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“What is this? Aren’t you going to do that ‘Nani?!’?”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden…?”

“It’s exactly what I said.”

You’re already dead.

I said it like that, but I wouldn’t actually die.

Well, if the toilet loses its mind and no one helps, then I would really die.

“Luke… don’t you have anything else to say?”

“Now that I’ve come to say something, it’s super annoying to explain, you know?”

If I tell you, you’ll just ask what it means or when it’s going to come out.

It’s obvious I’ll get bombarded with questions, and I came to provide information, not to answer questions, so my enthusiasm suddenly drops.

And where’s the means to convey information as short and intense as what I just said?

If I just say, ‘You’re already dead,’ you should take care of yourself.

Even though it won’t happen.

“Waah. I’m baby Luke. Can someone explain for me~?”

“……”

Luna, even if you make that ridiculous face, I know deep down you’ll end up doing it.

I sat down, hugged Yui, and handed her a snack.

That way, Yui would probably sit still for a while. I rested my chin on her head to use it as a chin rest.

Yui’s height is just right for a chin rest, so I’ve been using it often lately.

I watched the conversation between them in that state.

“Riche, did you hear the next practice is changing to Survival?”

“…No? Isn’t there still quite a bit of time until the next practice?”

See? It’s already a multi-level situation. This makes explaining cumbersome.

Starting with Survival, I have to explain about the demons, and also about that demon they’ve been searching for their entire lives?

I could end up getting just questions for at least three hours.

“According to the academic schedule, yes, but the Dean has changed the order. In three days, it’ll be a deserted island survival.”

“I was sure the deserted island survival was supposed to be in the second semester…”

In fact, what Luna’s telling is information that no one else knows, a tremendous piece of high-level intel.

The fact that Riche doesn’t know means the information hasn’t spread through the professors or the Dean that the practice has been moved up.

Then Riche just earned time to prepare for Survival more than others right now.

Even this fact is unknown to the transmigrated toilet. How could it know that the schedule changed suddenly? I wouldn’t have known either if Lucia hadn’t come and told me.

The only ones privy to this information are the people here, the professors, and Lucia.

So Luna is just giving away high-level information for free right now.

“Then… I guess I have to prepare for the Survival in three days.”

“Oh, wait a moment, I still have other information.”

“Huh? Still more?”

“This is the most important part, but…”

Before giving the last piece of information, Luna glanced over at me as if seeking permission.

So, I shrugged my shoulders and told her to do as she pleased.

As long as it’s not a hassle for me to explain, I don’t care whether she says it or not.

“Riche, during Survival, the demons and the specific type of demon called a Min will be appearing, as Luke mentioned.”

“…Again?”

Now that kind of reaction seems to be ordinary.

Demons, which were originally objects of fear, elicit that kind of exhausted response now.

“And that demon is Hex.”

“…Huh?”

Riche seemed to shake with her shoulders, understanding the truth of this world. She should be in a timing to ignite her sense of revenge, but instead, she appeared to tremble.

Saying ‘you can’t win’ implies defeat, and defeat means death.

After all, Riche had her arm broken by Hex last time.

“I only heard what Luke told me. I don’t know beyond that.”

Isn’t it funny? The information provider is right in front of her, yet she’s borrowing someone else’s mouth to explain.

Moreover, it’s not even complete information; it’s half-baked.

“That, that information… can you tell me more…?”

“I just told you everything. What more should I tell you?”

Just as I said. Hex shows up during Survival.

I’ve heard people say communication is necessary to live, but…

I guess this is why people end up not communicating.

“It’s annoying.”

I could scold her for finding talking annoying, but it really does happen sometimes.

There are times when even talking feels tedious and times when you’re hungry but find eating annoying.

This is exactly one of those times.

“Then how about a hint…?”

“Blood Moon, Magical Power Exhaustion, Arthur.”

Key core words. If you think well, you could infer what might happen next.

“Arthur again…”

Riche made a face that could make the toilet feel sad if it saw it. That face clearly showing she doesn’t want to get involved at all.

Hey, it’s still your future boyfriend; you should at least try to act like you like him!

These kids these days really lack effort, tsk tsk.

“Anyway, I’m going to go rest now.”

Having said all I had to, I aimed to lounge around a bit more and headed back to the lodging.

I received Riche’s gratitude from behind as she said thank you.

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Three days later.

We gathered in front of the teleportation magic circle, including the other professors and all the students participating in today’s deserted island survival.

“First, we will check your bags.”

As Lucia declared, the professors moved in unison to inspect the students’ bags.

For reference, the fact that the next practice was changing to deserted island survival was announced precisely one day before the practice.

One of the scoring criteria for Survival is survival ability itself, and if they were told in advance and brought massive amounts of food, it would undermine the purpose of the practice by allowing them to simply set up camp and enjoy themselves. So they got rid of excess food.

The second reason for the bag inspection is to prevent magical tools or artifacts.

They could bring some absurdly cheating artifacts and slack off during the practice, so they had to inspect their bags in advance.

Artifacts are not something you can easily obtain, but most of the kids here come from wealthy families. There’s no surprise if those kids have artifacts from somewhere.

After setting aside the food brought, there was still a bundle and several magical tools and artifacts.

“Before explaining the rules of Survival, I’ll hand these out to you.”

Lucia handed out a short firework to all the students.

“If you find yourself in a state of incapacitation or in a dangerous situation during the Survival, shoot this off. The professors will come to assist you right away.”

I’ll say this again; I won’t be helping when the firework goes off.

Someone else will go instead.

“Now, I’ll explain the rules of Survival.”

The rules of Survival are as simple and clear as the name suggests.

Survive on a deserted island for five days. Aside from anything you have brought, everything else must be self-sufficient.

And that self-sufficiency includes piracy among students.

If you defeat any monsters you encounter, you can submit proof at the end of Survival for extra points.

Making teams is free, and there’s no limit on numbers.

“We’ll fire three fireworks on the last day to signal the end of the Survival. All students should return to the place with the magic circle.”

I guarantee you won’t see the three fireworks firing off at the same time; you’ll probably see them go off one after another, like usual.

“Now, everyone, please step onto the magic circle.”

This teleportation magic circle was my first time seeing it in this world. Whether it’s only used during Survival or not, the magic circle is enormous.

All the first-year students followed Lucia’s command and stood atop the massive magic circle.

“You will be teleported to a random location on the island. The Survival starts immediately after teleportation, so you should move right away.”

Lucia checked her watch and, at the perfect moment, activated the teleportation magic circle.

I’ve mentioned this before, but teleportation as a means of transport is ridiculously expensive.

The reason is that it requires a lot of magical power to operate, so it seems that a mage of Lucia’s calibre can handle the magical power alone.

Afterwards, a dazzling blue light shone from the magic circle, and in the blink of an eye, the students who were on the magic circle disappeared completely.

“Oh…”

As I clapped in wonder at the sight before me.

“Professors, I’ll give you this.”

Lucia approached us and handed out something that looked like a bracelet to the professors, including us.

“This is an Invisibility Magical Tool. As I mentioned before, while you’re using this, please protect the students and take care of B-Rank or higher monsters.”

Aren’t magical tools expensive? Can you just hand these out so freely? It seems I could sneak one out after it’s all over.

Having such thoughts, Lucia caught on to my expression and replied succinctly.

“There are various types of magical tools. This one only conceals your body, but it can’t mask your scent, presence, or footsteps, so it’s alright.”

“Is it not expensive?”

“Well… it might be considered expensive by ordinary people, but by noble standards, it’s on the cheaper side, I guess? It’s a bit ambiguous.”

Okay, I got it. Reception complete.

‘At this point, it’s practically asking you to take it for free, isn’t it?’

After all, once the Survival ends, there’ll be such chaos that no one will even think about collecting it back. I ended up with a nice tool in my hands.

“Now, professors, please step onto the magic circle as well.”

We stepped onto the magic circle along with the other professors.

And as Lucia stepped on last and activated the magic circle, the blue light glowed and engulfed us.

I reflexively closed my eyes at the dazzling light, and when I opened them again, I had already arrived on the deserted island.

Thus began the final event that would occur while I was at the Academy.

The deserted island Survival.

 

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