I Became the Academy's Pink Airhead

Chapter 97

Albite's memories of her mother were always filled with the image of a woman spinning thread in a shabby hut.

Her mother possessed an intelligence and capability far beyond what was typical for a rural woman, but there was a reason they had to live in such a place.

Each morning, without realizing it, Albite's mother would utter seemingly random phrases.

"Is the woodcutter's house on fire?"

"...No?"

"Oh, that's good. It means he remembered to put out the embers."

Most of the time, these statements were off the mark, but occasionally, they were eerily accurate—like when predicting an unexpected accident or a sudden stroke of luck, things no one could foresee.

On a table behind her, there was a brochure for a 'special school' for girls with ether affinity. It was filled with difficult words like 'Valkyrie' and 'Valhalla,' but her mother seemed to understand everything. Even to young Albite, it was clear that her mother was different from the other village women.

Her wise mother had told Albite to prepare to attend this 'school.' When she was mature enough to accept her [Fate], she would be told about the place she would ultimately go.

The center of all fates. The place closest to Yggdrasil. Someday, you will have to go there.

"Albite. You are destined to save this world. You bear a very important fate."

You are a child blessed by the rainbow and gold. You must go where your fate leads you. There, you will meet your companions and face your destiny.

"...Yes."

"Hero! Arise—!!"Albite is our student council president—!Yeah, yeah—☆Always reliable.Not enough.Not enough.Not enough.Not enough.

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