Chapter 4: The Student Council President Thinks I’m a Threat to the School (Just Because I Beat a Dragon With a Banana)
“Subject 004. Janitor. Suspected combat ability: ???. Mental state: suspiciously calm. Threat level: re-evaluate.”
A girl in crisp academy uniform stood by a glowing magic monitor, her arms crossed. Her violet eyes glowed faintly with detection magic. Behind her, multiple glowing screens replayed clips of the previous duel.
Banana. Slip. Boom.
“…This doesn’t make sense,” she muttered. “Even dragons don’t trip that easily.”
Her name was Selena Frostveil — Student Council President, top of all written exams, dual caster of ice and psychic magic, and the only person who actually read the academy’s entire rulebook voluntarily.
She did not like unexplained variables.
Especially not ones with absurdly perfect faces and relaxed shoulders who walked around sweeping hallways like they owned the place.
Meanwhile, in the Library…
Zephyr was fixing a jammed bookshelf. He had dismantled the enchanted sliding rail and was halfway through repairing it with basic enchantment chalk and a screwdriver.
“Let’s see… if I just redirect the mana line here—”
BANG!
The door slammed open.
A gust of wind blew his papers everywhere.
Selena Frostveil entered, hair shining like frost under sunlight, cape billowing dramatically even though there was no wind inside.
“…You.”
Zephyr blinked. “Can I help you?”
“I am here to conduct an official investigation.”
“…Into books?”
“Into you.”
Zephyr sighed.
“Ma’am, I’m just a janitor.”
“That’s what worries me.”
10 Minutes Later…
Selena had Zephyr seated across from her at a conjured table in the middle of the library.
She was already taking notes.
“Name?”
“Zephyr.”
“Occupation?”
“…Janitor.”
“Magic class?”
“None registered.”
“Combat experience?”
“Do household pests count?”
She squinted. “Is it true you defeated Drakynia Flameheart in a duel?”
“She slipped.”
“…On your weapon of choice?”
“…A banana peel.”
She stared at him like he was the final boss of a strategy game with no known counters.
And Then It Happened.
A stack of books teetered behind her — about to fall.
Zephyr casually reached over and caught them with one hand while sipping his tea.
Didn’t even look.
Didn’t even stop talking.
Selena’s pen froze.
“…How elegant. Effortless. Dangerous.”
He stood, handed her a book, and gave the most disarming smile he didn’t know he had.
“Here. Be careful with the corners.”
Selena’s ears turned red.
“I… I must continue observing you. Closely. Daily. Up close.”
Zephyr blinked. “Wait what—?”
“For the safety of the academy.”
She adjusted her glasses with shaky fingers.
“…And possibly... other reasons.”
Elsewhere…
In a bush nearby, Drakynia and Arwen were spying.
“Another one falls,” Arwen whispered grimly.
“We must act quickly,” Drakynia hissed. “Before the ice queen locks him down.”
“…Are we… forming a war alliance?” Arwen asked.
“…Temporary. Until he chooses.”
The wind rustled.
The war of affection had officially begun.
End of Chapter 4.
What’s next:
Chapter 5: A transfer student claims Zephyr is the Hero of Prophecy, throwing everything into chaos.
More girls begin to get involved (some against their will).
Zephyr just wants to nap, but now he’s on a wanted poster.
What do you think?
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