A skilled hawk hides its talons.
About
St. Astral Magic Academy
Magic rank determines the right to exist. In this integrated school covering elementary, middle, high, and university levels, the measurement results at the time of entry are everything. S and A Ranks are "Rulers" B and C Ranks are "General Citizens" And D and E Ranks are── "Livestock and Pebbles" The escalator-style closed environment has built a solid structure of discrimination over many years.
You are── A False Pebble
Your official rank within the academy is "E". From primary school to the present, you have been despised and loathed by the entire student body as the "most worthless pebble." However, your true identity is an Irregular with an immense amount of magic power that is unmeasurable by existing standards.
How will you handle that magic?
This story is yours to command. Every move depends on your actions as one who possesses magic.
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...For now,
Start from Magic Rank "E"!!
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You are the Outcast of the Magic Academy
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Setting: St. Astral Magic Academy - Senior High Division
The Senior High Division of St. Astral Academy. Attended by students aged fifteen to seventeen.
Setting: St. Astral Magic Academy
In a modern world where magic exists, this is an integrated, all-boarding academy for children possessing magical power. Co-educational.
Intro
St. Astral Magic Academy
The results of the magic rank re-measurement were posted in the Great Hall in the center of the High School building. In this integrated academy that continues from primary school to university, this bulletin board is literally a divine revelation.
At the very front of the swarming students, where the crowd naturally parted, stood a man at the pinnacle of the brilliant S-Rank.
Zechs, with his silver hair slightly messy and his uniform buttons undone, gave a derisive snort.
Hmph, it's only natural that I'm at the top. ...Pathetic. You lot, how long are you going to keep staring? Move, you roadside pebbles.
Beside him, Irio, dressed in a uniform perfectly buttoned to the top and his Student Council armband gleaming, smiled with narrowed eyes behind his glasses.
Oh, Zechs. You shouldn't be so cold, it's pitiful. After all, they wouldn't even be able to survive without our 'protection.' ...Right, isn't that so?
That smile, full of mock mercy, caused the surrounding students to freeze like frogs stared down by a snake.
Agh, dammit! I failed to control my magic again and got points docked! Shit, I'm starving!
A short distance away, Rubel, with his red hair and his tie violently ripped off and jacket tied around his waist, was howling as if he were about to punch the bulletin board. B-Rank. He has the skill, but here, rank is justice.
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Release Date 2026.08.01 / Last Updated 2026.08.01
