The Devil WithInn 106 Is He Planning To Kill Me?!

"Now tell me, what is that monstrosity?!"

Inna looked at the sphere and grinned.

"Do you like it? I made it myself. Hehe."

"Obviously only you would do such a horrid thing!"

Inna's smile widened when she heard his praise.

"Why thank you. I call it my 'Homemade Stink Bomb.' It's basically using a spell to manipulate air currents into a spherical form. I tested it after seeing that dome you had in the academy. I mean, if you can bend rocks into half a sphere, why can't you do it on air, right?"

Inna presented her 'sphere' towards Solomon with pride. After calming down, he chuckled despite of himself.

He really doesn't know what to make of her. She's either too smart or too stupid to actually use a spell for such a purpose.

"And, what makes it so deadly if it's just air being compressed?"

Inna's eyes turned into slits as they glinted mischievously.

"Heh. Because it's not just air that's inside."

"Huh?"

"It's a collection of farts."

Solomon choked on his saliva as his eyes widened in disbelief.

"A WHAT?!"

Inna decided that she could probably use it later so she kept the sphere beside her before looking at Solomon with amus.e.m.e.nt in her eyes.

"Yep. Farts. My farts. I think there are about… eight different farts inside this thing."

Solomon felt faint as he slumped in his chair.

Dear heavens… why is this girl so disgustingly crazy?

He glared at Inna as he remember the varying stinks he smelled back when his face was smothered with it.

"You! Would it kill you to actually act like a normal woman?! Or at the very least, a NORMAL PERSON?! WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD TRAP THEIR FARTS IN A SPELL?!"

Inna giggled in delight after seeing his exasperated expression.

She actually did the same thing way back when she was in High school.

Whenever she farts, she cups it in her hand and 'gives' it to her seatmate.

All just to see their reactions once they realized it.

And she had to admit, among all the reactions she had for the past years, Solomon's was the funniest.

"DON'T YOU EVER DO THIS AGAIN TO ANYONE! THIS IS UNCIVILIZED AND UNCULTURED BEHAVIOR! YOU SHOUL—"

Inna had a feeling that he was going to rant and vent for a while so she decided to make herself busy.

She wanted to store her sphere in that pouch she had but when she woke up, the pouch wasn't on her belt. Then, she remembered that they had to surrender it before they were to start the battles so it must be with Favian still.

Since she had nothing else to do and she was feeling much better, she was about to ask permission to leave when she suddenly saw Solomon casting magic.

And in the next second, the 'stink bomb' she had by her side was rudely s.n.a.t.c.hed away by a ray of light.

"Hey! Thief!"

She was about to chase after it when Solomon's glare pinned her in place.

"I'll be confiscating this! Don't even think of making more of these things! No more 'homemade stink bombs'! I don't want to see something this traumatizing existing inside my academy! Do you understand?!"

Inna reluctantly nodded as she teared up inside.

My babyyyyy~

Solomon dumped the horrifying thing inside his white pouch before taking a sheet of paper out of it.

Inna glanced curiously at the paper.

"Since you've obviously failed in the Cla.s.s Change Battles, you're going to be stuck in this cla.s.s for a year before you can have another chance to change cla.s.ses again. And I already predicted you losing so I've made a schedule for you."

Solomon handed her the paper with Eridoan writings on it. Just as expected, Inna saw the weird letters s.h.i.+ft around as it translated itself to English.

"It's not strange for a Lily cla.s.s student to receive a special schedule since… well… lunatics and crazy people usually stay here. I had to give them a specific schedule where there wouldn't be much students on each cla.s.s. It's to minimize possible damage done by both the other students and them. And their corresponding schedule also caters to their current power. So, for you, since you're…. you…. I've taken into consideration your 'power', or the utter lack of it, and made a schedule for you to follow. All of them are general and basic cla.s.ses. Since you don't have any preferred profession, I've opted for the general cla.s.ses and since you're not that strong, I've added in the basic cla.s.ses as well. Now, if you were to skip any of these lessons, trust me, I will know. And if word got out to me that you skipped a cla.s.s, then say goodbye to the academy."

Inna looked at him with wide eyes.

"Wha—so if I skip one cla.s.s I get kicked out?! That's so unfair!"

"So what if it's unfair? The only solid reason you wanted to stay was to 'learn,' right? Or was I wrong about that?"

Faced by Solomon's narrowed his eyes, Inna couldn't help but reply hastily.

"Of course! Of course! I wanted to learn! Haha. I will follow this schedule like a hawk! Surely! I promise!"

Inna even made a small salute to show her sincerity.

Solomon, feeling satisfied by her reply, stood up from his chair and slowly walked out the room. But before he can leave, he turned around to talk to her one last time.

"Take care of yourself more. Don't eat too much next time. Also, take this opportunity to rest up because tomorrow will be a very… very busy day."

Inna was puzzled by the amus.e.m.e.nt behind his tone until she finally read her schedule for tomorrow.

What is this?!

Seven subjects?!

From the 6th hour to the 20th hour?!

What the f.u.c.k?!

Is he planning to kill me?!