“Is this that female student’s will?”
Simone shrugged her shoulders at Jace's question, folded the will carefully again, and handed it to Jace.
“I don’t know for sure, but I’m sure it belongs to the students of this school. Please pass it on to the principal later.”
"Yes!"
It seems that the owner of this will be a descendant of a musician family whose fortune was on the rise.
As funds dwindled, families that could not afford the cost of training musicians began to put all their support into their successors, and those who were not successors naturally gave up music.
This is fortunate, but judging from the content of the will, it seems that this family completely forbade the use of musical instruments by children other than successors.
Maybe it means that since there will be no more opportunities to play instruments in the future, they should think about doing something else... But it must be a difficult reality for the person involved to accept.
If the piano ghost is the protagonist of this will, then perhaps she tried to secretly play the instrument here instead of in the mansion where she was not allowed to touch it under the instructions of the head of the household?
After school, when the students' classes were over, she continued to play music that no one was listening to and that she was not supposed to hear.
Maybe she was hoping someone would listen.
Simone sighed deeply and left the music room.
“Where should we go next?”
“Ah! Next is...”
Jace, who was flipping through his notebook, hesitated with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face and just turned the page he was looking at. Then, Simone quickly grabbed Jace's wrist and stopped him.
“Why are you just letting it go? Is it that difficult?”
“Oh, it’s not something that would be difficult for you, Simone.”
Jace smiled awkwardly.
“However, it is a curse that does not have a fixed time. Simone needs to finish it quickly and rest, but shouldn’t we avoid curses that do not appear easily?”
“What a pity. Just let me in.”
“Oh, then.”
Jace said, returning the paper he was about to hand over quietly.
“There’s a rumor going around about a voice coming from the broadcasting room inside the Academy.”
“Broadcasting station?”
"Yes."
Jace began to explain the rumor.
Unlike previous rumors that had some credibility, this was just one of many rumors that were passed around by word of mouth, with not a single student actually witnessing it.
“It was just a rumor that was occasionally mentioned when a scary story came up. Until last year.”
“Until last year?”
"Yes."
This rumor began to spread among students around the time the new semester began this year.
New students and those starting a new semester will notice a strange phrase written on the information leaflets they are given.
[Don't trust the voice coming from the broadcasting station]
The broadcasting station is originally a device that transmits information to all students in the school through voice. But you say we shouldn't trust it? If we don't trust the voice coming from the broadcasting station, what are we supposed to trust?
This was just one sentence out of many guidance texts, and most students either just skipped over it or didn't even notice it.
However, some of the students who saw the notice felt something was strange and reported the facts to the professors in charge of each class. The professors were shocked and immediately took the notice back.
“...”
“...”
“Is that the end?”
“Yes, it’s over.”
Jace looked at Simone with round eyes as if to ask if she had anything more to say.
Simone tilted her head without realizing it. I thought there was more to the story here?
“So, there was a strange phrase in the notice about the broadcasting station, and when the students reported it, the professors took it all back. The end?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Jace smiled awkwardly and comforted Simone.
“As I said, this rumor is just a rumor, and as of now, no student has witnessed it.”
It's been going on for a decade, so maybe Dean Sennus or senior professors might know more about this rumor, but for now, this is all that's been spread among the students.
The professors were strangely thoughtful when they received reports from students, and the notices were written by mistake.
Added to that were stale rumors from the past, and there was talk that perhaps the fact that such a phrase was written on the notice was because the rumor was true.
“But since no strange voices have been heard over the airwaves since the notice was distributed incorrectly, it may just be a rumor.”
Simone nodded her head a couple of times and then started walking away.
“Where is the broadcasting room?”
“Yes? Over there... It was on the second floor, I think. That’s right. Would you like to check it out?”
Simone chuckled.
“It’s not about confirming, it’s about catching and absorbing.”
"...Yes?"
If I had only heard strange rumors about the broadcasting station, I probably wouldn't have been that interested.
Aren't the instructions that contain phrases that should not be included and the reactions of the professors who are contemplating suspicious?
There's definitely something going on.
Jace, who had been standing there blankly, hurriedly followed Simone and said.
“I’m sure Simone has a lot on your mind... How are you going to summon it? It seems like it’s not a phenomenon that comes out well...”
“Why are you worried that something might not come out? I have a dependable young master named Jace.”
“Hey, are you feeling good?”
Jace's expression brightened noticeably as Simone nodded.
Well then, my strong totem, no, reserve staff, every time!
“If Jace just stands near the broadcasting room, will it come out? If not, there’s nothing we can do, but if it does, that’d be great.”
“I will try hard!”
Simone smiled happily. Jace doesn't know what she means by working hard, but he thinks it would be good if he could work happily.
Contrary to Jace's wish to do everything together, Simone and Jace had to work apart to confirm this ghost story.
Jace stood in front of the broadcast room door, trying to lure out any ghosts that might be hiding there, while Simone checked to see if any voices were coming from the broadcast room.
While waiting for the voice of the broadcaster, Simone was able to take a short break.
A quiet hallway in the academy. The lights had all gone out in the aftermath of the battle, so it had a rather eerie atmosphere, but she didn't find it particularly scary.
Simone shrugged her shoulders at Jace's question, folded the will carefully again, and handed it to Jace.
“I don’t know for sure, but I’m sure it belongs to the students of this school. Please pass it on to the principal later.”
"Yes!"
It seems that the owner of this will be a descendant of a musician family whose fortune was on the rise.
As funds dwindled, families that could not afford the cost of training musicians began to put all their support into their successors, and those who were not successors naturally gave up music.
This is fortunate, but judging from the content of the will, it seems that this family completely forbade the use of musical instruments by children other than successors.
Maybe it means that since there will be no more opportunities to play instruments in the future, they should think about doing something else... But it must be a difficult reality for the person involved to accept.
If the piano ghost is the protagonist of this will, then perhaps she tried to secretly play the instrument here instead of in the mansion where she was not allowed to touch it under the instructions of the head of the household?
After school, when the students' classes were over, she continued to play music that no one was listening to and that she was not supposed to hear.
Maybe she was hoping someone would listen.
Simone sighed deeply and left the music room.
“Where should we go next?”
“Ah! Next is...”
Jace, who was flipping through his notebook, hesitated with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face and just turned the page he was looking at. Then, Simone quickly grabbed Jace's wrist and stopped him.
“Why are you just letting it go? Is it that difficult?”
“Oh, it’s not something that would be difficult for you, Simone.”
Jace smiled awkwardly.
“However, it is a curse that does not have a fixed time. Simone needs to finish it quickly and rest, but shouldn’t we avoid curses that do not appear easily?”
“What a pity. Just let me in.”
“Oh, then.”
Jace said, returning the paper he was about to hand over quietly.
“There’s a rumor going around about a voice coming from the broadcasting room inside the Academy.”
“Broadcasting station?”
"Yes."
Jace began to explain the rumor.
Unlike previous rumors that had some credibility, this was just one of many rumors that were passed around by word of mouth, with not a single student actually witnessing it.
“It was just a rumor that was occasionally mentioned when a scary story came up. Until last year.”
“Until last year?”
"Yes."
This rumor began to spread among students around the time the new semester began this year.
New students and those starting a new semester will notice a strange phrase written on the information leaflets they are given.
[Don't trust the voice coming from the broadcasting station]
The broadcasting station is originally a device that transmits information to all students in the school through voice. But you say we shouldn't trust it? If we don't trust the voice coming from the broadcasting station, what are we supposed to trust?
This was just one sentence out of many guidance texts, and most students either just skipped over it or didn't even notice it.
However, some of the students who saw the notice felt something was strange and reported the facts to the professors in charge of each class. The professors were shocked and immediately took the notice back.
“...”
“...”
“Is that the end?”
“Yes, it’s over.”
Jace looked at Simone with round eyes as if to ask if she had anything more to say.
Simone tilted her head without realizing it. I thought there was more to the story here?
“So, there was a strange phrase in the notice about the broadcasting station, and when the students reported it, the professors took it all back. The end?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Jace smiled awkwardly and comforted Simone.
“As I said, this rumor is just a rumor, and as of now, no student has witnessed it.”
It's been going on for a decade, so maybe Dean Sennus or senior professors might know more about this rumor, but for now, this is all that's been spread among the students.
The professors were strangely thoughtful when they received reports from students, and the notices were written by mistake.
Added to that were stale rumors from the past, and there was talk that perhaps the fact that such a phrase was written on the notice was because the rumor was true.
“But since no strange voices have been heard over the airwaves since the notice was distributed incorrectly, it may just be a rumor.”
Simone nodded her head a couple of times and then started walking away.
“Where is the broadcasting room?”
“Yes? Over there... It was on the second floor, I think. That’s right. Would you like to check it out?”
Simone chuckled.
“It’s not about confirming, it’s about catching and absorbing.”
"...Yes?"
If I had only heard strange rumors about the broadcasting station, I probably wouldn't have been that interested.
Aren't the instructions that contain phrases that should not be included and the reactions of the professors who are contemplating suspicious?
There's definitely something going on.
Jace, who had been standing there blankly, hurriedly followed Simone and said.
“I’m sure Simone has a lot on your mind... How are you going to summon it? It seems like it’s not a phenomenon that comes out well...”
“Why are you worried that something might not come out? I have a dependable young master named Jace.”
“Hey, are you feeling good?”
Jace's expression brightened noticeably as Simone nodded.
Well then, my strong totem, no, reserve staff, every time!
“If Jace just stands near the broadcasting room, will it come out? If not, there’s nothing we can do, but if it does, that’d be great.”
“I will try hard!”
Simone smiled happily. Jace doesn't know what she means by working hard, but he thinks it would be good if he could work happily.
***
Contrary to Jace's wish to do everything together, Simone and Jace had to work apart to confirm this ghost story.
Jace stood in front of the broadcast room door, trying to lure out any ghosts that might be hiding there, while Simone checked to see if any voices were coming from the broadcast room.
While waiting for the voice of the broadcaster, Simone was able to take a short break.
A quiet hallway in the academy. The lights had all gone out in the aftermath of the battle, so it had a rather eerie atmosphere, but she didn't find it particularly scary.
Simone didn't know when she became so accustomed to fear, but she felt more tired than scared, and she closed her eyelids, which were getting heavier and heavier.
'Should I just do this and go back?'
In fact, she had just fought against Anasis, so Simone was impatient and stubbornly held on, but if she continued like this, she might collapse in the important battle because she couldn't distribute her stamina well.
“Haa... Oh my...”
I want to go back.
'Should I just do this and go back?'
In fact, she had just fought against Anasis, so Simone was impatient and stubbornly held on, but if she continued like this, she might collapse in the important battle because she couldn't distribute her stamina well.
“Haa... Oh my...”
I want to go back.
As Simone was groaning and staring blankly into space, a small black lump with shining eyes flew towards Simone.
“Ugh! This is surprising! What is this!”
“You pathetic thing. What are you doing here?”
At that moment, Simone felt as if all the tension in her body had been released. Simone brushed the fur in her arms with a much more relaxed expression.
“Lord Geneon.”
“Stubborn. What are you planning to do with this body? Stop it and go back to the mansion. The Grand Duke is fine, but the Grand Duchess looks like she’ll come running here any minute.”
“Just absorb one more ghost.”
“...”
Literally stubborn. Geneon clicked his tongue and sat down next to Simone.
“I heard from the Crown Prince. You fought Anasis?”
“...His Highness the Crown Prince is amazing. When did he manage to get the news to Illeston Manor?”
“Of course. The Crown Prince is a deep thinker, unlike you.”
After the big incident, all the surviving students returned to their mansion, but the two guys who had been sent to the academy did not return together, so how worried must the Illeston Manor be.
As news spread that the building had collapsed and many students had died, the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess were finally about to head to the academy when a letter from the Crown Prince arrived.
Unlike the Illeston couple who were relieved to hear that both of them were safe and would soon return to the mansion, Geneon became thoughtful as soon as he saw the contents of the letter and rushed here.
Only Geneon has actually experienced the fear of Anasis. So, while others may be half-witted, Geneon is the only one who knows what it means to fight Anasis.
If she had fought Anasis, Simone's condition would have been very serious, so even so, upon hearing the news that she had remained at the Academy, he had no choice but to come running without a second thought.
Geneon raised his foreleg to Simone.
“How was it when you actually fought? Was it worth it?”
“No. I almost died. I actually died a lot. From what I’ve seen and experienced in combat...”
Simone frowned and said,
“That was cowardly.”
Now that Simone directly confronted Anasjs and fought her, Simone can clearly see how Anasis became the worst traitor who brought the Luan Empire to its destruction with her single body.
She was exceptionally strong. Her momentum alone was enough to take her breath away and freeze her heart. However, in terms of strength alone, she wasn't overwhelmingly strong.
What was scary about Anasis was not her power.
She uses cowardly and vulgar methods. To achieve her goal, she does not hesitate to sacrifice hundreds or thousands of other people's lives.
When necessary, she killed people, and when necessary, she took advantage of weaknesses and shook them up, gradually collapsing the empire.
“An enemy with overwhelming power, um... like a Demon King, for example. It’s a much more difficult opponent than those people.”
To weaken Simone's attacks, Anasis placed the students on the railing. She also placed skeletons under the dormitory to ambush the students in order to revive the Demon King.
Then, next time, Simone's precious people might be sacrificed and killed so pointlessly to use her as a vessel.
So, Simone can't help but be impatient.
Simone, who had been hesitating for a while and looking at the ground, opened her mouth in a voice that seemed calm at first glance.
“I was scared. I thought we would all die.”
“Ugh! This is surprising! What is this!”
“You pathetic thing. What are you doing here?”
At that moment, Simone felt as if all the tension in her body had been released. Simone brushed the fur in her arms with a much more relaxed expression.
“Lord Geneon.”
“Stubborn. What are you planning to do with this body? Stop it and go back to the mansion. The Grand Duke is fine, but the Grand Duchess looks like she’ll come running here any minute.”
“Just absorb one more ghost.”
“...”
Literally stubborn. Geneon clicked his tongue and sat down next to Simone.
“I heard from the Crown Prince. You fought Anasis?”
“...His Highness the Crown Prince is amazing. When did he manage to get the news to Illeston Manor?”
“Of course. The Crown Prince is a deep thinker, unlike you.”
After the big incident, all the surviving students returned to their mansion, but the two guys who had been sent to the academy did not return together, so how worried must the Illeston Manor be.
As news spread that the building had collapsed and many students had died, the Grand Duke and Grand Duchess were finally about to head to the academy when a letter from the Crown Prince arrived.
Unlike the Illeston couple who were relieved to hear that both of them were safe and would soon return to the mansion, Geneon became thoughtful as soon as he saw the contents of the letter and rushed here.
Only Geneon has actually experienced the fear of Anasis. So, while others may be half-witted, Geneon is the only one who knows what it means to fight Anasis.
If she had fought Anasis, Simone's condition would have been very serious, so even so, upon hearing the news that she had remained at the Academy, he had no choice but to come running without a second thought.
Geneon raised his foreleg to Simone.
“How was it when you actually fought? Was it worth it?”
“No. I almost died. I actually died a lot. From what I’ve seen and experienced in combat...”
Simone frowned and said,
“That was cowardly.”
Now that Simone directly confronted Anasjs and fought her, Simone can clearly see how Anasis became the worst traitor who brought the Luan Empire to its destruction with her single body.
She was exceptionally strong. Her momentum alone was enough to take her breath away and freeze her heart. However, in terms of strength alone, she wasn't overwhelmingly strong.
What was scary about Anasis was not her power.
She uses cowardly and vulgar methods. To achieve her goal, she does not hesitate to sacrifice hundreds or thousands of other people's lives.
When necessary, she killed people, and when necessary, she took advantage of weaknesses and shook them up, gradually collapsing the empire.
“An enemy with overwhelming power, um... like a Demon King, for example. It’s a much more difficult opponent than those people.”
To weaken Simone's attacks, Anasis placed the students on the railing. She also placed skeletons under the dormitory to ambush the students in order to revive the Demon King.
Then, next time, Simone's precious people might be sacrificed and killed so pointlessly to use her as a vessel.
So, Simone can't help but be impatient.
Simone, who had been hesitating for a while and looking at the ground, opened her mouth in a voice that seemed calm at first glance.
“I was scared. I thought we would all die.”
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