Case 29: Another Saint.
knock knock
''Come in.'' A voice comes from behind the door.
Opening the door, I can see a middle-aged man, sitting at a desk filled with documents and books. The man has black and white two-tone hair neatly slicked back, black eyes, and a pair of glasses on his face.
The whole room is nothing but bookshelves, actually, bro got the whole library in his office.
''I see, so you have arrived. Welcome, Princess Sylvia, and the ladies as well.'' He nods at us, who has gone inside the room. ''And Your Yighness too, if you don't mind my shabby place.''
''Hey there, mister headmaster? What should I call you?'' I greet, making four chairs out of mana for us to sit in because this goofball doesn't have any chairs in his office, duh.
The headmaster's eyes widen a bit. ''...That was impressive, Princess Sylvia. And my name is Stephen Hawking, please call me Stephen.''
Say what?? Stephen Hawking?? Is this a coincidence?
No, I don't think so, either this guy learned about that name from a Saint, or... He is a Saint himself. Interesting.
I heard that the last Saint went into hiding after he defeated the demon king... Maybe he's just raising kids now? That's possible.
Well, either way, let's ask the goddess later.
''Alright then, Stephen, honestly, as you might have already known... We're not exactly weaker than the professors here, nor do we need any teachings from them.''
''But... We are curious about how the students and professors here perform in battles, you never know, we might learn something new from them.''
''So, can you recommend us some activities that showcase their talents? We'd love to join and observe.'' I blurt out, lying as I breathe.
Stephen ponders for a bit, then he opens his mouth: ''I see you are telling the truth, seeing your previous performance, I'd imagine the ladies here are also extraordinary as well.''
Yup, they're my proud girlfriends, I love them.
''If so, I would recommend following the curriculum of the A class, they are the most talented students we have, and their activities are diverse as well.'' Stephen continues.
''I see, but isn't there an A class for each year?'' I ask.
''That's right, Princess, you can choose whichever year you want to enter, I personally would recommend the second year's A class, they are by far the most talented, and... Interesting, as well.''
''Hmm... That sounds good, what do you guys think?'' I turn to my girlfriends, actually, what the hell is Christina doing here?
''Fine by me.''
''That is fine.''
Christina freezes at her place, leaving us walking ahead, we then turn around and look at her.
''...No joke?''
''Yup.''
''You're insane.''
''Maybe.'' I shrug.
Somehow her cheeks are starting to become redder, and her eyes looking at me are getting more and more violent... What the hell is going on here? And that smile... Is dangerous.
''Well, getting better yet?'' I ask.
''Ah! I'm fine, I'm fine. How about you two?'' Christina walks faster, catching up with us again.
''3-star Advance''
''5-star Advance''
''...You're all insane.''
Walking through the hallway on the third floor of a 3 stories building, we arrive at the room that has the sign '2-A' on it. This should be my classroom.
I can already hear someone talking inside, maybe the professor teaching.
Opening the door, I can see the professor, a woman presumably in her thirties writing something on the chalkboard, she then stops and turns to us.
''...Elves? And the princess...?'' She mutters.
Looking around the class, a number of questions popped up in my mind.
Firstly, why is there a guy doing handstand push-ups on the table at the end of the class? Do it at the park.
Secondly, why are these two lizard people kissing near the window? Do it in your room.
Thirdly, there's one human dude and one more dude who has wings, and they're both sleeping? Sleep in your room.
Next, two dwarves are facing each other, examining a sword, completely ignoring the professor, why bother coming to school?
And lastly, there's one cat girl who's seriously doing hot pot amidst all this chaos, huh??
This is too much 'interesting', Stephen.