The Demon Saint is Missing, so I Ran to Another World

Class 4-1 (Side Chapter)

***Class 4-1's classroom***

The Academy's 'premiere' section, and the class where Chersea's elite among the elites had been gathered. Though the school year had just been a few weeks old, it already gained a reputation among the faculty and the non-teaching staff that the students in this section were no pushovers. Well, though Kuro—in his capacity as the headmaster—had been enforcing 'equal treatment' within the grounds of the Academy, there were still 'unofficial discrimination' from the other teachers...they view the members of Class 4-1 as the 'best and the brightest', thus they were considerably lenient to them.

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It was a peculiar arrangement. All the students hailing from that section came from powerful and influential ancient noble families from around Chersea, and as was Lady Noir Usarved's case, from Cherflammen. However, one of their teachers was the newly-created noble with a commoner background, the Lord Kuro of Arles. As such, in the first days of classes, he had been a target of bullying—though he may be the hero that saved Chersea before, the noble kids won't easily accept a commoner into their ranks.

"Sir!"

"Yes, Mister Rattenburg? You know the answer to the question?"

"May I go to the lavatory?"

There were some snickers around the room as Kuro was surprised by the audacity of the Lord Rattenburg to interrupt his class. He put down his book, and said to his student, "Yes, you have my permission."

However, the Lord Rattenburg remained in his seat for a while, as another student raised his hand, "Sir!"

"Mister Gerbaum? Let me guess, you want to come with Mister Rattenburg, too?"

"Yes, Sir!"

"I'm sorry, but I cannot allow that. Only one student will be out at a time while class in ongoing, got that?"

"But Sir, I really need to go as well!" the Lord Gerbaum insisted. "Are you telling me—the heir of the Great Noble House of Gerbaum—to do his business on the floor?"

"Well, it's either that, or you'll keep your dignity as a member of your great house and patiently wait for you turn after Mister Rattenburg," Kuro grinned. "You choose, Mister Great Noble."

There was a chorus of 'oohs' after the Lord Gerbaum was rebuffed by Kuro. Defeated, the prankster noble fell silent on his seat; his face was red in embarrassment.

However, their teacher wasn't finished yet, "Mister Rattenburg, I thought you're going to the lavatory?"

"N-No, Sir, I changed my mind."

"I see. So much for interrupting my class," he then turned to the Lord Gerbaum, "Alright, mister, you want to go right? Here's your chance, before you make a smelly mess on our classroom floor."

"I...I don't want to go now, Sir..."

"Oh? I thought the noble kids are great enough to go to the lavatory alone; as it turned out, you still need your nannies to help you!" Kuro sighed in exasperation, "Such a shame, is it? So, are you still going or not?"

The Lord Gerbaum shook his head.

"Then think twice before disturbing my class next time, okay?" he winked at him.

Another round of sneers as the noble was forced to agree with his teacher.

But Kuro asked, "I'm wondering, is there anything funny?"

Complete silence. No one dared to make a sound after that.

"Correct me if I'm wrong but, are the nobles of Chersea this sick?"