The Academy is Doomed

Chapter 51

Late afternoon.

Amon was lost in deep thought after finishing his history class.

‘…This won’t do.’

As Marion had said, once he took on the role of the academic affairs director, he would undoubtedly be swamped with endless tasks.

Right now, with no other teachers at the academy and few students, it was no problem that his words, as a mere ordinary teacher, were listened to.

‘But once the academy revives and grows in size, it’s only a matter of time before the hierarchy becomes important. With others watching, I won’t be able to easily dismiss nonsense like I do now.’

Eventually, he might have to just ‘do as he’s told’!

Worries that spiraled out of control plunged Amon into deeper contemplation.

‘What should I do? How can I get out of this crisis?’

He liked the title of academic affairs director.

But now that he had taken a closer look, the title was covered in dirt!

‘…The title itself is innocent. Then shouldn’t I wipe away the dirt?’

Having made up his mind, Amon got up and immediately headed to the principal’s office.

“Professor Amon…no, Director Amon. What brings you here?”

Amon looked at the principal who greeted him with a beaming smile and opened his mouth.

“Principal.”

“Yes, please go on.”

“If I become the academic affairs director, wouldn’t I be writing the drafts of most of the principal and vice principal’s work?”

“Well… that would be the case, wouldn’t it? Of course, we would write the larger issues separately, but Amon would be in charge of conceiving the relatively lighter issues and trivial matters. The position of academic affairs director is such a laborious one…”

Suddenly stopping, the principal covered her mouth and was startled.

“Co, could it be that you’re…refusing the position of academic affairs director…?”

“No, no! That’s not it.”

“Phew…that’s a relief. As I said, Professor Amon is the only suitable person.”

“…That’s true.”

It would be better to leave the position vacant than to assign it to the lazy Sloth or Marion who was always drunk.

The principal stared intently at ‘Amon’, the perfect fit for the position of academic affairs director, and said.

“Hmm, anyway, I’m glad it’s not a refusal. So, what brings you here?”

Nodding, Amon brought up his business.

“Once I receive my teaching certificate, shouldn’t I immediately start working as the academic affairs director?”

“That’s right?”

“The problem is, I’m worried whether I, who have only been doing the work of an ordinary teacher, will be able to immediately perform the duties of an academic affairs director. So, what I’m saying is…”

Amon’s eyes flashed as he said.

“I would like to try performing the duties of the academic affairs director in advance for the sake of efficiency. That way, I will be able to work more efficiently when I officially take up the position of academic affairs director.”

“Oh, Professor Amon! No, Director Amon!”

Grasping both hands in excitement, the principal even teared up.

“How dedicated are you to the academy? You’re already preparing to do your best in your position… That attitude, it’s truly an example for all teachers! You’re amazing!”

The pinnacle of emotion that a principal could feel!

Amon smiled modestly at the praise flying towards him.

“Ha ha, no. Isn’t it only natural for the sake of the academy?”

“How could you!”

“Anyway, what do you think of my idea?”

“On the contrary, I’m the one who wants to ask you! But for Director Amon to suggest this first…”

Overwhelmed with emotion, the principal flapped her ears.

“Hmm, then without further ado, can I take a look at what kind of work is scheduled first? I might need to supplement or modify the work.”

“Ah, yes! Of course! But there probably won’t be anything to touch.”

“I see.”

Amon smiled wryly as he looked at the file the principal handed him.

‘Huhu, as expected, there will probably be something like a snail race.’

Then he immediately planned to give the principal a taste of his ‘Amon-style backhand to the crown’.

‘I’m invincible now. I’m an ordinary teacher, but my work authority is temporary but that of an academic affairs director. I’m truly perfect.’

Hitting the principal as an academic affairs director and hitting the principal as an ordinary teacher are worlds apart!

If an ordinary teacher hits the principal, most people would react with, ‘That guy is crazy, he’s completely out of his mind.’ However, if an academic affairs director hits the principal, it’s a sign of ‘rebellion’!

‘Huhu, it might be difficult to overlook a hit from an academic affairs director, but a hit from an ordinary teacher can be overlooked as a joke.’

No!

It can’t be overlooked, even for an ordinary teacher! It mustn’t be overlooked!

However, Amon was so focused on maintaining the title he would use that his eyes were bloodshot.

‘If I properly discipline her before officially performing the duties of the academic affairs director, I won’t have any trouble later, will I? I’m a genius after all!’

Amon, who had plastered gold on his own face, glanced at the file.

‘Well then, let’s take a look.’

He prepared to swing his backhand at any moment and opened the file.

And the rows of letters that came into view!

[Request for maintenance of official residence]

[Additional request for magic books and ordering of teaching materials]

[Procedures for reopening the library]

[Distribution of flyers for new student enrollment and recruitment of new teachers]

Amon tilted his head.

‘…What is this? Why is it so normal?’

All the issues currently needed by the academy were included in the file.

Quickly looking at the principal, Amon closed his eyes tightly and spoke.

“Ah, Principal…”

“Yes? Why the sudden long face?”

“I was so moved! You were doing your job properly!”

“…Yes?”

Who would have thought that instead of just having a snail race and accidents on her mind, she had been looking at tasks for the academy without realizing it!

‘The elf seems different.’

Overwhelmed with emotion, Amon closed the file and returned it to the principal.

“As you said, Principal, there’s nothing to touch separately.”

“Right?”

The principal, who had smiled brightly, suddenly made a serious expression and said.

“More than that, setting aside my work…”

“…Yes?”

“Isn’t there a bigger problem?”

At those words, Amon’s face hardened.

“You mean the vice principal’s work.”

“…Yes. Right now, since the academy is small, I’m handling all the work, but I can’t keep doing this forever. Eventually, later on, I’ll take care of the big tasks, and you, as the vice principal and academic affairs director, will be fully responsible for the lighter issues.”

“….”

“You can probably guess what the vice principal is trying to do.”

“…I can.”

It would probably be full of tasks related to putting things in her mouth.

The principal continued.

“Because I’m taking care of all the work right now, I’ve been rejecting the vice principal’s work every time, but that will be difficult when you become the academic affairs director. It’s because a regular organizational framework will be established with the creation of the academic affairs director.”

Amon groaned and said.

“…To summarize, from then on, the principal will only be in charge of big tasks due to the division of work, so you won’t be able to get involved in tasks that can be finished at the level of the vice principal.”

“That’s right.”

In the end, the principal would suggest ‘the direction and path the academy should take’, and below that, the vice principal and academic affairs director would completely solve the ‘trivial matters of the academy’.

Come to think of it, Marion had said this earlier too.

‘Hmm… If I had to compare, the position of academic affairs director you’ll take on could be said to be like a non-commissioned officer in the military.’

‘…Yes?’

‘The principal would be a general or officer.’

‘As expected of a former war mage. You use military analogies.’

At the time, it was an analogy that didn’t resonate, but after hearing the principal’s detailed explanation, it was more or less understandable.

“Now I understand why they say the position of academic affairs director is laborious.”

“Th, that’s right? So… are you going to quit?”

“Of course not.”

Amon smiled brightly and nodded.

“I have to try hard. No, I have to do well.”

“…Ah!”

“And to do well…”

Amon slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the vice principal’s office and said.

“I’ll have to kick the vice principal.”

Late in the evening.

Brestle, a dark elf who was, as she said, a ‘night owl’, came down to the dining room late when everyone else had finished eating.

“Yawwwwwn…”

Brestle went to the chef and said.

“The usual, please.”

“Yes! Vice Principal!”

The chef was an extreme pro-vice principal party member.

It was only natural, as it was Brestle who had actively advocated for the chef’s recruitment.

Moreover, she insisted on maintaining the highest quality equipment and ingredients for the dining room, so the chef had no choice but to be loyal.

A short time later a mountain of food was piled up in front of the vice principal’s seat, enough for several men to feast on.

Looking at the mountain of food, Brestle muttered.

“Phew, dieting is hard after all…”

By Brestle’s standards, this was a small meal!

“But I can’t help it. I’ve been gaining weight lately…”

Just as Brestle took a large spoonful of pilaf from a huge bowl with a spoon almost as big as a shovel, a voice suddenly came from behind.

“Vice Principal.”

Brestle’s ears flapped vigorously at the sudden voice.

She seemed startled to be suddenly spoken to, despite her expressionless face.

Anyway, Brestle said bluntly without turning around.

“…It’s Professor Amon.”

“Ha ha, how have you been?”

“Nothing much. It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”

“That’s right.”

Indeed, they hadn’t seen each other recently.

After finishing his history class in the afternoon, Amon would lock himself in his room and immerse himself in studying for his teaching certificate, and Brestle, being a night owl, would wander around after the sun went down, so they simply didn’t have the opportunity to meet.

“So what’s up?”

“Well, nothing much…”

Amon smiled and said.

“I’ll be taking on the duties of the academic affairs director soon.”

“…Gulp, is that so?”

Amon’s eyes narrowed at the unexpectedly bland reaction.

‘Is there something bothering her?’

Amon casually said.

“Yes, so I would like to take a look at the progress of your work in advance to get a better understanding of my duties… is that okay?”

“Hmm…”

Brestle swallowed the pilaf she had been chewing and said.

“There’s nothing wrong with that. After all, we’ll have to share our opinions in the future.”

“Um.”

“Anyway, I understand. Please wait until I finish eating. Or you can go to the vice principal’s office and do other things.”

Amon smiled wryly.

“No, I’ll wait.”

“Well, do as you please.”

Brestle nodded as if she understood.

“Oh, but right now, there’s almost no ongoing work, so I’m not sure if it will help you learn your duties. You should keep that in mind.”

Three hours later, in the vice principal’s office.

Brestle was lying unconscious, having been hit on the head by Amon’s backhand.

Amon was weeping while holding a stack of work documents almost as thick as an encyclopedia.

[Support for the King Wyvern Extermination Squad]

[Purpose of the request – King Wyvern’s oil (very good for use in stir-fried dishes)]

There was already a secret project underway, hidden from the principal’s eyes.