“I’m getting nervous again.”
Sebi peered into the open door of the classroom. His morning classes all consisted of attending major subjects, so he had to spend it with his blockmates. Their batch only had around twenty people whom Sebi seemed to be able to recognize in his inherited memories, and that felt even more worrying knowing that these people are just so few in numbers and they’re all probably already friends with each other since it’s their second year together.
All except Sebi.
“Just take it easy.” Necomir patted Sebi’s back and pushed him into the room, noisy and rowdy with the teacher still not around. A couple of people had looked over, their interest attracted when they saw the men at the door.
“It’s Necomir! He looks so handsome in person!”
“Hey, isn’t that Decebal Yan?”
“It is!”
“But why are they together…?”
They had so many questions, but not one got to Sebi, who had turned back around and smiled brightly at Necomir. He waved a hand and said, “See you later!”
The other man simply nodded before walking away.
Now that Necomir was gone, Sebi finally felt a bit of the anxiety crash into him again. He lowered his head, making himself as invisible and nonexistent as possible, and quickly chose a seat at the back, next to a woman with her attention on her lightband.
“Oh?” the woman spoke up in surprise when Sebi came.
“I-It’s fine if I take this seat, right?” Sebi softly said as he avoided her gaze, making him sound a bit gentle and easily bullied.
“Anything for my cute little Decebal!”
Sebi blinked. When he looked up, he flinched when he saw that beautiful familiar face.
“B-Bellona…” Sebi smiled awkwardly as he gingerly pulled the chair back and sat down. He felt a bit more nervous, because the way Bellona was staring at him made him feel like she was going to squish him mercilessly into goo.
“That’s good, you remember me,” she bubbly said as she reached out and casually pinched Sebi’s cheek.
It’s hard to forget about a beautiful face with eyes that made Sebi nervous.
“I didn’t know you would take up this major,” Bellona began to converse with him. “It’s good since you won’t have a hard time catching up with the second years, but I thought you’d be more into… military science.”
Sebi scratched his ear and smiled shyly as he quickly went through memories of the original Sebi being an utterly heavy tyrant, bringing his weight everywhere and proving his might like a cute little toddler general.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Sebi felt a bit more comfortable around Bellona, who he probably just judged too hard and decided that she’s just a bit quirky. She’s actually very smart and she spoke probably a semester’s worth of information, which made Sebi think that she just probably decreases in intelligence if she’s with Akhenaten.
“The professor is here,” Sebi suddenly said when he spotted the professor walking into the room. Bellona quickly shut up and straightened on her seat.
“Good morning, class. I’m Professor Park Sejoo,” the man spoke as he wrote Cultural Anthropology II: The Terrarian Transformation of Humanity on the board.
“Holy shit, he’s handsome,” Bellona swore under her breath, her eyes wide as she stared shamelessly at the man in front. She wasn’t the only one doing this, as the other women in class were worse and were practically drooling.
Sebi narrowed his eyes a bit and had to agree. Professor Park looked really handsome, with blonde pushed back hair and soft, gentle middle-aged man features. His uniform suited him very well, a simple black and white formal suit that hung well against his figure.
Sebi thought this outfit was particularly very well-made, and his mind strayed towards an image of Necomir wearing it.
He quickly blushed.
Ah… It’s better if Sebi didn’t dwell on it.
“I’ll be with you two hours during Mondays for CA II and during Wednesdays, I’ll be teaching Theory in Anthropology.”
“Just so you know, I really like beautiful faces,” Bellona whispered to Sebi. “That’s why I like you and Professor Park.”
Sebi felt goosebumps. “T-Then… do you also like Neco?”
“Hell no,” Bellona bluntly said with slight disgust in her voice. “Augustine is not cute at all, he’s like a rock. It’s dreadful looking at him.”
Now Sebi didn’t know what to feel. Bellona was such a strange person.
Cultural Anthropology II tackled humanity’s journey to the stars. Sebi would probably have a hard time keeping up if he didn’t take that one-week advance study for his supplementary lessons, especially with such a long history to the Terrarians and all the complicated events that happened in between.
“Humans before never believed in aliens. But they do enjoy it in fiction, did you know?” Bellona whispered. “Scientists recovered tons of data about fiction written by 21st-century humans. They’re all about alien porn, and humans treated these as fantasies they simply had to keep secret. Literary indecency that should be hidden in the anonymity of ancient websites. They didn’t know the truth. Now look at us in the year 4220, we’re all descendants of the Draumes.”
Sebi felt like he had learned something that he shouldn’t have. Bellona was a very dangerous oversharer.
After Professor Park’s class, they had a class with another middle-aged man named Professor Emile Cervantes. This class was Linguistic Anthropology II: Terrarian Language and Culture Studies, which was particularly both difficult and fascinating for Sebi. He was given a broader glimpse into the languages and cultures of not only the continents of Terra, but also of the other planets within the star system. It was completely different from anything Sebi learned in his past life, and this was where he really felt the outrageous disparity of this universe from his past.
By the time lunch arrived, Sebi’s hand hurt from taking down notes and his brain was buzzing because of all the information.
“Are you okay? You seem so exhausted,” Bellona laughed, patting his back in comfort upon seeing his pitiful dying position on the desk.
“I forgot how tiring learning can be,” Sebi mumbled as he continued to drape himself over his desk.
While trying to recover, Sebi received a message on his lightband. He turned from a wilting vegetable into a proud sunflower when he saw who the message was from.
Necomir: “Classes done?”
Sebi quickly typed a response: “Yes! Can I eat lunch with you?”
Necomir: “I’ll be there.”
He hadn’t even sent the reply in five minutes, but Bellona suddenly said, “Why is that big rock here?”
Sebi perked up and saw Necomir standing coolly outside of the room. He quickly dashed away, with Bellona hurriedly following after him.
When he neared the door, Sebi was surprised to see that he wasn’t alone.
“My Mimi!” Bellona cried out happily as she threw her arms around a small, petite girl with short black hair framing a cute, delicate face behind a pair of glasses. She looked like a little kitten as she tried to fight against Bellona’s affection, but to no avail.
“You haven’t met each other properly, right?” Necomir said.
“We haven’t,” Chunmi said as she freed one arm from Bellona and extended it out for a handshake. “I’m Chunmi Alvarez. I was the one who got stuck in that building, so I’m grateful that you saved me.”
Sebi smiled and shook her hand. He liked how calm Chunmi was, like a buffer for everyone who might find her friends a bit too intense.
“I’m Decebal Yan. Are you blockmates with Neco?”
Chunmi’s eyebrows flicked up upon hearing the nickname, and she tossed a side-long glance at the tall boy in a subtle show of amusement before saying, “We’re both mechatronic engineering majors so I’m forced to be with him.”
“Augustine wouldn’t even be anywhere near us outside training hours if it isn’t for his little Decebal!” Bellona teased as she nudged Necomir with her elbow.
Necomir’s face was cold, and it was obvious that he really had an intense desire to smother them. Sebi chuckled and quickly coaxed him, saying, “Let’s just go eat together, Neco.”
Like an on and off switch, Necomir threw Chunmi and Bellona daggers with his eyes before sparing Sebi a warm smile.
“Let’s go,” he said, placing an arm over his shoulders as he led him away.
“What happened to being rivals?” Bellona mused while Chunmi chuckled.
Like being electrocuted, Necomir flinched and leaned away consciously from Sebi.
“Neco and I are friends, he’s really good to me,” Sebi firmly said as he clung to Necomir, who quickly became frightened and tried to pull away.
“Stop acting so coquettish!” he said. “I’m just taking care of you for now because Headmaster Juno said so, but we’re supposed to be rivals!”
“Neco, I just need someone to eat lunch with!” Sebi pouted and looked really pitiful. “A-And be friends with! We don’t have to be rivals, you can always bully me if that’s what you’ve always wanted, I wouldn’t mind!”
Necomir pursed his lips and looked both troubled and embarrassed. Bellona and Chunmi exchanged a glance and secretly snickered at the damned rock of a teammate who was always cold and aloof towards others but was able to show such pathetic behavior in front of Sebi.
“This little rival of yours is so well-behaved and docile, don’t you feel shameless wanting to fight him all the time?” Bellona poked at Necomir, who closed his eyes and tried to calm down. “If you don’t want to be friends with Sebi, I can–”
“Okay, we’ve wasted our minutes,” Necomir said dismissively. “Let’s just go, alright? We have Ability Enhancement class by one.”
Sebi followed closely next to Necomir and chatted with him, bubbly as ever, while Chunmi and Bellona could only whisper.
“Necomir is so stupid.”
“I wonder how long this rivalry thing will last.”
“Probably won’t last long.”
Author’s Notes:
Sebi: O_O History is very… lively
Necomir: What are you talking about? Come and let’s eat
Chunmi and Bellona: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I was feeling quite productive so I was able to add two chapters to my queue in the past few days. I thought about releasing this chapter before Wednesday ahahaha
Anyway, see you on Wednesday for real!
Low-key shipping Chunmi and Bellona
You’re in the right direction 😆
Bellona: “Well, if you dont wanna be friends…”
Neco: “HALT! FOUL! No one is allowed to be friends with Sebi except me.”
Thanks for the chapter! <3
They’re both possessive and they’re not even together yet 😂
Thanks for reading!
bellona’s really cool, i love how she and akhenaten are chaos buddies but she absolutely knows her history. she finally said the line from the summary! and made neco say the line from the summary!!!!!! that was very cool how that conversation continued. the novel wasn’t exactly what i was expecting, but that’s because i didn’t comprehend the summary until much later.
bellona seems bi/pan so far which im happy abt. also sebi picturing necomir in that suit was so funny. of course he’d do that and distract himself from class. of course.
thank you for the chapter!
bellona and akhenaten have braincells when they are separate from each other
sebi… the little deary is very gay
🤣
Neco is dense and a bit tsundere huh~ hahahaha thank u for the chapter!!
Sounds like Sebi has a rival-play kink? 🤣🤣🤣
Also, I figured out why I felt you were tense switching—it’s your ‘s contractions! The ‘s contraction is present tense, e.g. “she’s” is “she is”, not “she was”, and it happened a few times in this chapter.