The Genius and Calamity of the Villainous Noble: A Brilliant Prodigy Unaware of Their Reincarnation as the Game's Antagonist Defies the Scenario and Dominates with Talent and Hard Work - Chapter 2.20

When we arrived at the training grounds, we found that many noble children were already there, chatting and laughing amongst themselves.

“W-We need to get to the edge of the field quickly…!”

Susia, clearly nervous, hurriedly made her way toward the outskirts of the training area.

Watching her react this way, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy.

The stark contrast in social status between nobles and commoners was painfully obvious in moments like these.

Feeling somewhat conflicted, I followed behind her.

“Hm?”

As I walked, someone passed by me, and for a brief moment, I felt something—something special.

Without thinking, I stopped in my tracks and turned around.

What I saw was a boy, looking slightly troubled as a girl playfully teased him.

He didn’t seem to notice me at all as he continued walking alongside her.

“What are you doing!?”

Susia, noticing that I had stopped, whispered urgently, scolding me in a hushed but sharp voice.

“Ah, sorry.”

I quickly muttered an apology and resumed following her.

…Who was that just now?

I had no recollection of him.

Which meant he wasn’t a successor to any noble house, nor was he a duke’s child—just an unknown figure.

And yet…

There was something undeniably special about him.

It was hard to put into words, but my instincts told me, without a doubt, that he possessed some extraordinary quality.

A boy like that, completely unknown?

Perhaps, as the head of a ducal household, I should arrange a meeting with him sometime.

“Ugh… There are too many people.”

Back in the present, Susia groaned as she huddled in the farthest corner of the training grounds, clearly intimidated by the large gathering of noble children.

“Are you even going to be able to take this class like this?”

“I’d bet money on her not being able to.”

“Same. I’d put my money on not happening too.”

“That’s so mean! And wait, that’s not even a bet if you’re both on the same side!”

“Hmm? You’re part of the bet, Susia.”

“Exactly. No issues here. The bet stands.”

“Don’t just involve me without asking! And if that’s the case, then I’d bet against myself too!”

“…Aren’t you sad just admitting that?”

“Of course I am!”