I Have been Reincarnated As a Lazy, Arrogant Noble, but When I Destroyed The Scenario Through Effort, I Became The Most Powerful With Extraordinary Magical Power - 242

Chapter 242: Alan the Commoner’s Lazy Day

I wake up.

The first thing I see is the ceiling, looming closer.

Under the bunk bed.

This is the room I share with Duke. I could move to a private room, but I refuse and stay here.

The Noblesse Magic Academy is surprisingly plain, but this place makes me feel at ease.

I’ve heard that Weiss’ room is incredibly luxurious.

I’d like to see it, but I haven’t gone, fearing I might get jealous.

I should probably fix this competitive side of mine.

At that moment, Duke drops down from above.

With a thud, as usual, he yawns and starts doing push-ups.

“Uooooooh! Good morning, Alan!”

I ask him why he does that right after waking up, and he says it’s because it helps him shake off the sleepiness.

It seems logical, but also not so much.

Once he finishes his routine, he talks to me.

“So, what do you want to eat?”

“Sorry as always…”

“Don’t worry about it. Let me check the menu for today.”

“Thanks.”

Duke checks the Noblesse cafeteria’s menu, which is posted on a wooden board.

The way he checks by pointing is a little cute.

Just then, Shari knocks on the half-open door and enters.

“Good morning! You two are up early today.”

“It’s because of that thing…”

“That’s tough, huh, Alan?”

As she says that, Shari happily approaches us.

She looks completely like a mischievous girl, and I do my best to intimidate her with my voice.

“Shari, stop! Stop it!”

“Hehe, hehehe, I wonder what this feels like~”

Shari then touches my shoulder as I lie in bed.

In an instant, I scream in pain.

“Ugh…”

“I see, seems like it’s really bad.”

“You already knew, didn’t you…”

“This is an important check-up. I’m using magic to check it properly.”

“…Is that really true?”

“But you worked hard, didn’t you? Weiss even praised you for once.”

“Really?”

“Shari’s right. He had a look in his eyes like ‘not bad.’ But I don’t know for sure!”

Duke laughs heartily, and Shari smiles.

Seeing this familiar scene, my tense body relaxes a little.

After the exam, my body had paid a huge price.

The pain, of course, and the inability to use magic—this is always the case—but I could hardly move.

I could drag myself around the room, but I didn’t have the energy to go to the cafeteria.

I could borrow a wheelchair, but since my hands don’t move, I wouldn’t be able to do anything, so I ended up resting in my room.

The more I overuse my abilities, the longer the lazy recovery period becomes, but Eva’s “hand” had the strongest aftereffects I’ve experienced.

It’s powerful, but if I’m not careful, I might suddenly lose the ability to use magic during a fight.

I’m not saying I should avoid using it entirely, but I might want to refrain from overusing it during class.

“I’ll go grab the daily special for takeout—wait, Shari, what’s that bento!? Could it be, did you make it yourself!?”

“I could’ve had it made at the cafeteria, but I wanted to make it myself. It’s a change of pace for me, too. After all, I got hit earlier… Anyway, Alan, open wide.”

“Wha… what!?”

“Just kidding. I cut it small and added sticks to it, so you can just pick them up and eat. That much should be fine, right?”

“Surprised me… Thanks.”

Looking to the side, I see Duke enviously putting his finger in his mouth.

I wonder if he regresses to childhood when he uses magic?

“Here, yours is this.”

“Whoa, no way, Shari!? Are you sure? Two!?”

“You idiot. One of those is mine. Let’s all eat together.”

“Alright! Leave the drinks to me!”

“Okay, okay, I’ll count on you.”

How fortunate I am.

Although I was born a commoner, I’m being taken care of by them, who were born into nobility.

I know discrimination is wrong, but sometimes I feel guilty since I’m not in their position.

But they understand. People are equals, and where you’re born doesn’t matter.

They really are the best friends.

“This meat is delicious.”

“Right? They gave me some really good stuff. Noblesse here provides ingredients for cooking, which is nice.”

“Yum! Maybe I’ll make something too! Muscle curry!”

“Does that mean you’re going to put yourself in a big pot?”

“Actually, that sounds good! My broth—ow!? Why are you hitting me, Shari!?”

“Don’t say stuff that makes people lose their appetite during meals.”

“Haha… Oh, laughing hurts my stomach…”

After finishing our meal, I got sleepy and took a nap.

Today is a holiday, but if there are any classes, I’ll be given extra lessons later to make up for them.

When I wake up in the late afternoon, Shari and Duke are both gone.

They’re probably spending time on their own.

As I space out for a bit, someone knocks on the door again.

“Yo, Alan, you alright?”

“Professor Darius, what’s up?”

“I just came to check on you. Don’t push yourself. If anything’s wrong, let me know.”

“…Thank you. Actually, I’d like to ask you something.”

“What is it?”

“What’s Neil-senpai and Priscilla-senpai doing?”

“…They haven’t come by. They probably have their own things going on, but for now, rest.”

“…Understood.”

“Also…”

“Yes?”

“That was a good match. You’ve gotten stronger.”

“…Thank you.”

I’ve really met a great teacher.

Lying down like this, I reflect on everything that’s happened so far.

Though it’s lazy, I don’t mind it since I can sort my thoughts.

Then, just then, someone speaks to me again.

I’m surprised and try to sit up, but my head bumps into something.

“Are you okay!?”

“S-sorry!?—Oh, Cynthia-san?”

She smiles gently, as always, showing that warm smile of hers.

This is her first time coming here.

…Why is that?

“I just came to check on you. How’s your body doing?”

“Ah, thank you. I might need to rest tomorrow too.”

The fact that my reaction is known among my classmates is no surprise.

Since it was caused by imitation, some people resent me, but there are many kind people like her as well.

At that moment, she hands me a melon juice.

“…Huh?”

“It’s from Weiss.”

“…What do you mean?”

“Hehe, he bought a ton of it. So much that it didn’t fit in the shelves.”

“Huh? But why give it to me?”

“He said, ‘If there’s any left, give it to that lazy fool.’ Oh, sorry… I should have worded that more carefully.”

Hearing that, I laughed.

He always says he never changes, but I can feel he’s changing, little by little.

He probably wouldn’t admit it himself, but I can sense it.

“No, I actually like the way he said it. Tell him I’ll enjoy it.”

“Okay, I’ll let him know. Well then, goodbye, Alan.”

“Hmm?”

“As for Weiss… please take care of him.”

“…Me?”

“Yes. He seems to think you’re a little special. Hehe, this is a secret, alright? Goodbye.”

“Oh, see you later.”

Special, special, huh…

It’s both nice and a bit scary.

He’s probably on my list of people I want to punch too.

Thinking that, I take a sip of the melon juice.

“Mmm, delicious…”

Cecil-san seems to be looking into the slave mark for me.

By tomorrow evening, I’ll probably be able to move my body a bit.

Lying in bed, I remember that moment…

—“Alan, don’t tell anyone about me. It’s also for defeating the Demon King.”

Weiss, or rather, someone who isn’t really Weiss.

…Who could he be?

So incredibly strong, overflowing with confidence to the point it made me shiver.

But he was cool.

I want to be like him.

…Weiss, let’s keep doing our best together.

So we won’t lose to anyone… no one at all.