Keti confidently smiled at her opponent, feeling that she had already gained the upper hand in terms of reason.
After all, she had indeed arrived first, and she had also submitted her reservation.
No matter how unreasonable this Ebert might be, he couldn’t possibly overturn these two points and accuse her of making trouble for no reason!
Therefore, if this guy had any manners, he shouldn’t keep fighting her over this.
After all, what meaning would it have if he continued? If things really got out of hand, he wouldn’t have any justification on his side…
However—
The silver-haired beautiful girl never imagined that this official teacher in front of her had a theory of his own.
After listening to the girl’s words, not only did his face not show a hint of apology, he even wore an even more disdainful expression. At a glance, it was clear he hadn’t taken Keti’s protest seriously at all.
“Let’s put aside what you said for the moment, Miss Keti. Oh… I’m sorry, but in my opinion, an assistant instructor cannot be called a teacher, so I can only address you as Miss Keti.”
“You’ve made a fatal mistake, thinking that ‘first come, first served’ is just a matter of the order in which someone walks into this room!”
“Uh… Huh?!”
Keti was almost losing her composure. What the heck was this guy saying? How could he just ignore the two very important reasons she’d just stated?
This wasn’t just shameless—his face was thicker than a city wall!
And… that provocative way of addressing her, plus this inexplicable statement, made Keti almost lose all patience to listen to this man speak.
If ‘first come, first served’ isn’t about the order you walk in, then what is it?
“I really can’t understand what you’re saying. Shouldn’t a teacher’s ability to communicate be better than this? Fine, explain it to me then—what exactly does ‘first come, first served’ mean?”
“Don’t tell me, Mr. Ebert, you think ‘first come, first served’ means the last person to enter the room is the first one here?! Heh…”
“I’m sorry, but I also think someone who can’t even understand such a simple phrase isn’t fit to be called a teacher, so I can only call you Mr. Ebert.”
A beautiful counterattack!
Layla, watching from the side, rested her face on her hand and smiled with satisfaction. Ah… our little Keti is just too clever!
The attack was so sharp, yet without a single rude word, and she even returned the opponent’s mockery word for word. This is really…
So cool~–!
The purple-haired jellyfish-head big sister couldn’t help but start fangirling at the side, but Ebert certainly wasn’t happy at all.
After being mocked by the silver-haired beauty, he sneered twice, shook his head, and then clapped his hands and laughed:
“What a fierce little kitten, hahaha… But, Miss Keti, you’d better think again about how you want to address me. But I’ll tell you this—don’t be so impatient, can’t you listen to my explanation of what ‘first come, first served’ really means? Ahahaha…”
“No matter what nonsense you spout, we arrived first, that’s what ‘first come, first served’ means! Didn’t your mother teach you such a simple principle?!”
Seeing the argument about to reach a boiling point, the purple-haired jellyfish-head big sister suddenly turned around worriedly and, sounding flustered, pestered the elf girl:
“Uu… What should we do, Sylvia-chan? Even though it’s like this… I don’t think I ever specifically taught Ker about these kinds of things… Is Ker being too stubborn right now…?”
No… Wait, huh?!
Sylvia felt a little dizzy herself, and even regretted telling that woman she’d bring Layla to the academy too.
It would have been better if she came alone, at least she wouldn’t have to experience this feeling of exasperation every day…
Sigh, but there was nothing she could do about it. After all, it was Layla who suggested coming to the academy, so out of fairness, she had to bring her along—otherwise it would seem like she was stealing her idea.
But, but—
“You can’t really think of yourself as Keti’s mom, can you?! A maternal girlfriend is just a maternal girlfriend—can you stop hypnotizing yourself! I’m going to end up saying stuff like this to my own mother-in-law one day!”
“Uu… Oh, oh… I—I see, I’ll restrain myself, ahem…”
After hearing the eye-patch girl’s words, Layla immediately quieted down.
Sylvia wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, not knowing whether it was her reasoning that finally convinced this woman, or if it was that last sentence that frightened this motherly… fanatic.
Anyway, what was happening on Keti’s side was still more important!
“Is that really so? Didn’t I just say it? ‘First come, first served’ doesn’t always mean the order in which you walk through the door. On the contrary, that’s a trivial matter. What’s truly important… is the class ranking! Heh…”
Ebert wore a smug, confident smile and narrowed his eyes as he spoke:
“Miss Keti, do you know why your class is Class 25, and that male homeroom teacher is unwilling to take the class, instead letting someone like you take his place, while my class is Class 3, with me, one of the best official teachers in the entire grade, as the homeroom teacher?”
“Class 3 and Class 25 may seem like just different numbers, but in reality… they mark a huge gulf between us!”
“Tch—!”
Keti instantly understood what this guy was trying to say. So, Class 3 was an elite class. No wonder he was so arrogant.
“Looks like you get it! The five students behind me are all the elites of the elite, the very best of this year’s students. You could even say they’re the future’s top talents.”
“I’ve always trained them with the goal of joining the Magic Tower right after graduation! Heh, that’s right—within a few years, they’ll be able to accomplish things you still haven’t done!”
Ebert seemed to get more and more excited as he went on, firing off another mocking remark at Keti, and then, with a confident smile, he began to question her:
“Don’t you think, Miss Keti, that they deserve better training resources? Surely the academy would prefer to give students with such outstanding magical talent the best conditions and the highest platform, right?”
“And as for your students, pfft… forgive me for being blunt, but those three boys don’t seem special at all. And why did you even bring two assistant instructors? Hah, you can’t even field a full team of five—what right do you have to train here?!”
Uh… cough cough
Should she call it lucky or unlucky—Layla and Sylvia had both been mistaken for assistant instructors from the very start. Well, they certainly didn’t look like first-year students, that much was clear…
“In short, there’s simply no need for ordinary class trash to receive any training at all! Hah, you’re not actually hoping those mediocre kids can beat our elite geniuses at the freshman competition, are you?”
“What a joke… Be sensible and don’t fight the more talented and promising children for resources. That’s the real meaning of ‘first come, first served’!”