The Author's POV

It was early in the morning, and following what was sent in the email yesterday, I made my way towards the Lock private area.

As I entered the room, the first thing I noticed was three individuals sitting at a round table.

I could instantly feel a deep and oppressive aura emanating from their body.

'Ebonie Wills, Mark Mendez, Perry Crossley...', I muttered underneath my breath as I looked at the three individuals sitting on the round table.

The three strongest students in the academy, and the heads of the three major factions in the Lock.

Calmly walking forward, I joined the small crowd of students that had gathered around them.

None of them dared to sit down with them as they just stood and watched them.

At the moment, a solemn atmosphere shrouded the room.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Tapping on the table, a burly individual with short brown hair and green eyes spoke up, disrupting the silence. His voice contained hints of annoyance.

"Let's get this over with. I don't have much time to spare for the likes of this childish gathering."

"Shut up you brute. It's because of people like you that we have to hold these kinds of discussions"

Sitting opposite to him was an elegant youth with bright blue eyes and brown hair.

A look of disgust appeared on his face as he looked at the burly man opposite to him.

"Mark, Perry, can you guys shut up for five minutes?"

Standing up was a beautiful girl with tanned skin, black eyes, and dirt blonde hair.

Glaring at Mark, who was the elegant youth, and Perry who was the burly individual, the tanned girl, Ebonie Wills, walked towards one of the TVs and picked up the remote.

'”Clink!

Turning on the TV, Ebonie pressed a couple of buttons before a large data table appeared on the TV screen.

「Rankings」 - 「Points」

Lock Academy - 986

Theodora Academy - 904

Lutwik Academy - 888

Vellon Academy - 867

SilverWing Academy - 803

Kukz Academy - 745

DeathSigil Academy – 711

Dusk of Dawn Academy - 657

Everlight Academy - 656

PridedHorses Academy - 640

Looking at the TV screen I thought, 'Those numbers seem similar to the ones I wrote in the novel...'

Though I couldn't remember the exact numbers that I wrote in the novel, I remembered that on the first day the Lock did not surpass 1,000 points.

This was a very important piece of information to take note of since it suggested that as of right now the tournament arc was progressing just as it did in the novel.

Not sure how long this would last, but for now I could more or less be able to infer a little bit of what was to come in the future.

"Let's talk about serious matters."

Putting the TV remote down, Ebonie pointed at the scoreboard projected on the TV screen.

"As you can see, as of right now we are overall in the first place."

"Indeed. But I don't think we need to hold a meeting to point this out, no?"

Perry, the burly individual, spoke up as he crossed his large arms. Ebonie nodded her head in response.

"True, but there is a problem"

"What problem?"

"...According to the data, we're slightly behind last year's first-day record."

Ebonie gravely said as she looked at everyone in the room.

last

as his eyes

it was quite apparent that he

secure 1033

responded. In response, Mark's

you're saying that we are 47 points behind

exactly it.", Ebonie nodded her head, and once pointed at the TV screen, "Furthermore, Theodora academy's score is a whole 80 points higher than their last year's score on the

It's only

as his voice

now we're first. All we have to do is continue to be first. Simple as that. I don't

spoke, his face

that he had to wake up this early in the morning

and listen

a deep breath, Ebonie tried to

shouldn't overlook this. If there is any chance that we might lose, we have to crush

in the end, you wasted our time for this

Perry abruptly stood up.

pressure exuded from his body as the students next to him

was far, I wasn't affected by his pressure. Even then, I probably wouldn't have been affected much due to

of the

"This is not nons'”"

important. You're just wasting my

Ebonie off, Perry turned around. Stretching his neck slightly, he made his

walked, everyone stepped to the side to

"Wait lis'”"

have to agree with the brute

Mark similarly stood up.

Mark out of the room. Behind

people attending the meeting left, leaving behind Ebonie and what seemed to be her followers which included the

later telling me that

room, Ebonie, shook

pricks. Why can't they

her

'...As expected'

afar, I

because of this reason that the Lock nearly ended up

Kevin's intervention, the overall winners would've been

situation was progressing exactly as

longer in control of the plot, the chances of the Lock losing

leaders although talented, could not work with each

because of their ego that the chances of

"What do you think?"

"Hm?"

shoulder. Turning

did he get

wondered as I

What do

I see

musing for a bit, I shared my honest

"You think so too?"

"...yeah"

of unity between the third years was

year, this year it became even more apparent. Portraying

game to be preparing

as I checked today's games

better get

lightly, Kevin waved and left

I managed to escape an unwanted

about the meeting it was that I didn't attract the attention of the

have to worry

***

week eventually flew by and it was now Monday. During the past week, I did what

'”Click!

of a room illuminated by bright lights, a subtle clicking sound resounded

with large thuds, multiple dummies fell on the ground as they

"Huuu..."

a deep breath, I subtly touched

"This feels weird."

get used to my rank getting suppressed. It felt as though I woke up after a few hours of sleep as my body didn't move

a couple of dummies that were coming

able to remain level-headed throughout the whole time and barely managed to

'”Beep!

fell, a beeping sound resounded across the room, and my score was displayed on

Dover; Time ➤ 2:

Smirk.

a smirk invertedly appeared on