Dark Dimon's Arithmetic Classroom / Dark Dimon's Little Story of Explosive Growth

The students had nothing to say.

Professor Jones said, "Today is mainly for practice and demonstrations. I'll hold a small in-class competition this Friday. The champion will receive 1,000 credits!"

"1,000 credits? How many Wonder Candies could that buy?" Someone was practically drooling (ˉ﹃ˉ).

The Little Magisters, who had just spent money on Traveler Street and still hadn't had their fill, immediately started discussing it excitedly.

Victor and Robert were also a little worked up. "With those 1,000 credits, paying off any debt would be a piece of cake, right?"

Even Emma was tempted. "That old bookshop run by a Goblin might be getting a shipment of very expensive ancient Magitech Books..."

Of course, there were also those hoping to take a shortcut. "The Horn Magitech Shop sells unfinished Magitech Cards. Even beginners can easily finish them. Only 998 credits!"

Dark's expression remained indifferent, though he thought that credits really were in short supply...

Seeing that the 1,000-credit prize had fired up the students, Professor Jones couldn't help smiling.

The rest of the class would mainly involve choosing students from among the sixteen who had successfully made a "Magic Phantom Beast" to give demonstrations.

Victor eagerly volunteered for the credits and was successfully called on by Professor Jones, earning five points.

The pair each got five points, and with the basic points for the class, they had thirty points!

They'd already earned forty-five points yesterday, bringing their total to a full seventy-five!

"We've got seventy-five points, Victor!"

Robert said excitedly, "All we need now is five points in Arithmetic Class, and we can pay off our debt! Then that Otter girl can go to hell!"

Victor was just as excited. "It's only five points. Surely we can manage that?"

After class.

The students from all four Houses received another notice at the same time.

Today's Arithmetic Class would be held in

the grand lecture hall, with Professor Lily's favorite student—Dark Dimon—filling in.

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Dark was dumbfounded when he received the notice.m

He read it over several times before finally confirming that it really did have his name on it!

"What on earth is Professor Lily up to?"

There was a thirty-minute break between the end of Dueling Class and the start of Arithmetic Class.

Dark hurried to Professor Lily's office to ask her about it.

The office door wasn't locked, and the room was quiet.

After a few light knocks, Dark pushed the door open a crack.

A powerful stench of alcohol surged out through the gap, as if it had finally found an outlet. It was enough to knock someone out!

"Ugh."

Dark covered his nose, steeled himself, and risked his life to push open the office door!

There, on the desk normally used for books, homework, pencil cases, and other things, lay a stinking little Pixie!

Professor Lily's dragonfly wings were crumpled together, and little mountains of bottles surrounded the desk.

It was simply unbelievable!

The Magister House's esteemed dean at St. Marian had nearly drunk herself to death in her office!

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"Dark?"

Professor Lily struggled to open her eyes. When she saw Dark, she weakly raised an arm. "I'm... counting on you!"

Before she could finish speaking, Professor Lily's eyes closed again, and she began snoring like a hog.

Dark: "..."

So what exactly had happened?

He hurriedly shut the door to keep anyone from seeing the Magister House dean in such a sorry state.

The office didn't look particularly messy. There were no signs of a struggle, so it wasn't a Chamber of Secrets murder... Well, anyway, that was the situation.

After confirming that Professor Lily had merely fallen asleep, Dark lifted her off the desk and laid her down on the sofa beside it.

Fortunately, Professor Lily was just a delicate little Pixie. Otherwise, he really might not have been able to move her.

"Plop."

Something slipped from Professor Lily's other hand and fell to the floor.

Dark bent down to pick it up. It was a beautiful Flower Card decorated with blue blossoms.

"The Blue Enchantress?"

Pure love, kind-heartedness, and a Blue Enchantress who kept her promises.

When he touched it, the flowers on the card shifted aside, revealing the person they had concealed: a human boy with a round face and a sweet smile, who looked like an angel.

"Who's this?"

Dark frowned, but then decided he shouldn't pry into someone else's private life. He placed the "Love Divination Card" back in Professor Lily's hand.

Then he took off his coat and draped it over her.

After that, he turned and left the office, ready to start class!

He was only filling in for someone, after all.

First-year Arithmetic Class was ridiculously easy.

Although Dark hadn't had time to prepare, as expected, there wasn't much need for preparation anyway.

The biggest problem was having to face students from all four Houses at once.

Because Professor Jones and Professor Lily had swapped classes, all four Houses had been taking their morning classes together.

Noble House and Knight Academy were one thing.

But the students from Magister House and Fool House...

He really couldn't recognize them all.

Fortunately, he only had to teach one class.

"I'll just muddle through as best I can."

"Today, I'll teach them about explosive growth!"

The bell rang.

Dark entered the classroom just before he would have been late.

Since it was a grand lecture hall, the students from all four Houses had sensibly arranged themselves in four rows.

When Dark walked in, the room fell into an eerie silence.

Probably because no one had ever expected that one day, a classmate would stand at the lectern and teach them.

Dark felt the gazes of all his classmates on him, but he wasn't uncomfortable.

As the only Son of the Duchess in the kingdom, and the Son of the Valkyrie, one of the kingdom's two swords, wasn't he always the center of attention wherever he went?

Too much praise, too much Swagger, and too much indulgence had ultimately shaped that terrible personality.

But it wasn't too late to mend the fold after the sheep had been lost.

Dark walked up to the lectern.

And immediately experienced Professor Kazel's unique point of view =_=!

"So Professor Kazel has it this rough all the time?"

There were three professors at the academy who were under one and a half meters tall.

But Professor Lily and Professor Didi were Pixies with wings, and they were always flying in the air without their feet touching the ground.

Only Professor Kazel had it especially rough!

Dark was twelve years old, over one and a half meters tall, and didn't look short standing beside his classmates.

But when he stood at the lectern, something did seem to be missing.

He looked down and saw a footstool hidden beneath the desk!

After suddenly gaining a little height, Mr. Dimon introduced himself. "Hello, everyone. I'm Dark Dimon. I believe there are only a few people here who don't know me. Anyway, I'll be filling in for your teacher today. If there's anything you'd like to know, you can ask me first."

A class lasted ninety minutes. Dark planned to spend a few minutes answering questions, then a dozen minutes or so discussing the homework from last class, before moving on to the lesson and covering some material the first-years hadn't learned yet.

Perhaps because his smile was so charming, the mood in the classroom eased considerably.

Emma Metis from Knight Academy raised her hand, and Dark nodded to her.

Emma immediately asked, "May I ask where Professor Lily is? What's the reason she can't come to class?"

It was clearly a question all the students wanted answered, and the classroom stirred slightly.

Dark smiled. "Professor Lily stayed up all night studying Laplace's Demon. She only fell asleep a little while ago because she was exhausted."

Emma asked, puzzled, "What is Laplace's Demon?"

Dark said, "A divine beast."

Emma sat down, still unconvinced.

Another first-year from Magister House immediately raised a hand.

Dark said, "The student from Magister House—do you have a question?"

The first-year asked sharply, "Why is Dimon standing at the lectern?"

If this had happened a month ago, you'd be dead by now.

Dark replied, "Because I graded your homework."

The student's expression froze, and he sat down awkwardly.

Even so, quite a few students raised their hands to ask questions.

Most of the Magister House students were unconvinced, the Knight Academy students were simply unhappy, the Fool House students didn't really care, and the Noble House students were naturally proud.

Dark only had to glance around to notice quite a few little antics below the lectern.

The Noble House students were taking the opportunity to mock the Knight Academy students.

Dark was wondering whether to give them a warning when he suddenly saw Robert raise his hand.

"Robert Broheim."

Robert stood and asked the question he cared about most. "Do the credits for this class still count?"

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This was obviously what Robert cared about most right now. Novel Website

If the credits for this class didn't count, then his and Victor's debt was as good as impossible to repay.

"Why does it have to be this class that goes wrong?!"

Robert raged inwardly, getting a little worked up.

But this was Dark's first time filling in for a teacher. How was he supposed to know whether the credits counted?