The classroom emptied fast once the bell rang. Everyone was eager to go out and celebrate the high grades they’d received for the first time. Although it was nothing compared to what the students from the other classes received, this was the first time they’d gotten something good in a long time.
So it was still worth celebrating.
Aisha weighed whether she should pretend not to hear him, but her classmates had already turned to her with curiosity and pity. She didn’t need to see their expression to find out what they were thinking.
She could leave now and keep avoiding their new instructor, but how long can she do that? What if he kept on trying to speak to her and it happened in front of more people?
Inhaling deeply, Aisha resigned to her fate and turned around.
Sabel glanced between Aisha and the instructor standing at the front, and said, "We’ll wait for you outside the classroom."
Aisha shook her head, urging them to leave. "No need. You go on ahead."
Sabel didn’t move right away. She hesitated about leaving Aisha alone with an instructor who had just come to the academy with an unknown background. Although he made everyone in their class happy by giving them a good evaluation grade, she didn’t trust him.
But Vesper reached back through the door and yanked her by the collar.
"Come on, she’s not five. Let’s go."
"But—"
Sabel still looked reluctant, but Kane shook his head at her. Vesper dragged them out until their voices faded down the corridor.
Then the room was empty, save for the two of them.
Aisha stood near the aisle, keeping her expression blank. She waited for Zeke to speak first.
He didn’t quickly open his mouth to speak. He walked back to the center of the platform, rested one hand against the edge of his desk, and studied her for a moment before he finally asked, "What do you think of your performance today?"
Aisha blinked, slightly confused by his question. She’d expected him to ask something about last night or Nykos.
She replied, "I know I did worse than most of the class."
She let a touch of resignation into her voice, glancing briefly at the door before meeting his eyes again. Was this how Irene did it? "You must have heard already, Instructor. I’ve been demoted to this class because of my status."
Zeke recalled the student information the Academy had sent him when he was chosen to be their temporary combat instructor. Among them, there were several students they wanted him to take special notice of. Most of them were students from Class 1 - S. He knew what the Academy hoped to achieve by giving him that note.
They were talents the Imperial Star Academy thought the Guide-Sentinel Association might want to scout.
Zeke was not interested and never recommended anyone to the Association. Thus, he briefly skimmed it.
But after last night, especially learning that one of the students in the Academy was somehow involved with Nykos, he pulled the student information that he had thrown at the back of his mind.
It was Aisha Novalis, a D-rank guide with a low purification rate of 29 percent.
The first time he read her student information, he couldn’t deny that he was surprised. It didn’t quite match what he thought would be someone who could make Nykos, a notorious and dangerous wanted criminal, interested in her.
And that was why he appeared in her class.
He made a specific request to teach Class 7-D even with the opposition of the Academy Principal, Lucas Gin.
A convincing answer to his curiosity must come from Aisha herself.
"Do you really think so?"
Aisha didn’t respond, staring at him, before she heard him continue.
"But I don’t. I think you’re hiding your real strength."
Aisha felt her breath hitch for a second. Calming her beating heart, she told him, "Instructor, that’s a strange thing to accuse a student of. Do you think I’m lying about my rank?"
Zeke didn’t nod or shake his head.


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