Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 57

Chapter 57 Chapter 15.2 - History and Arts Club

After the orientation of the History and Art Club met its end, Maya spoke to everyone with a happy tone.

"All right, everyone! That's a wrap for today's orientation!" Maya's voice carried a joyful tone as she addressed the gathered members. "I'm so glad to see so many new faces joining us on this journey of discovery."

CLAP CLAP CLAP

A round of applause and cheers erupted from the group, a clear indicator of the positive energy that had taken root during the club's inaugural meeting. It was all thanks to Maya, who was spreading energy around like a radiant sun.

Senior Maya's ability to lead and engage was evident in the way the members responded to her, and it was clear that her genuine excitement resonated with everyone present.

"Thank you all for being a part of this," She continued, her expression radiating gratitude. "For the time being, we are still working on the future arrangements, but rest assured we will hold future travels that would help with our history research."

The excitement in the air was palpable, and as Maya's words settled, I noticed the sense of camaraderie that had formed among the members.

The differences in backgrounds, experiences, and perspectives seemed to fade into the background as a shared curiosity and passion took center stage.

'Does she know that most of the people here joined this club just for the sake of free credits, I wonder?' I thought.

Even though clubs are not mandatory, attending the events that were organized by the clubs would increase one's score in the academy. It was like extra optional points that would be offered in some courses at the college.

"Anyway, we will end our orientation with this. We will meet next Saturday here again, and we will talk about how art has progressed after mana has come into our world." Senior Maya's voice held an excited tone, her eyes gleaming with anticipation for the next gathering. Her words were met with nods and smiles from the members, the promise of another engaging discussion bringing a sense of eagerness.

With her final announcement, the orientation came to a close, and the clearing was soon filled with the sounds of shuffling and laughter as the members began to disperse.

Some engaged in animated conversations, others lingered to exchange contact information, and a sense of camaraderie lingered in the air.

Most students here joined this club with their friends. Thus, the conversations flowed swiftly. There were even some freshmen who wanted to flirt with Maya.

With furtive glances and smirks, they initiated a somewhat clumsy attempt at flirtation with Maya. "Hey there, Senior Maya," one of them began, his tone slightly nervous but attempting to sound confident. "You've definitely made this club a lot more exciting."

His expression was blatantly nervous, and he had a small blush on his cheeks.

Observing this unfolding scene, I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in bemusement. 'Seriously? Are they really trying to win her over on the very first day?' The sheer audacity of their endeavor left me both astounded and slightly amused.

And it was not only me but others as well since people looked at the scene with amused expressions.

But the boy couldn't continue as he almost fainted from embarrassment. Seeing this, another boy chimed in, his words a bit more practiced, "Yeah, and we were wondering if maybe you'd want to explore the history of our hearts too." His approach was marginally smoother, but the awkwardness still lingered in his tone.

'Nah…' I winced internally, cringing at the spectacle before me. The audacity and lack of self-awareness on their part were almost painful to witness. I couldn't help but turn my gaze away, unable to bear the secondhand embarrassment any longer.

In a swift and timely move, Maya's friend Amelia intervened, stepping forward with a touch of annoyance coloring her expression. "Boys, boys," she chided mockingly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You might want to practice those pick-up lines a bit more and maybe work on your overall presentation too."

The boys blinked in surprise, clearly taken aback by the unexpected interruption. Amelia's acerbic comment seemed to momentarily stun them into silence, leaving their flattery hanging in the air like a deflated balloon.

Amelia's gaze shifted, her mocking tone now directed at me. "And if you're going to try and win a lady's heart, at least look as handsome as our gloomy friend here." Her words were laced with playful mockery, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she playfully pointed in my direction.

'What is this woman doing all of a sudden?' My eyebrows shot up in surprise at being singled out, my expression caught between bewilderment and mild irritation.

"Tch."

"Ah, now he clicked his tongue. Mr. Edgelord." Amelia spoke with an amicable smile, looking at me. For some reason, she seemed to like to tease me, which I haven't liked even a bit.

"Cough…." I cleared my throat, attempting to respond, but Amelia had already moved on, leaving behind a chorus of laughter from those who had witnessed the exchange.

Maya, on the other hand, was handling the situation with her usual grace. Ignoring Amelia's teasing and the boys' flustered reactions, she retrieved a bag of snacks from her belongings, offering it to them. "Here, have some snacks," she said, her smile still radiant. "It might help you recover from that rough start."

The boys accepted the snacks with a mixture of gratitude and residual embarrassment, their flushed cheeks earning more chuckles from the surrounding members. Maya's ability to diffuse awkward situations with charm was nothing short of impressive.

'As expected, she is a natural leader.' I thought. This girl was bright and happy-looking, but not everyone with such qualities could direct a crowd in such a manner.

If she was doing this unknowingly, she was a natural genius at managing crowds, and if she was doing this knowingly, then she was a scary monster. That was all I could say.

As the encounter came to an end, the boys eventually retreated from the scene, their confidence slightly dented. Maya refocused her attention on the members, her warmth and enthusiasm once again guiding the atmosphere as the orientation concluded.

I started packing my things up as well, but at that moment, my gaze went to the brown-haired boy who was approaching Sylvie.

THUMP

My heart started beating faster again.

'He is using his mana.' I instinctually knew that he was using his demonic energy, even though it was in a small manner.

'He also probably did this when he first came through the gathering place.' Probably the way to trigger my [Vengeful Bane] was related to the demonic energy. Since I hadn't felt any anger, neither did my heartbeat increase while we were conducting the orientation.

Observing from a distance, I watched as Mason Kent approached Sylvie. His presence exuded confidence and charisma, drawing attention effortlessly. In his outstretched hand rested a seemingly insignificant item, and his tone as he spoke to Sylvie carried a veneer of innocence, a fa?ade that was difficult to decipher.