Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56 Chapter 15.1 - History and Arts Club

Inside the forest of the Arcadia Hunter Academy on Saturday, I walked alone, making my way to the meeting place sent by the History and Arts Guild (Club).

Not many people were still present since today was the weekend, and most students had lost their drive to study after their initial excitement left them.

Looking at the leaves the signs of the approaching winter could be seen on the leaves of the forest.

RUSTLE RUSTLE

As I felt the sounds of footsteps coming behind me, I slightly turned my gaze towards there only to see a certain familiar person there.

'Sylvie.'

Well, since she didn't approach me, I didn't approach her either as I simply walked to the gathering place, and after three minutes of walk, I reached there.

After approximately three minutes of walking, I arrived at the appointed location. The clearing before me was surrounded by trees, offering a serene and natural setting.

The area was spacious enough to accommodate a group comfortably, and a makeshift arrangement of logs and rocks served as seating. The ground was covered with a carpet of fallen leaves, creating a rustling underfoot as I moved.

Rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the leaves above, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor.

The ambiance was calm and tranquil, a stark contrast to the bustling energy of the Academy's main campus. I took a moment to appreciate the serenity before me.

But just at that moment, I heard an exciting voice coming before me.

"Ah, you are here!"

Turning towards the source of the voice, I found myself facing a shade of purple-colored silky hair and excited blue eyes. Her bright and enthusiastic smile was infectious, as was her exuberant tone.

"Senior Maya," I greeted with a nod, acknowledging her presence.

She approached with a spirited skip in her step, a sense of eagerness filling the air. "You are the first one to arrive." She spoke with a small smile. "Guess what? I brought snacks! You've got to try them!" Her enthusiasm was hard to ignore.

Before I could react, she extended a bag of snacks toward me, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Come on, don't be shy! You're going to love these. Just take one."

"I don't want to," I answered the same as before. This time the smell coming from the snacks somehow made me uncomfortable.

She didn't wait for my refusal to sink in, her excitement not waning in the slightest. "Oh, come on! Don't be such a stick in the mud. One won't hurt."

"I don't want to."

"Come on, just take it."

"No."

"Hey. Listen to this senior once. I guarantee you will love it".

Seeing that resistance was futile against her infectious energy, I gave in with a sigh and accepted the bag of snacks. "Just one, then."

A triumphant grin lit up Maya's face. "I knew you'd give in, Mister Gloomy Edge lord! Enjoy!"

Just as I was beginning to munch on the snack, another presence caught Maya's attention. It was a presence that was trying to hide, but Maya and I were able to feel her since she was not particularly good at it.

Her gaze shifted, and a warm smile greeted the newcomer. "Sylvie! You're here too!" Maya's voice practically sang with delight. Sylvie, who had just arrived, offered a small wave.

FLINCH

"G-good Morning, Senior Maya."

I could see Sylvie flinching behind the tree as she stuttered.

"You're just in time! Have some snacks!" Maya's enthusiasm didn't waver as she extended the bag of snacks toward Sylvie. Sylvie hesitated, looking at Maya with a horrified expression, but in the end, she couldn't do much about it.

"I-I will get one then." I didn't know why she was behaving like that, but it was probably because of Maya's overbearing excitement.

Seeing them like that, I made my way back to a small tree and leaned on them, grabbed the book from my bracelet, and started reading it.

I was not in the mood to talk with others, especially with Maya, who was too bright for my liking.

As I leaned against the tree, opening the book from my bracelet, a sense of calm settled over me. The rustling leaves above, and the distant sounds of the forest created a serene atmosphere. I was eager to lose myself in the world of words and knowledge, hoping to find solace in the pages before me.

However, my tranquility was abruptly shattered by Maya's energetic presence. It was as if she materialized out of thin air, her enthusiasm palpable even before she spoke.

"Junior!" Maya's voice rang out, full of cheer and exuberance. I reluctantly tore my gaze from the book, facing her with mild irritation.

"What?" I replied, my tone cool and detached. I wasn't in the mood for small talk or Maya's overwhelming energy.

Looking at back, I could see Sylvie looking at me with a squinting gaze, but she also looked relieved.

Maya plopped down next to me, her bright blue eyes wide with curiosity. "What are you reading?" She leaned in, seemingly uninterested in personal space.

"Just a book," I answered tersely, hoping she'd take the hint and move along.

She leaned in closer, undeterred by personal space. "Come on, Junior, give me something more exciting than that!"

From the way she behaved, I was getting really irritated. This woman basically always intruded on my space, making me uncomfortable.

Just as I was about to fend her off suddenly she stood up.

"Ah, Amelia is here." And left immediately, leaving me alone.

'I am saved.' I thought. Right now, I am seriously considering my decision to join this club. But looking at the blonde girl throwing gazes at me, I once again remembered why I was there and turned my attention to the book.

As the forest clearing retained its serene atmosphere, the members of the History and Arts Club began to trickle in, each adding their own presence to the gathering. The tranquil ambiance was gradually enlivened by the chatter and laughter of the arriving students.

One after another, unfamiliar faces joined the group – mostly freshmen like me, their features brimming with curiosity and excitement. Slowly, the senior members also made their appearance, adding their familiarity and experience to the mix.

And then, my gaze fell on one individual who I knew had a significant role in my presence here.

A boy, his countenance a blend of striking handsomeness and an ever-present, amiable smile, entered the scene. His presence radiated a sense of ease and approachability, qualities that undoubtedly made him a natural leader among the club members.