The Retired Hero is an Extra

At the moment, Jash could feel that he only needed a few days before breaking through the Mid E-Rank.

His speed was faster than anyone had ever known, but that was considering his one-year delay in awakening.

But it was a well-hidden fact, so few knew, making his progress seem less impressive.

Alas, his performance in the Entrance Test revealed his mana core rank, and he still got the E+ Hunter Rank, which was surprising.

Even the protagonist only achieved a rank matching his mana core, which was known to be the bare minimum for that Hunter Rank.

Naturally, Jash became the sole exception to that rule, defying common sense.

As he had experienced it in his previous life, he knew how to grow stronger at the same rank itself, something others couldn't possibly do.

However, he wasn't one to care about such matters, calling them trivial even.

"Finally," he breathed out a sigh of relief at finding the bedroom on his third try but he saw a box on the side table.

But he didn't even spare the box a single glance, directly jumping on the bed to get a good rest.

"Just why was this opening ceremony so early in the morning," he grumbled as he closed his eyes to get a good rest.

Unlike Ziva who was busy training or other nobles cursing their lack of luxury in the dorms, Jash preferred to rest.

Similar yet not similar to Jash, Amael was peacefully sitting on his bed with a smirk as he muttered, "I wonder how those retards would react."

He was referring to the student council, professors, and other freshmen since Jash had undermined the Year Representative position.

Despite losing the position, Amael was happy, feeling free from the obligations and burdens he would have taken on if he had won.

That's why he happily lost to Jash, earning more Villain Points than expected, making it a fruitful experience.

However, the student council and the professors were a problem that he needed to deal with carefully.

It wasn't that he had any issues with them, but they certainly had issues with him.

After all, helping the protagonist was equal to opposing him and yet he didn't even consider any freshmen a threat.

They simply couldn't outgrow him, and that was it.

But it was different for the seniors; they were more powerful and experienced than the younger students.

"Not like it's too difficult for me," Amael mumbled to himself and the system chimed in.

{Yes, Host. Your plan is going well for now.}

Amael just smiled at the interface, saying, "Let it begin."

Different from Amael, the protagonist was under a huge mental pressure.

Helios felt the familiar confines of the dorm room close in on him, a reminder of his pre-regression life, despite his best efforts to change it.

To add insult to injury, the one who got it wasn't his archnemesis but a guy who didn't even care about the position at all.

"He has the nerve to demean something so respectable! Unforgivable!" Helios exclaimed, his fists clenched, infuriated at Jash's casual speech.

"How dare he?" Helios yelled, feeling uncomfortable to have lost something he believed was his own.

(Host, it is advisable to calm down as you will have your chance at the Assessment Test)

Despite hearing the system's words, Helios couldn't calm down, knowing it wasn't as simple as that.

After all, he was the one who had gone through all these events in his past life, not the system, so how could it even know?

In the first place, it wasn't even something alive, so how could it understand Helios's emotions?

Unaware of one vowing to throw him off the pedestal and the other with his own schemes, Jash slept like a baby.

But the professor who had escorted him was busy grumbling under his breath, "Why couldn't I tell them to not provoke others like this?

He was tasked with informing the Year Representative of the consequences if they continued to disparage others, but somehow, he hadn't managed to say it.

Thus, he had returned from the faculty building to say it, nearing the Ranker's Dorm when an icy voice startled him.

"What are you doing here?"

Turning to the source of the voice, he bowed, "Ah, Professor Aileen, it's you. I was just here to inform the Year Representatives."

"Hm? You could just send them a notification, then," Professor Aileen said, pointing to the bracelet on his wrist.

"Uhm, that," the professor hesitated before saying it under her frosty glare, "It's about warning them not to provoke others unnecessarily."

"Let it be," Professor Aileen said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, but the other professor failed to understand, letting out a bewildered sound, "huh?"

"What can they even do? The two are in a league of their own," Professor Aileen explained with a souring expression, making the other professor gulp in nervousness.

"A-as you say, Professor Aileen," he said before bowing and hurriedly leaving, grumbling under his breath, "Just my day, tsk."

Professor Aileen heard it but let it be because today was a happy day, muttering, "He knows his strength well, not his limits."

She knew that Jash had a lot of potential but he was limiting himself, being unaware of all that monstrous potential hidden within.

Leaving the area after making sure nothing was wrong, and no one was nearby, she went to the faculty council room.

And the topic of discussion just so happened to be the one she had taken an interest in.

"This will create trouble with the Student Council and the Seniors," one professor mentioned with a sigh.

"Haha, so what? This boy is quite gutsy!" a man with a thick stubble and scars on his skin said with a laugh.

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"That is just stupid," a well-dressed and elegantly dressed woman said, frowning at the unkempt appearance of the man.

"Professor Chloe, you need to handle this matter carefully," a bespectacled man, giving a scholarly vibe said.

"I agree with Professor Ethan. Tell the Student Council President to manage them properly," another professor added.

"Thinking you can control those little monsters? Ha! What a joke," the unkempt man scoffed with a mocking grin.

Of course, he was unkempt in comparison to the others here, not in its truest sense.

"Professor Conroy, I think you are forgetting that the faculty council is still above the students," replied Professor Chloe with disdain in her eyes.

"Hoh, well, then why don't ya try?" Conroy challenged them, mocking them for their stupid ideas.

He had already noticed that the boy cared naught for anyone and only had himself in his world, doing whatever he liked.

And from the Entrance Test, his lazy and uncaring personality was obvious.

"You guys are discussing some useless things, I see," Aileen said while entering the room, drawing all eyes on her.

Yet she wasn't fazed in the slightest, but her voice indeed cut off a few voices of opposition, making the professor shift uncomfortably in their seats.

"Shouldn't you all be discussing the changes in this year's course or the First Day of classes tomorrow?" she asked in a chiding manner.

Despite everyone in the room being a SS-Rank like her, no one had the words to counter her and the ones who could had long left the meeting room.

That's why Aileen was so bold, to begin with.

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