Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 242 I guess you've already finished washing
On the first floor of the banquet hall, a scene of carnage seemed to be unfolding.

Three young girls were arguing fiercely, their faces contorted with anger. Miriam, surrounded by them, sometimes wore a mocking smile, sometimes looked utterly dejected.

He did try to dissuade them, but after things reached a certain point, the reasons the girls were arguing became basically irrelevant to him.

"There was absolutely no intellectual depth in this scene."

Rita made this assessment, and Ritas wholeheartedly agreed.

"He's simultaneously involved with multiple women and bringing these scandalous affairs to public. Earls must be quite troubled by having such a student."

Rita continued speaking, while Ritas frowned slightly.

"Ms. Rita, while I agree that such emotional disputes shouldn't be staged in public, may I ask why you're placing all the blame for this whole farce on that male student?"

Upon hearing Ritas's question, Rita, who had turned her gaze away from below, didn't initially pay much attention, treating it as just another discussion of the same questions as before.

"Because he was wearing the academy uniform. Wearing a uniform to a banquet of this caliber indicates that he doesn't have a proper understanding of what this banquet is about. In contrast, even if his behavior and the noise he made were inappropriate, those female students were at least dressed to attend this banquet."

Rita stated this logically and with evidence.

"However, for trainees, the uniform is the best formal attire. Therefore, trainees should not be criticized for wearing their uniforms, regardless of the occasion."

Ritas said with a serious expression.

Rita wasn't annoyed by Ritas's seemingly sophistical words; she simply thought about it for a moment and then nodded in agreement with Ritas's statement.

"Indeed, we shouldn't focus on clothing. However, even setting that aside, and even outside of public places, flaunting oneself with several female companions is not exactly polite."

"That's true."

After a slight pause, Ritas said.

The reason he paused was that he almost said something like, "Bringing only three female seniors is already quite restrained for him."

After calming himself down, Ritas decided to continue filling out the questionnaire.

The atmosphere in the room, which had become somewhat strange due to a guy who came to the banquet hall with three female students in uniforms and seemed to have gotten lost, began to return to normal.

But as if not giving Ritas a chance to catch his breath, another burst of noise came over.

"Hey! Isn't that Miss Olijar floating outside?" "It looks like...oh my god! Miss Olijar is on fire!!!"

Instantly, the Latras family staff in the banquet hall were in complete chaos, some clutching their heads and others screaming.

“What on earth happened today? If I remember correctly, Miss Olihar Latras is one of the heirs of the Latras family. How could she be burning in the air outside the manor? Was she attacked? It was just a social banquet. Can't the Latras Manor even host such an event properly? Ah, I really miss the days when the 'Oasis' restaurant was still around.”

Unlike Ritas, Rita was clearly responsible for some of the work involved in organizing this dinner party within the Gabriellevitt family. Therefore, seeing her efforts being affected, Rita couldn't help but shake her head and complain.

"Hmm, perhaps it's a rather unique performance? I've heard that Miss Olihar has a rather eccentric personality."

For some reason, Ritas felt he should say something for Olihar, and met Rita's questioning gaze.

Ritas then quickly coughed lightly and continued,

"However, I also think the 'Oasis' restaurant is better."

Let the Latras family figure out their own problem children; he already has enough headaches on his end.

Although Ritas vaguely noticed that the flames on Olihar's body seemed somewhat blue, it must have been an illusion.
Since most people in the banquet hall were focused on Olihar's "Burning in the Air" performance outside the window, Ritas glanced at the first floor as well, thinking that something must have happened outside and the senior students from Miriam should no longer be arguing.

As it turned out, Ritas noticed that the two girls, Rena and Aisha, whom Miriam had known since the beginning of the school, had escalated their conflict.

The two were like two bulls butting each other with their horns, their arms outstretched and their fingers interlocked in a horn-like struggle.

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But where did the other two, including Miriam, go?
Before Ritas could find any trace of Miriam, a figure caught his eye.

Noah, who also looked utterly bewildered upon seeing the blue flames, was in the same boat.

Along with some other guests, Noah leaned against the window of the banquet hall on the first floor. Perhaps because he was feeling anxious and thirsty, he casually picked up a pale yellow drink from the beverage table next to him and gulped it down.

"How could there be a child here? And he's even drinking! We need to find staff immediately; this is quite a scandal!"

Following Ritas's gaze, Rita also noticed Noah, who was burping after downing a large glass. Her expression darkened, and she was about to get up to find the staff at the Latras Manor.

"Don't worry, Ms. Rita. Despite her appearance, she is actually an adult."

"Ok?"

Faced with Ritas's reflexive explanation, Rita once again looked suspicious, as if she wanted to ask, "How do you know so much?"

Rita, believing that Ritas wouldn't fabricate such a nonsensical lie just to keep her, sat down for the time being. However, her expression was noticeably different from before.

On the first floor of the banquet hall, the situation continues to deteriorate.

A man dressed as a butler grabbed the person in charge on the first floor of the venue and unleashed an angry roar.

This butler was a servant of Prince Guerrero. Clearly, Prince Guerrero was also quite displeased with the disorganized dinner. He was urging and demanding that the staff announce the official start of the dinner.

Although Miss Olivia of the Lateras Estate was still adding warmth and brightness to the night sky outside, the staff, equally unable to withstand the pressure from Prince Grero, could only grit their teeth and proceed with the banquet.

As the lights in the hall dimmed slightly, nearly ten staff members worked together to push a huge platform onto the center dance floor of the banquet hall on the first floor.

It seems that Prince Guerrero, one of the organizers, has prepared some surprise for the guests who have graced this banquet with their presence. And he intends to officially announce the start of the banquet while revealing the surprise.

As the surrounding light dimmed and the spotlight was deliberately focused on the platform leading into the dance floor, the cloth covering it was suddenly ripped off.

Suddenly, a dazzling array of colored light, even more radiant than the light concentrated on the platform, burst forth from the center of the platform.

As the exceptionally bright light faded, all the guests saw three people—one man and two women—wearing black tailcoats and butterfly masks, standing in the spot that should have been Prince Guerrero's "surprise."

Furthermore, three musical instruments were placed around the three of them: a cello, a magic harp, and a recorder.

Amid the somewhat bewildered gazes of the guests, the three "masked musicians," under the direction of the male member, calmly sat down or picked up their instruments and began to play without any stage fright.

For a moment, melodious music filled the banquet hall.

Although the guests felt that Prince Guerrero's so-called "surprise" was just a somewhat lacking band.

But since it was a social gathering, the music meant they should start dancing.

Around the square platform, which itself served as a dance floor, guests gradually began to join in the dancing.

Aside from the orchestra's somewhat subpar playing, the banquet hall presented a rather harmonious scene.

Until a small, green figure climbed onto the platform in the center of the dance floor. Then, to the astonishment of the three musicians, it continued climbing, finally reaching the magic harp.

That was Noah, Noah, his face flushed with the effects of alcohol.

"Damn it!"

Standing at the highest point of the first floor, Noah roared down.

Her shout briefly stopped the music, but at the signal of the male musician in charge of the magic harp, the music started again.

"Those damned bastards! They wouldn't even let me make a sound!" "I sing so well! It's their honor if I want to sing!"

Noah, his tongue stiff and his words somewhat broken, shouted this amidst the music, then took a deep breath.

"I'm going to sing!"

As Noah began to sing hymns at the top of her lungs, the band members exchanged glances, shrugged, and began to play along with her.

The guests, who had stopped dancing, realized something was wrong.

As Prince Guerrero's entourage, the staff of the Latras Manor, and the musicians whose clothes and instruments had been stolen stormed into the banquet hall in a rage, the guests finally realized that the strange masked trio was not a "surprise" arranged by Prince Guerrero.

Just as the people trying to catch the troublemakers swarmed forward, a female member of the Masked Band forcefully slammed down a smoke bomb. As thick white smoke instantly filled the entire banquet hall, several figures who had been running amok on Prince Guerrero's "surprise" stage vanished without a trace.

On the second floor of the banquet hall, watching the "accident" that had occurred on the first floor, Ritas's hand, which had been supporting his forehead, slid down and unconsciously gripped his cheek tightly.

"Professor Ritas."

Rita's words made Ritas, who was curled up as if he wanted to jump straight to the first floor, reflexively straighten his back.

"That... um... Latras Manor is really awful!"

"Although this is just my guess, I believe that the cause of all this trouble is some students. Or rather, students of Ers Higher Magic Academy."

Seeing the banquet she had organized, which was intended for her blind date, now in such a mess, Rita, whose face had been ashen throughout, stared at the venue on the first floor. Her already low voice now carried a hint of malice.

"Then they wouldn't be..."

"Ooooooo!" "Aaaaaah!" "W-what's going on?!"

Another gasp came from the first floor, interrupting Rita's question.

With a sense of "when will this ever end?", she glared fiercely at Ritas, who was coming from the direction of the sound, and noticed a faint purple mist permeating a corner of the banquet hall. Within this mist, everything—guests, tables, chairs, and plates—floated in mid-air.

"I knew it!"

Ritas, instantly realizing who was behind this trouble, couldn't help but shout it out.

There are only four lively characters in the bathing seminar, and now that three of them have appeared, how could the last one be missing?
Ritas took a deep breath, quickly calming his emotions. He closed his eyes for a moment as if giving up, then softly called out.
“Baudica’s student.”

"Yes, Professor."

Almost in the blink of an eye, Boudica appeared out of thin air in the VIP room, which was almost a secret room.

Boudica's appearance seemed to frighten Rita, causing her to show an exaggerated expression of terror and lean back slightly.

Faced with this situation, Ritas deliberately stared at Rita for several seconds before turning his gaze back to his "guard".

"Could you please go and find Tabasha? She might have collapsed somewhere due to exhaustion, or she might have accidentally drunk alcohol. In any case, she's more dangerous when she's asleep than when she's awake. Please be careful."

"receive."

Boudica simply accepted the order and then vanished in a flash.

Back in the VIP room, where it was once again just the two of them, or rather, where there had never been just the two of them, Ritas looked at Rita's unpleasant expression and realized that this blind date was probably over.

"So, Professor Ritas, were all those students who sneaked into the banquet your students?"

In the VIP room, Rita continued with her previous questions.

Despite not having done anything wrong, Ritas found himself in a situation where he couldn't lift his head. He lowered his head and absentmindedly ruffled his carefully styled hair with his hand.

“I don’t know if there were any more students at this dinner. But if it was the students we saw, apart from the ones vying for male companions, they were definitely my students. Including the one outside the venue who was fooling around with Miss Olihar.”

"Ritas said calmly."

He didn't know how to describe it.

In short, it was significantly easier for him to maintain a calm mindset when facing Rita, who was probably in a rage, compared to dealing with those clowns.

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Hearing Rita's calm reply, Rita fell silent. An awkward atmosphere began to fill the VIP room.

Although Rita and Rita are both rather reserved types and rarely say anything unless absolutely necessary, the atmosphere in the VIP room was surprisingly lively, with hardly a moment of silence.

There will always be a calm and methodical voice that breaks the silence.

After a long silence, Rita finally spoke again.

“Even if it’s a lie, Professor Ritas should deny it. First, given my deep involvement in this dinner, Professor Ritas’s students caused all sorts of trouble. It makes me think that Professor Ritas deliberately instructed them to sabotage this marriage negotiation. Second, even if Professor Ritas hasn’t been a teacher for long, teaching such students would be a stain on your reputation.”

"A stain?"

Ritas finally managed to restore the hair, which had been fixed with a special potion, to its original state.

"Indeed, their actions today crossed the line. And they were neither wise nor intelligent."

"Moreover, it would be presumptuous for someone as inexperienced as me to say such things."

"However, there are some things and troubles that you can only realize after you actually become a teacher."

"Even for the students in the class I personally mentor, I can only accompany them for a maximum of four years. Four years is truly a fleeting and regrettable time in the grand scheme of life. So, having been given the right to intervene in this time, should I shoulder the responsibility for the students' future lives for the sake of this time, or should I simply treat this brief period as a passing cloud, believing that no matter how the students change after four years, it will be irrelevant to me?"

"I still haven't figured out the answer to this question, nor have I found the balance between them."

"But one thing I can be sure of is that no matter how many times Ms. Rita asks me the same question, or who asks similar questions in what situation and for what purpose, my answer will always be the same."

He abruptly raised his head, then stared intently at Rita with his eyes, wide open as always, seemingly about to pop out of their sockets, their gaze piercing and unwavering.

"I will not only acknowledge my students when they achieve great success, dazzling accomplishments, and stand on a towering podium."

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The VIP room fell silent for a long time.

Then, Rita made a gesture of reaching out to Ritas.

After a moment of surprise, Ritas understood and handed the unfinished questionnaire back to Rita.

"Regarding the marriage between Gabriel and your family, it seems we still need to conduct some evaluation and discussion. Until we meet again, Professor Ritas."

"Until we meet again, Ms. Rita."

Rita picked up her handbag, nodded crisply, and left the VIP room.

Ritas, who was left alone, scratched his head and let out a long sigh.

With all this commotion, forget about the blind date; this dinner party probably can't even continue.
Looking at the mess below, Ritas turned his gaze to the white disc trembling in the corner.

"I guess you're done bathing, Goddess of Bathing."

(End of this chapter)