"What’s wrong with you, are you crazy?"