One day suddenly some gates appeared in the world and simultaneously people obtain magic. There were different types of magic healing, buff, elemental, physic etc. The economy is runed by magic and the loot from dungeons.
Excel Bruke has Vector Mag...
Teacher : So students. Today we have a transfer student. Miss Sumireko please come in.
The door opens a girl with blue hair and black eyes entered the room. Excel was sleeping. He was mentally tired due to the previous night's raid.
Sumireko: Hello everyone. My name is Sanshokuin Sumireko. I am 16 years old. It's nice to meet you all. But you can call me Pansy.
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Boy: (screaming) Hell yeah. A beauty.
Excel :(mind) What the hell is this commotion!
He raises his head to see to Pansy. She looks at him. Her face was shinning. She went towards him.
Pansy : I am finally able to meet you.
Excel : Who the hell are you?
Boy : Oii weakest it's not a way to treat a girl.
Pansy: (mind) Weakest.
Pansy : Thanks for saving me that other day. I was really scared.
Excel : Wait who the hell are you? I don't remember you.
Pansy : (depressed) I see.
Teacher : Miss Sumireko please take the empty seat behind you.
Pansy : Yes teacher.
She sat besides Excel. Like any other class Excel was slaking off. Pansy once in while looked at Excel. She was really sad that her prince doesn't remember her. But what could she do it was Excel's daily routine to beat up some punks.
During lunch break Excel was sleeping on the terrace with a can of cold black coffee and a bun. He was still trying to come up with other ways to defeat people who can bypass his vector reflection.
He came up with two conditions that can cancel his reflection. First was some kind of magic that can cancel magic itself and second was large amount of magic energy.
But even with his brain he could come up with some thing. The bell rang. It was time for him to go. On his way back he crashed into Pansy.
Pansy : Umm. Excel don't you remember me.
Excel : I told you I'm don't remember you. Why are you stuck onto something like that. Just move on. It's your life, live however you want.
He starts moving to his classroom.
Pansy : Wait. Even if you don't remember me. Please accept my thanks at least.
Excel : Tsk. Whatever.
The next two classes were very normal. Pansy was approached by many girls. Excel picks his bag up and moves to the student council room.
