'So sleepy...' Mikan yawned as she stood now at the school grounds.
The qualifying exams would be taking place at 6 in the morning. However, the place was a large maneuvering ground, where even the military could train. Now, all students of each year have already gathered in there, as these involved every student.
The examination always lasts a week, giving an opportunity to every student to have their individual abilities evaluated while they fight each other.
"All of you! It is absolutely prohibited for you to lose to anyone outside of your own class, got it?!" The teacher, Aiuchi Saia, exclaimed, getting worked up since the morning. "Our class is the most elite, so within this week, we have to prove it!"
With a dull expression, Mikan surveyed her surroundings and noticed Guren who stood isolated from the class. On the other hand, Shinya seemed distant to him. It was such an unusual sight that it made her wonder if something happened yesterday after she left. Usually, she would find the white-haired male near Guren.
'...Not that it matters to me anyways.'
The first match already began, so Mikan walked closer to get a better view.
It was a match that involved a girl from her class and a guy from Class 1-2. They were struggling against each one's power and the end of the match was yet to be seen. The matches involved the use of perfect formal combat.
The rules that set the conditions for victory were:
1. The referee declares who has won overall.
2. The referee determines who has higher abilities.
3. If you end up killing your opponent, you would be marked down.
But that was all there was to it. Since these were the only rules, everyone was free to use any magic or weapon against their opponent.
Even if they kill someone, they won't be expelled from school nor be questioned for their crime. Moreover, the police will not be informed about it.
This school was that kind of place—an utter foreign ground.
The so-called Gods, namely Hīragis, took control over everything, so they made this place a kind of a classified country within Japan.
To make sure there won't be any casualties, every examination had a referee, which were assigned to five teachers.
"The winner is Sugiyama Midori from First year, Class 9." The referee called out the name of the girl in the same class as her. Sugiyama had thrown the guy of Class 2 to the ground and held a knife to his neck.
"Alriiiiiight!!!" The homeroom teacher cheered, pumping her fist in the air. At the same time, the students also seemed to be more enthusiastic.
"The next student after Sugiyama-san, please proceed!" The referee spoke up and the next person stepped forward.
As it is, today Class 1-2 will be against Class 1-9.
'...That reminds me, Rei was in Class 1-2.' Mikan looked at the other side of the stadium, expecting to find the grey-haired female in the crowd.
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