|Class-A|
Adela sat in the middle of the class, a playful smile on her lips. Their class teacher; Instructor Rutherford, finished explaining the information about the Special Evaluation, then left the class.
Murmurs and little conversations sprang up for a while, before everyone ultimately went silent.
Something was wrong—Adela wasn't speaking. As the Class Leader she was supposed to have spoken up immediately, but she had remained silent till now. Heads turned, and they all looked at her.
Seeing the looks in their eyes, she covered her lower face with her fan.
"Fufufufu~ You all finally remembered me? How touching~"
A chill ran down their spine, and some involuntarily gulped. Although Adela looked small and pretty, they feared her a lot.
"Well then, what do you all need? Strategies? There's no need for something so boring. Instead, it should be as interesting as possible."
"Arara~ Don't be scared. I understand your worries. We must keep our position as Class-A, right?"
