Reborn as an Extra Chapter 6 First Event

Once the initial day passed, our routine lessons began along with a standard training schedule, and things unfolded smoothly for everyone—except for one fellow, the protagonist himself.

It appeared that from day one, he had irked the class bullies, turning into their main victim for relentless harassment by the entire pack.

'They pummel him every day like administering a fixed dosage of some brutal remedy. Even I feel the urge to join in with a couple of kicks, but alas, my own training keeps me occupied.'

Over the subsequent four months, the pattern held steady. Each morning, after several hours of practice, I made it to classes punctually, followed by meditation sessions post-lessons to boost my mana reserves, and then more intense training deep into the night.

In the realm of this story, expanding your mana capacity without bounds is possible solely via meditation, but caution is key—you must avoid overloading your body with excess mana that could cause it to explode. Your physique needs sufficient strength to contain the matching volume of mana.

Throughout those four months, I substantially boosted my mana levels. While my rank and abilities advanced too, the pace had eased into a consistent, reliable progression. Still, this balanced development outshines rapid gains marred by numerous weaknesses in the foundation.

By now, in these four months, I had fully acclimated to academy existence, and my soul had completely integrated with this form. All recollections from the original Rio now flooded my mind. It emerged that this boy possessed a family up until age ten, but a demon assault on his village razed the entire settlement, sparking a massive slaughter remembered as the Drift City Massacre.

Rio numbered among the scant survivors of that tragedy. Buried beneath rubble and knocked out, he evaded the demons' notice; afterward, rescuers pulled him free and placed him in an orphanage, where he honed his skills and fortuitously earned a spot here.

'I can't fathom how my soul ended up in this vessel, yet it seems less like a full replacement and more like a fusion of essences—his will shattered while mine preserved its clarity.'

Regardless, with this body now in my grasp, I intend to make the most of it. First, let's review the outcomes from my four months of diligent effort.

<Status>

[Name: Rio Flash]

[Class: Swordsman]

[Rank: D+ ] [Max Rank Potential: No limit(X)]

[HP: 1200/1200] [MP: 800/800]

[STR: 50/100] [SPE: 45/100] [AGI: 43/ 100] [DEF: 50/100] [INT: 41/100]

[Talent: Limitless(X), Sword Aptitude(X)]

[Techniques: Basic Swordsmanship(D+), Elemental Sword Art(D+ )]

[Skills: Body Strengthening(D), Lightening Sword(D)]

[Evaluation: You are an absolute anomaly; your growth rate is terrifying and you have unlimited potential!]

"Both my strength and defense have hit the key threshold at 50; further gains await until I reach rank B."

Alright, class time approaches. This marks the moment the protagonist acquires his cheat ability. Per the novel's tale, Fade lingered at G- rank in magic until the system arrived, and it would demand considerable time for him to grow potent enough to challenge me.

Fade's sole edge lies in his system's renowned appraisal skill, which not only evaluates others but also aids his exams by revealing accurate solutions.

'That's genuinely a cheat tool; fortunately, he can't appraise anyone far superior in rank to him. Still, post these mid-terms, I need to devise a method to shield myself from his appraisal—I won't let him uncover my hidden aspects.'

Thirty minutes later, Rio sat in his spot, anticipating Anna's mid-term declaration. True to form, she revealed it right before the session concluded:

"As everyone knows, the moment has arrived to demonstrate your progress from the recent months. Mid-term exams commence in one week—prepare accordingly."

With that, she departed the room. Normally, the students would follow suit, yet today the announcement ignited chaos within the group:

"Oh no! I focused entirely on training and skipped all the learning!"

"Darn it! I got lost in the academy's lavish quarters and just lounged about—what now?!"

"Well, you're a fool then; do you really want to drop below that scum Fade in rankings?"

"No way, even without cracking a book, I can score decently on the physical trials—unlike that scum, I've got real power."

Various reactions erupted: some students moped, others hurled profanities, and a few measured themselves against Fade. The protagonist himself wore a mask of deep gloom, utter hopelessness etched across his features.

Abruptly, Fade fell into a trance, his gaze fixed on empty space ahead.

'Here it comes—the spectacle begins!' (Rio)

Minutes ticked by in his stupor until clarity returned to Fade's eyes, ignited by a fresh spark of assurance. A broad smile spread across his face, soon erupting into wild, manic laughter:

"HAHAHAHAHAHA...HAHAHA....FINALLY!!!...HAHAHAH!!!!" (Fade)

"W-what the hell, has stress driven him insane?!"

"Hey! Seems this trash's brain has finally cracked."

"Shut your mouth, you worthless jerk! Laugh once more, and I'll smash you!"

In an instant, several bullies launched into him right there in class, pummeling before the whole assembly.

'Having snagged a cheat doesn't mean you flaunt it so blatantly; that's bound to spell trouble.' (Rio)

The majority of students, much like Rio, turned a blind eye to the savage assault, unwilling to entangle themselves. For months, these thugs had targeted Fade without cease, and the class perpetually overlooked it.

Yet, inevitably, opposition to the bullying would arise—as it did right then:

"Stop it, all of you! Or I'll thrash you just as you're thrashing him!" (Kira, the heroine)

At her words, the bullies halted, pondered briefly, and then withdrew. But Fade lay battered and bruised, already out cold.

"You there, take him to the healer's office." (Kira)

'True to the lead heroine, her justice burns fierce.' (Rio)