Weapon's Encryptions [Final]

What I'm going to read is something you should think about whenever we start doing practicals.

"At the heart of encryptions, there is focus dedication and time, which should be marinated in your blood sweat and tears, and repeated day after day. Some students take this class to greater their stamina — ultimately it often fails.

One of the other reasons that this is dangerous is because if your body runs out of Elo too fast, you run the risk of going into shock and dying. Being very low on Elo is the same as regular lacking blood."

Loia continued.

"This is why you should be in peak condition before attempting encryption. In this class, you are refrained from being taught the actual steps to begin encryption just in case.

Elo is very dangerous if you are not careful, so this will be a delicate lesson.

The next class will be practical so you will learn the first steps to starting simple encryption and different kinds of useful encryptions and control pieces.

Getting enough rest is crucial, If you are deemed unfit to encrypt, you will not participate only watching."

After reciting the excerpt, she looked up." Does everyone understand?"

"Yes, Mam.". They all answered.

"For the next class do a study on encryptionist of your choice and give a presentation on why they are successful. If anyone has any questions you can come and ask me." Afterwards, she dismissed the class and allowed everyone to leave.

While it was long it never felt that way for Junya. It was more interesting. He put his tablet in his bag and began walking toward the teacher.

"Oh, Junya, do you have any questions?"

"Yes, I wanted to ask about the next class. Can we know what type of encryption we will be doing?"

"Hm, well I can tell you it's a simple one. Don't get any funny idea buddy." Loia looked at him thoughtfully.

"I'm not going to try by myself," Junya replied. "Is making your Elo denser beneficial to making better encryptions"

Her brows lifted and gave her signature smile. "It's good to see your thinking. In short yes, it would be very beneficial but for me to answer that question could be a little complicated.

After doing encryption, you are basically laying the foundation, after which you could make someone else's dense Elo flow inside instead of your own. Of course, you have to lay the encryption with this in mind. Otherwise, it will just reflect your own density."

"Alright, thank you. I look forward to the next class"

"I just wished you asked that in class, but what the heck, next class is always there."

He nodded before leaving the class. Even though he was normally top of his class back in Berger town, he did not expect the same results here since it was a much bigger class and presumably much smarter students.

'I should do the exercise Mr Bink told me, maybe that would help me in this class. She could also have known something about Elo going to a stronger person. Eh, I'll find out more either way.'

He shrugged, continuing out of the classroom. On his way, through the corner of his eye, he could see someone standing there practically shaking.

It was Penny.

Knowing this was unusual, Junya reluctantly stopped. "You're ok right?"

"Huh! Me well…" Penny jumped as she was suddenly thrown into a conversation. However, she didn't retreat.

"Th... Earlier. I'm sorry. Thank, you…"

She held her book firmly over her face making it very hard to hear what she was saying.

'Huh?'

He hardly heard anything and only piece it together in his mind afterwards.

"It's no problem, I wanted the class to continue anyway"

His response made her blush, she looked almost like a calf that had just been born. Junya wondered if she was sick, but having a conversation that long made her feel that way.

She saw Junya turn his body to walk away, in desperation she shout. "We should have a drink!, wait or at least study together, y'know to get a head and such"

"Well, I don't think there is anything much to study, but I'll take you up on that offer when the time comes."

She only nodded, mimicking what Junya had done. Following this, he left.

"I talk to someone, finally…" She sighed in relief and was able to think more clearly. "Maybe if he didn't think I was weird he will remember me. Ah who the hell am I kidding, I can barely keep a normal conversation anyway. It's better off him forgetting."

—

Meanwhile, Junya was in his next class, which was more of the same. He arrived in his next class, which would span the rest of the day.

Mob Psychology and Anatomy Research.

This was something that was up there with what he was interested in and based on the number of students that were in the class., he could tell that many of them were as well.

Everyone spoke arrogantly when stepping into the class, making bold claims that Junya never understood.

"I can take one in a single blow"

"I don't have to move!"

"I just need a stick!"

These were all buzzwords that they heard everyone throwing around. As he walked into the classroom, he noticed the weird composition of the class.

The rows were three abreast, occupying only a small portion of the 5000 cubic metre classroom. What made it truly weird was that in front of them was a glass window which they could see along with an LCD screen which portrayed the class in clearer detail.

It was set almost like a concert, except on the same level.

While students poured in droves, he took a minute to look for his seat. The chairs were filling up quickly so he went to the back and pulled his chair out.

Simultaneously, someone else grabbed the same chair.

Junya never bothered looking at who it was, only grabbing the chair with more strength and pulling it out for himself.

"Didn't you see I came here first!" They yelled aloud.

With Fiery red hair and a long spear slung around his back. He was tall and muscular, his lean muscle showing since he was wearing the casual version of his uniform with the sleeves rolled to his elbow.

From memory, Junya remembered his name as Jake Long.

"I think I got here first. So I was simply going to sit, is there a reason you need this seat?"

"Do you think I need to explain myself to you?"

"If not me then who?"

His face became quite angry, showing an annoyed expression. He started into Junya's eye while he grabbed the chair with his own strength.

For a brief moment, their was a stalemate.

"Hey, Junya! Leave dragon boy and come here!"

Junya turned his head and saw Wrenlow who occupied a seat beside Wenji in his wheelchair, which meant he had two extra seats.

"Forgive my rudeness then." Junya released the seat which sent Jake's hand flying from momentum. Jake was annoyed, as if that wasn't enough, a simple look at the chair and he saw that the frame was crushed from the power of both of them.

Being left with the disfigured chair, he couldn't help but feel he had gotten the short end of the stick. This made him even more furious, anyone looking toward him looked away after catching wind of the awkwardness.