Since Class A7 was made up almost entirely of students who used cold weapons, it was hardly surprising that Mei was here.
At that moment, Mei noticed Ren Yu's gaze as well and gave him a slight smile in greeting.
"..."
They said that taking favors from others made you soft-hearted.
Since she had shown him goodwill, Ren Yu felt awkward pretending not to notice. He simply nodded to show that he had seen her.
"Looks like it's been too long since you were trained! Someone actually brought snacks into class—what kind of behavior is that?! I'm talking about you, Yuna! Go do one thousand basic greatsword drills right now!"
The sudden roar startled the green-haired girl from earlier. Her cheeks bulged as though she were chewing something.
"Teacher Himeko, I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't eat breakfast."
She immediately protested through a full mouth.
She had skipped breakfast and was about to take a physical training class. Of course she needed something to fill her stomach.
What if she fainted otherwise?
"Eat, then. Eat as much as you want."
Himeko sneered. "You can go after you're full. It's only one thousand swings, and there's a recorder over there. If you miss even one, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
After spending so many years together, Himeko knew this student's temperament all too well.
Didn't eat breakfast?
That was all an excuse. She was the one who ate the most!
She was also the one who caused the most trouble!
Yet this time, the girl named Yuna unusually didn't resist. After silently swallowing her food, she carried her red greatsword to the side and began chopping at a wooden post.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Seeing this, Himeko blinked.
Did I see that wrong?
Since when did this girl become so diligent?
Thoughtfully, she glanced at Ren Yu, then at Yuna, who seemed to have suddenly found motivation. Slapping her forehead, she realized, "Looks like your effect is pretty obvious."
Ren Yu said nothing.
What did she mean, my effect was obvious?
Did they hire me just to be a buff machine?
"Hmph."
With a snort, he turned away and ignored Himeko.
Her teaching quality was lacking, yet instead of looking for problems in herself, she kept thinking about crooked shortcuts.
She clearly wasn't a serious person!
Time passed, and soon more than half the class had gone by.
With nothing to do, Ren Yu was browsing the day's news.
On his phone screen was a news item.
—"The East Sea King of Gamblers Competition is about to begin, with a prize of 500 million US dollars!"
—"Location: waters near eastern Shenzhou, aboard the Great White Shark yacht."
—"Requirements: none! Anyone can participate!"
"A gambling competition? More like a competition for gambling cheats," Ren Yu muttered.
He had seen this kind of scheme in the Americas before. If someone really brought in a large sum to gamble, they would probably lose even their underwear.
So he had no interest in it and quickly closed the news after only a few glances.
"Assistant Teacher Yang, Teacher Himeko told you to spar with us and point out the flaws and shortcomings in our techniques."
Only after hearing the voice did Ren Yu notice several students approaching him.
A petite girl chimed in as well.
"Yeah, yeah! Since you use a sword too, Assistant Teacher, teach us a move or two."
"If we can learn even a fraction of your skills, we'll definitely take first place in the competition at the end of the month!"
They looked excited, clearly yearning for Ren Yu's "swordsmanship."
It was no wonder. The visual effect of Ren Yu's earlier "sword technique," cutting down the flying wings, had been far too impressive.
Without moving or dodging, he had blocked every flying wing the Honkai Emperor launched at him from where he stood.
It had been downright miraculous!
"Guidance?"
Ren Yu frowned. They couldn't learn his moves anyway. They all relied entirely on battle instincts; anyone who tried to learn them would be in for trouble.
He then glanced at the remaining energy in his badge.
—8%
After a night's rest, the badge had recovered from 7% to 8%.
After thinking it over, Ren Yu figured that sparring with them would not use much energy anyway, so he simply nodded in agreement.
"Fine, but let me make this clear first: I might not be able to teach you much. At most, I can point out openings, weaknesses, and the like."
"That's enough, that's enough! Assistant Teacher, let's go already..."
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