A silent atmosphere surrounded the scene momentarily as the young man, Kizuki didn’t show any movement at the spot where he landed.

“……….”

Then—

“Oi, hot-headed girl! How dare you use your magic—blew me away from that kind of height! You almost got me killed!”

“…Eeeeehhh—?! …Phew…”

Two of the girls surprised in unison and felt relieved that Kizuki was ‘fine’, especially the fiery red-haired girl. The endpoint of his fall was the academy’s bushes. There, Kizuki lay spread-eagle on the fine green bedding.

“Ouch… Geez, that brat!” Kizuki murmured discontentedly.

“Good for you! I’ll be in trouble if you’re in another world!” All of a sudden, the fiery red-haired girl jeered.

“Hey, you think this is some kind of another world anime genre, hot-headed girl?!”

“I hope you’re not an otaku freak—and stop calling me ‘hot-headed girl’, pervert!”

“You’re the one who should stop branding me ‘pervert’!” shouted Kizuki, “and yes, I’m an otaku freak! You’ve got problem with that?!”

Others that witnessed this unfortunate event kept the gossiping going; they seemed—interested with this commotion going on.

“Like I care if you are! Anyway, since you are all right—you better get up! Check your watch—you might don’t wanna be late for your class.”

The two girls then make their moves, started with the fiery red-haired girl, and followed by Yuki, trailing her—heading to their classroom, leaving Kizuki alone down there.

“…Eh? Late? Damn it! I’m totally gonna be late!” Kizuki realized as he took a glance at his watch.

08:27 a.m. The homeroom period will be started at any minute.

Ugh, that little…! I’ll deal with her later!

Kizuki then, hurriedly got up on his feet out of the bushes, swishing off the leaves—twigs that were all over his shirt and his trousers. He was still unsatisfied—complaining; run a mile, again—heading to his class that was located on the ninth floor.