"Looks like everyone is here. But to be sure, I need to take attendance. Quandale--"
"Present."
The Professor was an old man who was a professional archaeologist. He began to call their names and confirmed that everyone was present.
Well, this class had a perfect attendance because of one thing - Shoujo Ramune. Everyone wanted to see her, so even if they were sick or tired, they would do anything just to attend this class. The advantages of having a star actress in the class.
"Let's start with your project. I want you to give me an old piece of equipment or a fossil that can be donated to our museum. You will display it in the museum. I'm not asking for anything fancy, as long as it shows history, I'll grade it properly. Of course, you have to invite students as well..."
The old man was actually a member of the Horvart museum, and he realized that students didn't like going to the museum. Doing such a project was a way to promote the place.
"..."
The students stared at the old professor, they felt like the old man was using them.
'Old equipment? Is he talking about antique objects? Things that cost thousands of dollars? Is this guy serious?'
The professor said 'give,' not 'lend'.
'Is this how the university works? It's all about money? '
This kind of project needs money, the better the object, the higher their grades. But where can they find an old object that shows history? What the hell does that even mean?
"Ahem, don't worry, I'll divide you into three members so that the burden won't be too great."
He wiped off his non-existent sweat and laughed. His intention was clear, he wanted to get antique items and promote the museum at the same time. Wow, what an asshole.
"Anyway, I'm going to group you now."
Pretending that he didn't see the condescending eyes, the professor started grouping them.
The result of the grouping shocked the students, and they didn't know whether they were lucky or unlucky.
The three members, Lucky T. Tiko, Lou Viola, and Shoujo Ramune, looked at each other. They were talking about the project, but it seemed that none of them could concentrate.
How could they? Their classmates were looking at them, especially at Lucky, with hateful glares!