Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 125
In the end, I had to stand my ground.
“No, why would you follow me there?”
Imagine a Guide, who had imprinted with an Esper―well, not really but still―bringing him to guiding training.
It would be like a mature university freshman embarrassingly bringing her husband to the freshman welcome party.
Claude frowned seriously as I objected.
“There’s no place at the Center I can’t go.”
“Learn this time that there are places you shouldn’t go.”
“…Rose, please.”
“If you really dislike it, then go get my 400 billion Berks back. Until then, I will earn my own money. Every day, diligently!”
I declared this fiercely and slammed the front door shut.
Claude’s face, looking utterly lost until the door closed, was a bit amusing.
For once, I felt like I had finally got one over on Claude.
I will be the one to instill a sense of economy in my man.
Perhaps this will be a valuable lesson for Claude to learn the importance of saving money.
***
“Eh… F-Class…?”
“Don’t be too disappointed. It’s just a formal rank. It doesn’t really mean anything.”
The office manager at the Guide training center tried to console me, seeing my obvious disappointment.
If it’s meaningless, why not give me an S-Class, at least formally?
There it was, the Guide certification stamped with an F-Class.
“I have a 60% compatibility rate with over half of the Center’s Espers. If my matching rate is that high, my guiding purity index must be incredibly high. How the heck am I possibly be F-Class? I should be at least A-Class, shouldn’t I?”
While Guides generally have better compatibility with certain Espers, there are those who are universally compatible with many.
In such cases, the Guide’s ‘guiding purity’ is considered high, meaning their guidance is particularly efficient and free of impurities.
Given my unprecedented matching rate, I couldn’t understand being ranked a measly F. It just didn’t make sense.
“Well… It’s because your guiding stability is at zero. Until Lord Claude held your hand, your guiding level was always zero.”
“Ah…”
That made some sense.
Guide grading was determined by the product of guiding purity and guiding stability.
If the purity index was to measure the quality of the guiding energy, stability index was for the quantity. In other words, the stability index measures how much guiding is achieved during physical contact.
Usually, Espers receive guiding simply through skin contact, so their guiding stability is generally high. But since I couldn’t provide guiding through mere contact, my stability was zero.
Any number multiplied by zero becomes zero…
So my guiding level ended up being zero, too.
Normally, I wouldn’t even have been registered as a Guide, but since I wasn’t exactly not a Guide, it seems the best they could offer was an F-Class.
“…Well, what does the rank matter! The important thing is that you’re a Guide imprinted with none other than Lord Claude, Miss Rose.”
“I mean, it’s just embarrassing to be an F-Class Guide imprinted with an S-Class Esper… How about a C-Class at least, just for appearances, hm?”
“Ha, you’re joking. Alright, the exam is about to start. It’ll be a simple test for you, Miss Rose. Go ahead and give it a try.”
I muttered under my breath, not really joking…
Grumbling, I headed to the exam room.
The exam room was plain, with desks and chairs spaced appropriately, and about half of them were occupied by guides. The empty ones probably belonged to absentees.
As I entered, the Guides started whispering and exchanging glances.
Ignoring them, I took a seat by the window and took out my pen.
Soon the supervisor entered, and the exam began.
The manager’s words were true; it was an easy exam. I breezed through the hour-long test in just about 10 minutes.
For the remaining 50 minutes, I just sat there, idly pondering how earning 500 Berks for doing practically nothing was such a sweet deal…
But soon, I grew bored.
Just as I was about to take a nap…
Thump, roll.
A pen rolled to my feet. It seemed someone behind me had dropped it.
