Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 931

Irina let out a slow breath, feeling the tension that had been weighing her down since her conversation with Ethan finally ease.

It wasn’t that everything was solved. It wasn’t that the situation was suddenly less complicated. But somehow, after talking with Astron, after hearing his steady, unshaken perspective, she felt…

Refreshed.

Like her mind wasn’t trapped in the endless cycle of frustration and uncertainty that had been annoying her all day.

She stretched her arms above her head, then—on impulse—stood up and started jumping in place, the sudden burst of movement shaking off the last remnants of that heavy, suffocating feeling.

Her lips curled into a grin as she turned to him.

"Ahhh, that feels better," she said, exhaling dramatically. Then, with an easy, genuine smile, she looked at him and said, "Thanks, Astron."

Astron simply nodded, accepting the gratitude without much reaction, but that was just how he was. He wouldn’t say anything unnecessary. He didn’t need to.

Still smiling, Irina leaned against him slightly, resting her weight against his side. It wasn’t much, just a small shift, a quiet acknowledgment that she appreciated him being here.

"In things like this," she said, voice carrying just a trace of teasing, "you’re quite manly."

Astron’s mouth twitched at that.

Irina grinned, because oh, she saw that.

"You don’t have to react," she mused, nudging him slightly. "But I saw that."

Astron exhaled slowly, as if already regretting letting that moment slip.

"…Your word choice is questionable," he said flatly.

Irina just laughed. "Hah! Just take the compliment, InfernoKnight."

Astron sighed, rubbing his temple. "Only this once."

"We’ll see about that," she smirked, still leaning on him just a little longer than necessary.

*****

The classroom was already filled with chatter and speculation by the time Eleanor entered.

The air was thick with unease.

The news had already spread—though no official announcement had been made yet, the rumors of the headmaster’s decision to suspend club activities and increase surveillance had reached the students.

Everyone expected Eleanor to clarify the situation.

What they didn’t know was just how bad it was going to get.

As soon as Eleanor stepped into the room, the murmur of conversation immediately died.

Her sharp gaze swept over the cadets as she walked toward the podium. She said nothing at first.

That alone was enough to build tension.

Julia, ever one to break the silence, muttered under her breath, "Well, that’s never a good sign."

Ethan gave her a look. "Shut up."

Eleanor set her tablet down on the desk, standing tall as she finally addressed the class.

"Listen carefully."

Her voice cut through the silence like a blade.

"This will not be a normal lecture."

The cadets straightened instinctively.

"There are new policies that have been enacted as of this morning." She didn’t soften her words. "These changes will affect everyone in this academy."

She tapped on her tablet, sending a notification to every cadet’s device.

A list of new regulations appeared on their screens.

Club activities are officially suspended indefinitely.

2. Increased surveillance will be enforced throughout the academy, including dormitory perimeters and common areas.

3. Unauthorized group gatherings of five or more will be flagged for review.

4. Additional faculty oversight will be assigned to monitor high-risk locations.

5. Disciplinary actions will be stricter for all cadets involved in altercations.

A wave of stunned silence fell over the class as they read the words on their screens.

Then—

The room erupted.

"Wait—WHAT?!"

"They’re actually shutting down the clubs?!"

"This is insane—how are we supposed to—"

"Surveillance? Are they serious?"

Julia, not one to hold back her opinions, immediately slammed her hands onto her desk. "You’ve gotta be kidding me. They’re treating us like prisoners now?"

Ethan, though less outwardly vocal, frowned deeply, his hazel eyes scanning the list again, as if hoping he had read it wrong. "They really went through with it…"

Lilia sighed, rubbing her temples. "I knew the tensions were bad, but I didn’t think they’d go this far."

Irina, who had been silent until now, finally spoke—her tone calm, but laced with quiet frustration.

"Who decided this?"

Eleanor met her gaze without hesitation. "The Headmaster."

That sent another ripple of unease through the cadets.

They had all expected some kind of action to be taken after the escalating tensions between first-years and sophomores—but this?

This was far beyond what they had imagined.

Eleanor allowed the noise for a moment before raising her hand slightly.