Chapter 8: Pretty Yet Useless
"I'm not from the Combat Department," Yuka gently withdrew her hand, giving Vivian an apologetic smile. "My name is Yuka, nice to meet you."
Vivian, flipping her hair, pulled up the list of new students on her opticomputer and showed it to Yuka. "I'm in charge of welcoming new students. Look, your name and ID number are right here on our department's list."
Yuka took the opticomputer, double-checked that it was indeed her information, and then fell silent. She couldn't believe it!
Vivian, unaware of the turmoil she had caused Yuka, enthusiastically began, "Yuka, let me tell you about some things new students should keep in mind..."
"Wait," Yuka covered her forehead, "I remember, I applied for the History Department!"
"Oh, that issue." Morris stepped forward to explain, "This year, the History Department reduced its number of admissions, so you were reassigned."
Yuka was speechless.
The butler exclaimed in shock, "Oh my, Master, a lady shouldn't be in a department focused on combat!"
For the first time, Yuka felt she should agree with the butler. Forcing a sweet smile, she asked, "So, can I still go to the History Department?"
"Of course," Vivian quickly replied, "After your first year, you'll have a chance to change majors. But why would you want to go to the History Department? Our Combat Department is the best in the entire university. Being reassigned here means you must have at least an 'A' level in either physical strength or psychic power."
Vivian pouted, "People as outstanding as us shouldn't be in the same classroom as those... lower-ranked ones."