An Angel Lives in the Academy
Chapter 184: The Angel Who Receives Observation Class (7)

Chirp chirp—Chirp chirp—

It was a truly beautiful day. A day when birds were singing and flowers were blooming. Yet, it was also an ominous day, a day where it felt like someone should be burning in hell.

From the rooftop of the Swordsmanship Department dormitory, a young girl's humming could be heard.

“Hum hum hum—”

Sway, sway—A pink tail swaying gently under the warm sunlight.

It was the tail of Sowol, a first-year swordsmanship student and Hongwol’s younger sister.

“Wait, isn’t that…”

Sowol, as usual, was lounging around, looking for a sunny spot. In fact, she had already ditched class a while ago just because the weather was so nice today.

And as she was enjoying her time leisurely like that, an interesting… no, an important target appeared.

“The bastard who seduced my sister with his body… it’s Leffrey…!”

Sway, sway—

Sowol deeply bent her upper body and raised her buttocks. It was a difficult pose, what some might call the ‘Jack-O Challenge’, but to Sowol, a member of the Mooncat Tribe, it was an incredibly comfortable position.

Swaying her buttocks like a cat, Sowol thought about pouncing on Leffrey.

“I’ll teach him a lesson. I'll make sure he never meets with my sister again…!”

For an assassin or a thief, It was a virtue to focus all their senses on their target.

Sowol’s eyes were fixated on Leffrey.

Golden hair, shimmering in the sunlight.

Emerald eyes, filled with melancholy, making them even more attractive.

Truly, a fragile, innocent beauty.

“Wow, he’s really…”

She knew these expressions weren't fitting for a boy, but Sowol couldn't find any other way to describe him in her mind.

“He definitely seduced her with his body. Unforgivable.”

Just as the girl steeled her resolve and jumped toward Leffrey, she felt a cold aura running through her bones.

At some point, Leffrey was looking at her.

With an extremely cold expression at that.

No hatred, no hostility, not even a hint of contempt. He was just looking at her with an expression so blank, it was as if he felt nothing at all.

‘A doll?’

If there was anything to be found in that appearance, it would only be killing intent.

A killing intent on a completely different scale from human killing intent, the kind that had once given birth to the being known as the Demon King.

Sniff-

Sowol's pink eyes welled up with tears.

No matter how much of a Mooncat she was, in the end, she was still just a child.

There’s no way she could withstand such killing intent.

“…Huh?”

As soon as Leffrey heard the mew- mew- sound, he turned his head. At the end of Leffrey's gaze was a girl trembling in fear, holding back tears.

Pink hair and a pink tail.

But she was at least two heads shorter than Hongwol.

“Meowww…”

“Ah, could you be.”

As Leffrey gently approached, Sowol flinched and jumped back. Then she instinctively took a defensive stance, truly befitting a member of the Mooncat Tribe.

“Are you Wol’s younger sister, Sowol?”

“S-So what if I am?”

Her voice was filled with embarrassment.

Sowol was ashamed that she had been so scared.

‘Wh-what the heck? I got intimidated by that harmless-looking guy, and I'm acting like this now?’

Humiliation, shame.

When people feel embarrassed, they tend to overcompensate with even more exaggerated actions to hide their embarrassment.

And Sowol was no different.

“Sowol, um, I have a question.”

“No, I won't answer you, never.”

Sowol's sharp attitude.

Trying to show a strong front to hide her earlier disgrace, despite being frightened.

However, Leffrey didn’t know why Sowol was so scared in the first place, so he couldn’t understand why she was trying to appear strong.

After all, the killing intent Leffrey had emanated earlier was just…

‘Someone's coming from behind. Hopefully it's not someone who will bother me.’

…A faint, almost insignificant killing intent.

A hostility so small that it couldn’t even be called killing intent.

But his uncontrollable hatred and grudge, seeping through the cracks in his heart, had turned that hostility into killing intent.

“You bad guy, I hate you. I definitely won't tell you anything!”

Seeing Sowol directing hostility at him in a way similar to Hongwol, Leffrey felt a corner of his heart turn bitter.

‘If I were to fall, would Wol show me that kind of attitude too.’

Leffrey smiled sadly and.

“Okay.”

…Left those words behind as he headed toward the Swordsmanship Department dormitory.

“Huh?”

Leffrey just left without doing anything to her, despite her rude behavior and her refusal to answer his questions, even though he was a senior.

‘He showed me that terrifying killing intent, and now he’s acting all kind?’

She wouldn't be fooled by this nice act that her sister had fallen for. Furthermore, having experienced that boy's killing intent herself, she wouldn't be tricked anymore.

‘I’ll rip off that mask of kindness and expose his true nature.’

Sowol took a stance once more.

And…

*Swoosh*—Sowol lunged forward at the speed of sound. Her target was just one, that swindler who had seduced her sister, Leffrey.

To erase the shame of being scared earlier. And to get her precious family, Hongwol, back. Sowol swore in her heart that she would never stop again.

“Soya-style Black Magic.”

But Leffrey, without even turning around, simply muttered.

“Special Green Foxtail.”

In Leffrey's hand, a huge green foxtail had somehow grown. Not only was it large, but its dark spikelets swayed abundantly in a way that really...

Really looked like a dog's tail.

And when Leffrey swayed that green foxtail.

“Meow, meow!”

Sowol, who had been so resolute just a moment ago, instantly forgot her vow and began chasing after the green foxtail.

Three seconds later, Sowol's cheeks turned as red as a beet.

“Th-th-this humiliation…”

Sowol took a charging stance again. Tears were glistening in her eyes.

But Leffrey just swayed the green foxtail again.

“Meow.”

Sowol, her eyes once again taking the shape of a cat’s, tried to snatch the green foxtail with her hands. She even looked a little happy, making Leffrey wonder if this was really the same girl who was filled with rage just a moment ago.

It was truly mind control.

Leffrey, the MC Angel.

Though it's uncertain if such a sinister title befitting an angel truly existed, but Leffrey, in any case, was worthy of such a title.

(TL Note: Is MC from a Korean meme? I don't know...)

‘MC Angel is not okay. It sounds more like a nickname than a title. I'd rather be Taming Angel. No, that sounds dangerous too…!’

Leffrey sensed the danger of green foxtail in real-time.

With a somewhat uncomfortable expression, Leffrey recalled the day he learned this green foxtail magic.

It was a rainy day.

The two girls, as always, were bickering over some trivial matter.

“Hongwol! Hongwol!”

“Whaaat.”

“You, you ate the pudding I was saving, didn’t you?”

“Dunno. Wasn't me.”

Soya, clutching her witch's hat, shouted.

“Eating that pudding after a bath is one of the few joys in my life as a mage… you, you, you animal who doesn't even know human laws…”

“A-animal? Soya, are you done talking?”

“I'm done talking! You thieving cat! If you're a thieving cat, you should steal fish, why are you stealing someone's pudding!”

“Cat?”

*Growl* The two words Hongwol hated. Being called an animal and being called a cat. And that day, Soya had uttered both of those words.

Thus, a hostile atmosphere filled the cathedral.

Hongwol did some light stretching, making creepy sounds from her bones.

“Haven't been beaten enough lately?”

“H-hmph. It won't be like last time.”

Who was stronger, Hongwol or Soya.

Or were they equals.

Actually, this was like asking whether the army or navy is stronger. Just as the army is stronger on land and the navy is stronger in naval battles, Soya and Hongwol each had their own areas of strength.

Soya excels at fighting multiple opponents.

As a mage, she naturally has numerous AoE (Area of Effect) spells, crowd control magic, and the ability to fly and snipe from long range. So of course, she could handle many more enemies than Hongwol.

Hongwol excels in one-on-one situations.

Being an assassin, she had mastered several deadly insta-kill techniques that could be called fatal moves, and her martial arts, swordsmanship, and even physical abilities were far superior to Soya’s.

And while Soya preferred aerial combat, Hongwol preferred ground combat.

So, let’s compare the conditions.

A fight where the combat range was limited to the interior of a building, and with the added condition of not being able to destroy the furniture inside.

Hongwol had an overwhelming advantage.

That’s why most of the fights between Hongwol and Soya ended with Soya being caught in a joint lock and…

“Kyaaa, I surrender, I surrender! Uwaaaa! Quickly, stop this, this black magic-hating behavior! I’m dying!”

…That's how they usually ended

However, that day was different.

“Soya-style Black Magic.”

Soya looked at Hongwol with a confident expression. A determination to not lose like last time was apparent.

“What. No matter what you do, you think you can win against me?”

A black green foxtail grew from Soya’s hand.

“Special green foxtail.”

“Meow?”

And thus Hongwol suffered a humiliating defeat to Soya.

That situation only ended when Leffrey, finished with classes, entered the cathedral and saw.

“Meooow. Ungh, ju-just because of this. Meow!”

“Kyahahaha! Now you can never attack me.This is the greatness of black magic!”

Soya gleefully playing with Hongwol while sweating profusely.

Seeing them both looking happy, Leffrey was at a loss for words.

‘Actually, I was the one who ate that pudding back then.’

It was water under the bridge.

Anyway, just like how Soya subdued Hongwol, Leffrey calmed Sowol down.

“Have you calmed down now?”

“Uuuu…”

Humiliation. Shame.

People who feel embarrassed tend to overcompensate with exaggerated actions.

But once that embarrassment reaches a certain threshold,

They become too busy hiding to take any action.

Sowol, who had been hopping around, lured by the swaying black green foxtail, now couldn’t endure the shame and was lying curled up with her hands covering her face.

“Don't tell anyone… about this.”

“I won’t.”

Leffrey looked at Sowol. Sowol glanced at Leffrey, then lowered her head in embarrassment and muttered.

“What do you… want to know?”

“Want to know?”

“Earlier, you. No, senior said there was something you wanted to ask.”

What Leffrey wanted to ask Sowol.

There was only one.

“Do you know a classmate named Gori?”

“Gori? Why him.”

“I wanted to meet him.”

Sowol's expression changed for a moment. It was just for a brief instant, but Leffrey could somewhat sense what that expression meant.

Tension, displeasure, and fear.

Sowol, the daughter of the Mooncat chieftain, was tense, annoyed, and afraid when she thought about Gori.

A girl who had the courage to attack Leffrey even after tasting an angel’s killing intent was now afraid of a boy named Gori.

‘I certainly didn't think he was normal, to have a dream of becoming a killing master was anything but normal.’

Sowol began to mutter.

“Gori. Gori… uh.”

“Why? Is there a problem with Gori?”

“Rather than a problem…”

Sowol hesitated, then grabbed Leffrey’s sleeve and said.

“…Gori is a dangerous person.”