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I Reincarnated As The Greatest Genius of a Prestigious Family!
[Translator – Rainypup]
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Chapter 78: I Said It Wasn’t Necessary
“This way.”
Ernest knew every nook and cranny of the academy. He guided me, Leila, and the guys from the Physical Beauty Club through the alleys.
“Oho, walk properly! If you walk like that, it won’t be training!”
“President! I was so glum that I forgot for a moment!”
“Let’s just cheer up a little bit. Instructor Ernest said he’d show us a place where we can continue the will of our muscles!”
Ernest, who had suddenly been given the title of instructor, seemed to be straightening his shoulders more than usual.
“Dane, is this right?”
"What?"
“What are you going to do if they get resurrected?”
In the midst of all this, Leila whispered a very realistic concern to me.
I shrugged.
“Well. We’ve done this much for them, so would they really still bother us?”
“That’s true, but…”
Their original goal was to draw me into their club, but I'd already created a club. Because of this, I couldn’t join another club, and they were even in a position to receive help from us.
However, Leila glanced away as if she didn't like the current situation.
“No matter how I look at it, this is distasteful.”
Oh, was that so?
Anyway, we walked and walked and finally arrived.
“It’s right here.”
It was just as Ernest said. It was truly the perfect place.
“Oh… This is it!”
“President! We can train again!”
The students from the Physical Beauty club hugged each other and shed tears of joy. The sight of all those muscles tangled together wasn’t all that pretty, but it was still a moving sight.
“Hmm, we’ll never be noticed!”
“President, there’s even enough space!”
“If we work hard with the mindset of training, we can even put up a partition!”
As they said, the advantages were clear.
However…
“…It’s so creepy here.”
It was a sewer.
To be exact, it was a place that boasted a fairly large space among the sewer areas that spread out under the academy.
Leila pinched her nose.
“Oh, I’m dying.”
I was going to die even more. Even though I intentionally blocked my sense of smell when we reached the entrance, the stench still seeped into my nose.
“Are you sure this is okay?”
“Yes. There’s no place like here, right?” Ernest nodded his head with conviction.
Well, if you thought about it, there really was no place like this.
All the buildings of the Academy were under someone’s jurisdiction, and even if they were empty for a while, they were bound to be noticed by people at some point. Especially if all those muscles were to pile into one building. Who wouldn't be suspicious?
But it was different here.
First of all, since it was a sewer, no matter what they did, no one would notice.
“Oh, by the way, this area is cleaned at the end of every month. You should avoid this place on that day.”
Ernest even kindly informed them of the cleaning schedule.
“President! But the smell is a little…”
“Ahem! Once you start training, you won’t notice any smell!”
“That’s right! The smell doesn’t matter at all!”
…And they seemed happy just to have a place to build up their strength. Their lives were filled with muscles, so what was a bit of smell?
In that sense, this was the perfect place… except for the smell.
"And I'm telling you clearly, you have to enter through the place we came in from, one at a time, with some time difference. If you rush in all together, you'll definitely get caught. Got it?"
"Of course! Of course! Mr. Ernest, you’re our lifelong benefactor!"
“Our lifelong benefactor!”
What could I say about the sight of four muscular students lined up and bowing to a skinny boy?
It was strangely unrealistic.
I made up my mind.
“How can we repay this favor—?”
“It’s simple.” I put my hand on Ernest's shoulder and told to the club president, “Help him build some strength.”
“D-Dane?” Ernest was surprised.
"Strength?" President's eyes sparkled at the word strength.
President came over immediately, grabbed Ernest by both arms, and started to shake them.
“Hmm… Certainly, he lacks muscle mass. It’s not enough to continue the harsh academy life, is it?”
“President, I actually wanted to say this earlier. Mr. Ernest’s body is in such bad shape.”
“Hey, be careful with your words. He just doesn’t know about muscles yet. We can help him get on the right track.”
Ernest shivered.
“D-Dane? What do you mean? Strength?”
“Ernest, this seems to be the quickest way.”
I calmly and firmly tried to appease Ernest, and he looked at me as if he had been betrayed.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Ernest. We will give you a great body in a few months.”
“I-I-I don’t need…”
“Once you know the beauty of muscles, you won’t be able to say such things anymore.”
I stepped aside and let the President do what he wanted. Our ‘Mr. Ernest’, who was left alone, was shaking like a leaf.
Leila couldn't stand to watch so she whispered, “Dane, are you crazy? You’re leaving Ernest in the care of those muscle idiots?”
“There’s no one better when it comes to building strength.”
“That may be true, but…”
Leila also seemed to agree that he needed to build up his strength. In the future, there might be situations worse than dealing with the undead—but that was impossible for the current Ernest, who looked like he would collapse if hit, to handle.
In that respect, we needed them to give him some specific training.
“Hmm. But your base itself isn’t bad, Mr. Ernest.”
“R-really?”
“Yes, you can gain some strength and muscle in just a few months. I guarantee it!”
Was it just me or did he strangely look professional?
“But you must follow our instructions faithfully, sir.”
“Sir…?”
“From the moment you enter the path of muscle, all titles are unified as ‘sir’.”
"Oh…"
Ernest met my eyes without being able to do anything.
“Do your best, Ernest. I think it will really help you.”
"Y-yeah!"
In fact, strength was not built overnight. Usually, it was only when the body's natural growth and steady training were combined that strength was built to a usable level.
In that sense, Ernest was not yet useful. No, actually he was a little lacking.
If this continued, it would be better to learn magic if he wanted to win against Bronn's gang.
“Don’t worry, sir. If you follow along well, you will be able to gain sufficient strength in a short period of time, although not as much as us.”
“Y-yes!”
"And you can trust us. We of House Artaq have spent our entire lives studying the human body and muscles. I, Dorian Artaq, the president of the Physical Beauty Club, will teach you everything."
That was a truly amazing probability. The muscles and resilience of the human body…
"I will generously pass on the essence to our benefactor, Sir Ernest."
“P-President! How could you do that?!”
“We don’t even understand it yet!”
The 'essence' that the President from the Artaq family told me about seemed to be more precious than I thought.
Well, it would be helpful to know.
“…Dane. Is this alright?”
I answered Leila's distrusting question, "Yes. Are you interested too?"
“No. Not at all.”
I nodded at Leila's firm and unwavering answer.
In the midst of this, the President came up to me and said, “As friends of Mr. Ernest, I will not forget the kindness you two have shown me!”
‘No, you can forget it.’
“If there’s ever a time when you need our Physical Beauty Club, just let us know! We’ll put down our equipment and come running!”
‘No, I said it wasn't necessary.’
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“We’re finally above ground.”
“This is exactly how I felt when we came out of the hall.”
We came out of the sewer and fresh air greeted us. No matter how I looked at it, I couldn’t understand how they’d lift there.
“Well, I guess they’ll figure it out.”
We gave more help than was necessary.
They were happy, too. Maybe they weren’t just crazy about muscles, they were just crazy.
If you thought about it, it was because they were so obsessed with muscles that they paid attention to their surroundings.
Wait.
I also felt somewhat convinced.
This was problematic. I should come to my senses.
By the way, I was a little concerned about Ernest staying in a place like that.
“Ernest.”
"Yeah?"
“Take this.”
I took out one of the prototype inventions my eldest sister had sent me when she had free time.
"What's this?"
“An air purifying mask. The air is stale down there.”
"Oh!"
According to my eldest sister, it was developed for use in places where breathing was difficult, such as volcanic areas or mountainous areas. She said that if you just charged the magic stone attached to the mask, the filter would work, so it could be used semi-permanently.
…I never thought this would be used for strength training in the sewers.
“There’s something like that?” Leila looked at the air-purifying mask with wide eyes.
"Yeah. My eldest sister made it."
“As expected. She’s amazing.”
Ernest asked in confusion, “Can I use something this precious?”
“It’s okay for now, so feel free to use it.”
"Dane…" Ernest looked moved.
‘Yes, since you’re so touched, work hard to build up your body and find treasures even more diligently.’
“I’ll use it well. Thank you very much. I’ll work hard and definitely beat Bronn!”
"Yeah, you’ll be able to do it."
Of course, building muscle wasn't everything, so he’d need to start weapon training sooner or later.
‘I guess a bow would be best?’
I put the thought aside for a moment and mentioned what I originally planned.
“Let’s go check out the club room.”
“Oh, that’s right. The club room.”
We didn't get to see our room because we were busy finding a new club room for the guys in the Physical Beauty Club. We headed back to Rocktale Hall, where our club room was.
“You said it was almost a permanent lease, right?”
“Yes. As long as you don’t cause an incident or disband like the guys in the Physical Beauty Club, they’ll keep renting it out to us.”
“That’s good.”
In fact, this meant that we could use it until we graduated.
“Over here. Room 506.”
We arrived at the fifth floor and opened the door to the club room. It was opened with a card key that worked using magic, but the security didn't seem very good.
“I think the security needs improvement.”
But the moment I opened the door, that thought flew away.
"…What's this?"
The inside was a total mess. I didn’t know what the hell the people who used it before were doing, but it was full of trash.
“Should we have settled down in the sewers, too…?"
Leila pinched her nose.
Rustle, rustle.
I only took one step, but the floor was covered in so much trash that it made noise.
"…When will it all be cleaned up?"
Hmm.
This was when magic was needed, right?
I took out the subspace crystal ball that I had kept as a spare. It was inferior to the subspace ring my eldest sister gave me as a gift in terms of reaction speed, capacity, and everything else.
“No way, Dane.”
It would be perfect for taking out trash.
"Alright."
I opened the subspace and kept it open for now. Then, just like I did during the orientation for the Magic Department class, I used my magic to make all the trash float into the air.
“Wow.”
“Oh my god…”
Thanks to ancient magic, floating hundreds of pieces of trash was no problem at all. I would say it was much easier than floating the marbles. It was also more convenient, as the large trash at the bottom carried the smaller trash as well.
“Dane, you truly are a genius…”
“Genius at cleaning up trash!”
“…”
I looked at the two in disbelief, then threw all the trash into the subspace.
Actually, I didn't know you could clean up trash with magic, but whatever.
As I closed the subspace, a somewhat neat interior was revealed.
“Cleaning up the trash, done.”
Only then could we see a little of the inside.
It was a single room with no distinct areas, but that could be fixed by putting up partitions. I’d been building barracks for ages, so I’d come up with a rough estimate.
“Should I bring in a sofa too?”
"Absolutely. It would also be nice to have a simple workbench, right?"
“Well, it would be nice to have a stand to put the weapons on…”
I didn’t know about anything else, but I thought we needed to put in a camp bed. Strangely enough, just looking at it made me feel at ease.
“Kikreuk!”
Karnas also popped out and took a seat in a corner.
“Kikreuk!”
Was he telling me to put a cushion over there?
“We’ll probably need a fluffy blanket for Karnas, too.”
Yes, we needed that too.
"But where would we get all that? My family doesn't give me any extra pocket money…”
Ernest seemed to be worried about money.
“Why are you worried?” Leila asked matter-of-factly.
After all, she was a Thermion. She got a generous allowance.
I was fine, too. Even though I said it was okay, my mother kept sending me money.
However一
“It wouldn’t be a bad idea for us to try and earn some money.”
"Huh?"
“That’s right. We’re running the club with our own strength, so if we use the family’s money, it feels like we’re getting help.”
There was a need to revive Ernest's spirit.
The Dylan barony was actually quite small compared to Thermion or Sogres. If everything continued to be resolved with our houses’ help, Ernest might eventually feel inferior or feel that he was always receiving help.
“That sounds good.”
I didn’t know if Leila understood my intentions, but she seemed interested.
“Ernest, what do you think?”
“I like it, too! I think it would be more meaningful if we made it or earned it ourselves!”
"Good."
I grinned. I also needed to buy things like Ernest's anti-tracking powder…
I really needed to figure out a way to make money soon.
A way to make money.
In my previous life, I had no concept of money. Although military vouchers were used occasionally, they were only used to obtain supplies needed by the residents of the occupied territories.
However, in this life I had many talents and was in an environment where I could do anything, so shouldn’t there be some way for me to make money?
“Should we sell my family’s weapons?”
“…”
In the midst of all this, I shook my head at the ridiculous plan that Leila came up with.
“That’d be the same as using our pocket money,” I explained.
“Is that so?”
Ernest also made a subtle suggestion. “How about exploring the ruins? There are ruins here that you can get to in about a week. If we explore them, we could…”
“Are you not planning on going to school at all?”
“…Th-that’s true. Haha.”
He just seemed crazy about exploring.
"Let's think about it slowly."
There was plenty of time anyway. It wasn’t like the club room was running away.
“Oh, Dane. I have a liberal arts class, so I guess I should go now.”
"That's right. I have a major class too."
As it happened, it was nearly time for their classes. I still had some time left before my own.
"Then I guess I'll go to the library."
I gained another circle, so I would likely be able to read more words from the ancient language. With them, I might get more clues.
Perhaps I could learn where to get other pieces of condensed ancient magic.
“Then, let’s decorate the club room little by little.”
Then Leila suddenly asked me, “But Dane, what on earth is our club name?”
“That’s right. You wrote it on the application form back then and didn’t show it to us.”
That's right.
I didn't tell them the name of the club.
I said simply, “Magic Summoning Exploration Spearmanship Swordsmanship Club.”
“…”
“…”
Why were their reactions like that? I just mixed it all up.
“Dane you’re really…”
“Don’t go around naming things…”
I hesitated for a moment and then asked cautiously, “…is it not good?”
“Yeah. No.”
“Really not good.”
Leila sighed.
I shrugged.
“It’s not important anyway, right?”
"Not important?! You heard everyone call it the Physical Beauty Club, right? What kind of name is that?"
After listening to her, I realized that she wasn't wrong. I think it was a similar situation when I tried to name Karnas ‘Happy’.
“Ernest, isn’t there a good name?”
Ernest, who had been pondering Leila's question, cautiously suggested, "Then how about 'Romance'? In the sense that each person pursues what they love."
Leila muttered, “It’s okay. Whatever it is, it’s better than the ‘Magic Summoning Exploration Spearmanship Swordsmanship Club’. When the club name can be changed, I’ll go and change it right away. For now, let’s just call ourselves ‘Romance’.”
"Alright!"
So, regardless of what I wanted, our club's name unofficially became 'Romance'.
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