Holy Idol [EN]: Chapter 506

◈ 506. Who Is the Most Difficult?

The moment I pondered the criteria for a model student, the temporary class president uttered another absurd and contrived line.

“Wow, you’re a model student. So, at least fifteen people must think you’re a model student, right?”

Rembrary looked at the temporary class president in surprise. Fifteen people seemed like a lot.

“Wait a minute, temporary class president.”

“Yeah? What’s up?”

“How many people are in the class?”

“Thirty.”

He needed to be considered a model student by more than half the class. Ardor.

Rembrary stared at Ardor in shock.

Even if they scraped together all their companions and strong-armed four people into claiming Ardor was a model student, wouldn’t Ardor have to directly receive a model student evaluation from 11 people?

“Easy.”

But Ardor said with a nonchalant smile.

“Easy?”

“Of course, High Priest. I just have to follow the rules, right? I’m good at things when I need to be.”

Rembrary was about to say that was impossible, but then he remembered that Ardor had initially been at a temple in the world where Lumena was.

He had managed to adapt and get along well enough.

Besides, after coming to Earth, hadn’t he started his own store and lived well?

‘Right. He might do well when the situation calls for it.’

Rembrary smiled in relief, and Warion, watching Rembrary and Ardor through the crystal ball, chuckled.

‘I’ll never let you off easy.’

But Rembrary, unaware of what Warion was plotting beyond the crystal ball, had no choice but to believe that Ardor in front of him would play the role of a model student well.

In fact, the moment he thought that it might be very easy as he said.

“Don’t block the way. No manners.”

Someone walked by and smacked Ardor on the back of the head.

And before Rembrary could react, Ardor grabbed the guy and slammed him down.

“!”

With a loud bang, the student with bad hands rolled over the desk, and the noisy classroom fell silent at once.

Rembrary’s eyes widened.

“Ardor!”

“Sorry, High Priest. My will is that of a model student, but my nerve cells don’t seem to be yet.”

Rembrary, who was about to tell him to be careful, was impressed when he saw the letters floating above the temporary class president’s head at that moment.

The letters ‘Ardor = Delinquent’ had appeared above the temporary class president’s head, where there had been nothing before.

Rembrary looked around at the students.

All the students watching the situation had ‘Ardor = Delinquent’ floating above their heads.

Since there was nothing about Rembrary, it seemed that an evaluation was given when Ardor’s existence was recognized.

“It seems like you need more than fifteen of those, Ardor.”

“High Priest.”

“What is it?”

“There are letters above your head too, High Priest.”

“Huh? What does it say?”

“It says, ‘If it doesn’t work out, I should just leave Ardor behind.'”

“!”

Rembrary was surprised and waved his hand above his head.

“That can’t be.”

“High Priest…….”

“No, I’m really not thinking that.”

Just then, a voice of relief was heard from behind, “You were here.”

Turning around, he saw Hwasa and Woo Yeon-woo standing there.

“How did you two come together?”

“There were arrows on the floor. I followed them and met him on the stairs.”

Rembrary looked above Hwasa and Woo Yeon-woo’s heads.

Above Hwasa’s head was written ‘Kill Arrrr,’ and above Woo Yeon-woo’s head was written ‘That bastard shot me before.’

Rembrary felt sad.

“Ardor, it’s hard for us to think of you as a model student because we know your true nature, so it would be faster to get a model student evaluation from these students here.”

Hwasa, who didn’t know the rules yet, asked, bewildered.

“What are you talking about?”

Before Rembrary could explain, the temporary class president, who was still nearby, handed name tags to the two of them.

“Here.”

Given to Hwasa was a name tag that said ‘Disciplinary Committee Member,’ and given to Woo Yeon-woo was a name tag that said ‘Soon to be Class President.’

“What is this?”

Before Rembrary could answer, the temporary class president recited the contrived rules again.

“Wow, you’re a disciplinary committee member. So, you’ll catch about six students who are late or have inappropriate attire, right?”

Hwasa quickly caught on and asked, “Rules?”

Rembrary quietly nodded because he still had to hear Woo Yeon-woo’s rules.

This time, the temporary class president looked at Woo Yeon-woo and said.

“There’s a class president election coming up soon. You must want to be class president.”

Rembrary looked above the students’ heads.

There were no additional words under ‘Ardor = Delinquent.’

“Hwasa, it seems like you just need to catch the kids and that’s it.”

“What? Why is this guy so easy? Catching people is his specialty.”

While Ardor grumbled, Woo Yeon-woo was bewildered, “I have to run for class president?”

“Is this the rule?”

But then, the temporary class president, who had been next to them the whole time without saying much, suddenly walked away and started joking around with other students, blending in normally.

“There should be one more person.”

Hwasa also muttered, finding the situation strange.

Rembrary also looked around the front and back hallways.

He thought the temporary class president would be next to them until Sajamjae came. Why did he just leave? Where did Sajamjae go?

“Did Sajamjae perhaps go to another area?”

“The group text said it was the school, though.”

“Should I call him?”

As the three were whispering, suddenly students rushed in from beyond the hallway and hurriedly entered the classroom.

“Let’s talk later.”

The group also followed in a daze and sat in empty seats, and a moment later, the front door opened and Sajamjae appeared with a stiff expression.

Sajamjae’s expression changed to bewilderment when he saw Ardor, Hwasa, and Woo Yeon-woo sitting at their desks in school uniforms, and soon a small curse escaped his lips.

* * *

“A art [sic] teacher?”

“That seems to be the setup.”

As soon as it was break time, Rembrary, Ardor, Hwasa, and Woo Yeon-woo followed Sajamjae to an empty art room.

Only after closing the door did Sajamjae tell them the story of how he got here.

“I didn’t know where to go, so I went to the faculty room, and the head of the faculty—of course, it was an illusion. The human came and asked if I was the new art teacher. When I said no, he laughed and said, ‘Haha, just kidding!’ and gave me a name tag.”

“Do teachers wear name tags?”

“It’s a dungeon, not a real school.”

Sajamjae’s name tag said ‘Mentor.’

“When I went to my desk, the goal was blatantly written on the monitor. I have to be recognized as a mentor by at least six students. Like this.”

Rembrary clicked his tongue as he looked at Ardor. Everyone else is six, why is he the only one with fifteen…….

Anyway, since they came together, they had to work together to get out of here.

“Okay. Let’s make a plan first.”

“How?”

“First of all, you don’t need to worry about me. I’m smart, so getting around 3rd place is easy.”

Woo Yeon-woo raised his eyebrows at Rembrary’s confidence.

“I don’t think so.”

“Why do you think that?”

“It’s one thing to not know many words. But you can’t speak English at all.”

“A B C D E F. I memorized a little.”

As Rembrary smiled contentedly, Ardor was shocked in his heart.

“Oh my god, you are so smart, High Priest!”

Woo Yeon-woo left Ardor, who couldn’t communicate, alone and looked back and forth between Hwasa and Sajamjae, seeking agreement.

“Right?”

“That’s right. I thought Ardor was the problem. The variable was over there.”

Sajamjae agreed.

However, Hwasa denied it nonchalantly.

“You can learn what you don’t know. The test is taken by memorizing, so it doesn’t matter. I think the problem is Woo Yeon-woo.”

“What? Why me? Are you saying I’m not good enough to be class president?”

As Woo Yeon-woo got angry, Hwasa shook his head.

“No. That’s not it… It’s just that the standard is the most ambiguous.”

“What are you talking about?”

Rembrary and Ardor also stopped talking and watched Hwasa.

Hwasa crossed his arms with a serious face.

“Think about it. Rembrary’s standard is the clearest. Arrrr [sic] also has a lot of fifteen numbers, but it’s easy to maintain a model student image. Once you get the image, it’s easy to make the entire class think you’re a model student, not just fifteen people. I just have to crack down on latecomers and inappropriate attire in the classroom. In some ways, it’s the easiest. Sajamjae is not a homeroom teacher, but a art [sic] teacher. If you draw well and treat the kids well, it won’t be difficult to impress six people. It doesn’t necessarily mean you have to impress them in our class. But….”

Woo Yeon-woo flinched at Hwasa’s pitiful gaze.

“What. I just need the kids to vote well.”

“That side has an ambiguous standard. You know it too. A student who studies well becomes the class president, and a popular student becomes the class president. Where is the standard for class president?”

“!”

Woo Yeon-woo’s expression turned pale. If he couldn’t become the class president, he couldn’t escape from here.

If he couldn’t escape from here, in the worst case, Rembrary’s group could be sealed together when they destroyed the pillar.

“T, then what should I do?”

At that time, Sajamjae carefully raised his hand and said with a troubled expression.

“I can’t draw either.”

* * *

“Hahaha! This time, I will never let you out just like that!”

Warion chuckled as he watched all this.

They didn’t know, but it was Warion who gave them the name tags. He deliberately gave them things they wouldn’t be able to do.

“This time, I’ll have to make a wish to the Demon King, High Priest.”

Warion, smiling faintly, smirked and entered the principal’s office.

* * *

The group couldn’t stay any longer because the bell rang and scattered.

The only one who didn’t have to run at the sound of the bell was Sajamjae, who was in charge of the art teacher role.

Rembrary followed the other students into the classroom and carefully examined the desk.

Just like the school uniform appeared on its own, stationery, textbooks, and bags also appeared on their own.

‘What happens if I take a class?’

Is there a dormitory, or does the day just pass on its own?

He was puzzled, but since he couldn’t know right away, Rembrary first spread out his school supplies and chose the most handsome-looking mechanical pencil.

Then, after laying out the textbooks, he scanned the contents one by one—

“Hey, transfer student!”

He got caught by the teacher.

When Rembrary raised his head and looked up, the teacher with glaring eyes shouted angrily.

“What are you doing in class right now!”

“I chose a pretty mechanical pencil.”

“Why are all the textbooks laid out in front of you like that! Are you protesting right now?”

“No, I was choosing a textbook.”

The teacher didn’t like Rembrary, and his face turned red, and he slammed the desk.

“Are you kidding me right now? Choosing a textbook? Are you going to open a science book during math class?!”

“I’m not good at math.”

“Then open the math textbook!”

“But I don’t like science either—”

“Open the math textbook!”

“I can memorize all the prayers.”

“Get out!”

School wasn’t easy. Rembrary sighed and packed his bag, and in the end, he heard another scolding from the teacher.

“Are you resisting right now?! Leave your bag and get out! Just get out!”

“Then I can’t take the class?”

“Ugh! What is that!”

As the teacher screamed, Woo Yeon-woo hurriedly took Rembrary outside.

As Rembrary was puzzled, Woo Yeon-woo’s face darkened and asked.

“Have you never been to school? Even if it’s another world, you should know basic etiquette. Did you come to fight with the teacher? Why are you picking a fight?”

“There were academies in our world too. I didn’t go, but I know the rules.”

“Then do that!”

“Our world’s academy is a survival—”

“What kind of world is that?!”

“Should I take you there?”

“No!”

Woo Yeon-woo, who was disgusted, quickly fanned himself and muttered, shaking off his dejected appearance from when he first came in.

“It’s a relief that you’re not the model student.”

“But Yeon-woo. When I think about it, I’m not confident in math either.”

Woo Yeon-woo covered his head and crouched down.

“Ah…… what should I do.”