The scene shifted to the next morning at the Royal Academy. The sun hung lazily over the towering stone walls, its rays bathing the academy grounds in golden light. Students gathered in scattered clusters, their voices a mixture of excitement and hushed awe. Whispers traveled like wildfire through the corridors, across the training grounds, and in the vast courtyards.
And at the center of it all—Kazuki Ayanami.
Everywhere he went, eyes followed. Seniors exchanged looks of disbelief, juniors gossiped in small groups, and even teachers gave him the occasional lingering glance. His name lingered on every tongue like a legend reborn.
"That's the kid who fought Principal Raizen.""I heard they fought at supersonic speed without breaking a sweat.""They say Kazuki didn't even use his Celestial Spirit.""No one's ever stood against the principal like that…"
Kazuki walked through it all with his usual calm, unshaken by the noise.
Inside his mind, his thoughts drifted as his sharp eyes observed the world around him.
"The first time they talked about me like this was when I first entered this academy," he mused inwardly. "Back then, it was all about my dual Spiritual Forces, my Celestial Spirit, and how I possessed more Spiritual Force than anyone else in the kingdom. But as time passed, their fascination faded. They returned to their ordinary lives, forgetting what it meant to stand in the presence of someone truly dangerous."
His gaze swept across the students, and a small, indifferent smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
"But now… after the Eligibility Exam, and especially after my duel with Principal Raizen, they remember again. They whisper my name like it's a curse and a blessing at the same time. And to be honest—"
Kazuki's expression turned cold.
"I don't care."
He continued walking, his pace steady, as the weight of countless stares pressed against his back.
"In the end, all of this is meaningless noise. Their opinions, their awe, their fear… none of it matters. I've already woven the threads of a far greater future. A future where North Ryehem will fall, where their schemes will crumble, and when the dust settles—South Ryehem and North Ryehem will unite once more into the true, original Ryehem. The kingdom that was meant to exist. A kingdom that will rise under my shadow."
Kazuki's crimson eyes narrowed.
"And the best part? I only have to wait three more years. Three short years before my plan sets everything into motion. I already know North Ryehem's schemes, every secret move, every puppet they've placed, every string they'll try to pull. And when they make their move… I'll be waiting."
He pushed open the doors to his classroom, stepping inside as the conversations abruptly fell silent.
"Let them talk. In the end, they'll witness what it means to stand before someone the world was never meant to predict."
And still,the Whispers of a Prodigy named Kazuki Ayanami,continued among the students in the "South Ryehem Royal academy"