Chapter 102 - First Day (1)

"Okay please settle down. Now that Headmaster Frode has given his greetings on behalf of the teaching staff, I would like to extend a hand of greeting as well on behalf of the Student Body" said a girl who looked to be about 16 years old, dressed in a black uniform as she walked up to the stage with four others dressed exactly like her.

"Although we don't have the adequate time to introduce every single member of the Student Body, I think we have enough to introduce the heads of every department. I am Lucia Arenduarde, head of the disciplinary committee," said Lucia before bowing to the students and taking her place to the side of the stage.

"She's pretty hot, isn't she?" murmured Trent as he watched the black-haired beauty walk off to the side of the stage.

"Didn't you just hear her? She's the head of the disciplinary committee, aren't you trying to bite off a bit more than you can chew?" asked Neville, with a look of concern on his face.

"Don't bother with him, he probably can't even hear you right now," replied Sheela, as he elbowed Trent out of his lustful daydream.

"I am Nikolaus Argentauso, head of student welfare," said a platinum blonde guy, before walking off the stage as well.

"Reiner Gildern, head of sports and student competition," this time it was a red-haired fellow, with a scar on his left eye.

"I am Anne Argentauso, head of student quests and quest-related queries," said a girl who looked exactly like Nikolaus, apart from her feminine features.

"Twins?" asked Trent a bit flabbergasted

"Don't tell me you've taken an interest in guys as well Trent," laughed Sheela as Trent gawked over Anne.

"N-no, It's not like that I just-," shouted Trent in embarrassment.

"Can you two keep it down," complained Yuuki, as the final head came to the stage.

His uniform had golden regal symbols embroidered on his collar, and unlike all the other uniforms, his was a darker shade of black, where theirs was jet black, his was vantablack.1

"My name is Avion Dragonaus, head of the student body council,"

His hair was jet back with strands of white in between, making him look very peculiar. He was the tallest and had the largest build amongst the student council at a height of 1.89 meters. For some reason his voice resounded with power, there was some sort of mysteriousness about him that left all the girls with a hot look on their faces.

Arya's senses were tingling as Avion turned his gaze to him for a split second before going off the stage.

"What was that about?" asked Trent as Avion walked off the stage. It was clear that Trent was not a big fan of Avion.

"Pfft, what do these girls see in that guy anyway. I mean sure he looks kind of handsome, but Arya here beats him in that department easy,"

"I didn't know you swing that," laughed Sheela, making Trent feel even more embarrassed than before.

"Anyway, it seems you guys don't know who that guy is, huh," said Neville as he watched the small group of student body members leave the hall.

"He's been the head of the student body since the third year he's been here, the youngest head in the history of Belgard. Anyway, he's one of the few surviving Dragonborns left, and after the death of the Dragon Prince, his family is said to be first in line for the royal throne. Well, if there was a royal throne for the dragon borns anyway,"1

"My father once told me about Dragonborns, I didn't think they were real," replied Arya with a faraway look on his face as he recalled the form his father took before he and the others had fled.

Just as Avion was about to leave the hall he turned once again, this time looking at someone a few seats in front of Arya.

"His brother," whispered Neville as he followed Avion's gaze.

"He has a brother?" asked Trent, a look of disappointment visible across his face.

"Why? Are you scared that he will be as popular as his big brother?" asked Sheela.

"I doubt it. Based on all the guys in this room, I'd say my biggest competitors are Yuuki and Arya, however, both of them are impoten- I mean have no interest in girls whatsoever. So it's safe to assume I'll have no problems getting girls," replied Trent with a cheerful expression as the students within the hall began walking out.

"Anyway we'll be seeing you guys at class tomorrow I guess," said Trent as the group reached their dorm and they all walked to their respective rooms.

"What a long day," sighed Neville as he jumped on his bed, without so much as removing his robes.

"Are there any benefits in being part of the student body?" asked Arya as he got into his blankets as well, the fatigue he had collected throughout the day finally catching up to him.

"Of course there are. You are granted a higher clearance than most other students, allowing you into restricted sections of the school. I've heard that you're even allowed to borrow books that would otherwise be forbidden. Of course, there's also the feeling of power over the normal students which I'm sure some people get a kick out of,"

"I see,"

"Anyway, what class are you in? I forgot to ask. I'm in the B class by the way, though it was to be expected."

"I'm in the A-class" replied Arya as he tapped his student card to look at his student details.

"Ahh, well it was to be expected of a genius like you. I still can't believe your just ten, you might be able to break the record of youngest student body head if you wanted to," whispered Neville as his began to eyes shut and he fell asleep.

"For now I just need to focus on absorbing as much knowledge as possible. Tomorrow I take the first step towards my revenge," whispered Arya, as he closed his eyes. That night he had a dream about the death of his parents, making him sweat and turn in his sleep.

***

"Arya! Arya! Wake up!"

"Huh? W-what's going on?" asked Arya, his voice still groggy from sleep.

"We're gonna be late for school man. We overslept," shouted Neville as he struggled to put on his robes, while Sheela and Trent were laughing at the two from the door.

Arya rushed to put on his robes as well and the group ran towards the school grounds, however since none of them had actually read the guide, they had no idea where their classes were.

"We're screwed," said Trent with a look of despair on his face.

"We probably are, oh well," laughed Sheela.

"How can you be so laid back, why am I the only one who seems to care about our predicament?" 

"What are you boys doing out of class? I'm certain all classes have already started," asked a feminine voice from behind the group.

"Fuck, it's the head of the disciplinary committee," whispered Trent, as if everyone in the group hadn't noticed.

"We got lost, and can't find our way to our classes. We're first years, and haven't really gotten the time to read the guide yet," said Neville, hoping to solve this without getting into any more trouble.

"I see. What classes are you guys in?" asked Lucia, with a cold look on her face.

"I'm in 1B and the others are in 1A" replied Neville with a smile on his face.

'She's co-operating which is a good sign,' thought Neville.

"I see, I'll have to inform your teachers that you guys were too busy to attend because you were carrying out your punishment. Now follow me," said Lucia with a stern tone.

Trent looked as if he would cry as the group followed Lucia to one of the bathrooms in the school building.

"Cleaning staff has been underhanded lately, I'm sure they'd be delighted if you would give them a hand in cleaning the toilets. If this place isn't spotless in the next hour then I shall issue a request for 10 academy points to be deducted from the lot of you,"

"Oh and no magic. The use of magic is prohibited in the school building without supervision," said Lucia before leaving.

"First day of school and we're already in trouble," whimpered Trent as he picked up a mop and began mopping the floor.

'I remember the first day Michael and I went to school as well, we got punished for being late and spent the whole day picking out weeds from the field. This kind of reminds me of my days back on Earth' reminisced Arya with a smile on his face, a feeling of nostalgia overcoming him as he watched the others clean.

"Hey mister pretty face, I know you don't want to get your hands dirty, but we all got the punishment so don't think you can skip out on work," complained Trent as he noticed that Arya was just standing there.

'Of course, Michael wasn't as annoying as these idiots,' thought Arya as he picked up a mop and began mopping as well.