I Became A Flashing Genius At The Magic Academy-Chapter 393

Baek Yuseol’s interactions with Eisel weren’t something Full Frame remembered in full detail from beginning to end.

Just as there were private moments between Full Frame and Baek Yuseol, there were private moments between him and Eisel as well.

Some of those moments, however, were well-known even to Eisel—like the “Gourmet Club,” for instance.

“Mayuseong, can I talk to you for a second?”

“Hm? What’s up?”

With his sleek black hair, tall stature, and a build that seemed impossibly perfect for a high schooler, Mayuseong turned to face her.

In this timeline, Full Frame and Mayuseong barely had any connections.

“You don’t belong to a club yet, do you?”

It was rare for a student to remain unaffiliated with a club this late into the summer vacation. Clubs not only provided a sense of community but also offered valuable academic credits.

“I don’t, but...”

Mayuseong responded with a slight, cautious smile—a clear sign of wariness.

‘...Awkward.’

In her original timeline, Mayuseong always greeted Full Frame with a natural, warm smile. Now, though, his smile felt forced and uneasy.

‘So he acts like this with everyone he doesn’t know well.’

Even sensing the subtle distance, Full Frame kept smiling and pressed on.

“Ah, I’m trying to recruit members for a club, but I’m a bit short on people.”

“Well... I’m not really interested.”

As expected, Mayuseong rejected her outright, but Full Frame already had a plan.

‘If this timeline is anything like the original...’

She swallowed hard and casually added as if in passing, “What a shame. I was just one person away from making it work... Guess I’ll have to tell Eisel instead.”

Flinch.

Mayuseong’s large frame reacted immediately, like a startled Siberian husky—a reaction that was unexpectedly endearing.

“Wait. You only need one more member?”

“Hmm? Yeah, but I thought you weren’t interested.”

“I mean... I should at least hear what kind of club it is, right?”

“It’s a Gourmet Club.”

“Gourmet?”

“Yeah. Eisel loves food. Why? Are you interested?”

Mayuseong hesitated for a moment before nodding.

“...I’ll do it.”

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Bingo.

Full Frame cheered internally. Convincing him had been easier than expected.

‘As I thought, Mayuseong has a crush on Eisel.’

Smiling brightly, she said, “Great. Wait a few days, and I’ll get the club application ready. In the meantime, don’t join any other clubs, okay?”

With that, Full Frame hurried down the hallway, nearly late for her next class after spending too much time persuading Mayuseong.

Clatter!

Throwing open the classroom door, she found herself the target of her classmates’ stares. The professor shot her a sharp glare but eventually returned their focus to the chalkboard.

Full Frame’s stellar academic performance earned her some leeway, it seemed.

‘Good thing I’ve been keeping up with my grades.’

Scanning the room, Full Frame quickly spotted Eisel and took a seat beside her. After more than half a year of this, Eisel no longer scolded her for the intrusion.

Of course, their relationship hadn’t grown closer. The wall between them was still palpable, but the fact that Full Frame could sit near her was a significant step.

‘Getting Mayuseong was easy, but convincing Eisel to join is the real challenge.’

This was the biggest hurdle.

In the original timeline, Baek Yuseol had quickly brought Eisel into the Gourmet Club before she could be distracted. But this version of Eisel was different.

As per the original storyline, she had joined the club of the Skalben Empire’s crown prince, Jeremy.

At first, it must have seemed promising.

After all, a crown prince had her back. But as time passed, Jeremy’s obsessive behavior worsened, and Eisel’s mental state deteriorated. If Mayuseong and Haewonryang hadn’t eventually intervened, the novel could have ended with her making an irreversible decision.

‘What kind of deranged romance writer comes up with such a dark story, anyway?’

Glancing at Eisel beside her, Full Frame saw the dark circles under her eyes as the girl struggled to jot down the professor’s lecture in her notebook, her breath shallow.

Despite her mental exhaustion reaching its limit, her passion for studying remained unbroken.

Watching her, Full Frame renewed her determination.

‘...I couldn’t save Hong Biyeon, but I’ll do whatever it takes to save Eisel.’

Ding-dong!

As the class bell rang, the professor exited swiftly, and Eisel, as usual, prepared to leave without acknowledging Full Frame. But Full Frame hurriedly caught her arm.

“...What is it this time?”

Perhaps it was due to their occasional clashes or rare moments of aid, but Eisel didn’t outright tell her to go away.

“Join a club with me.”

Eisel frowned and sighed as she glanced at Full Frame.

“Sorry... but I already belong to a club.”

“Really? But just because there’s a goalkeeper doesn’t mean you can’t score, right? If you leave that club, why not join ours?”

“...That’s...”

Eisel hesitated briefly before shaking her head. No matter how she thought about it, there was no clear way to escape Jeremy’s grasp.

“It’s impossible. I can’t leave that club.”

“Well, if you do manage to leave, you’ll join ours, right? That’s what you’re saying, isn’t it?”

After a moment of thought, she nodded slowly.

“...If I could leave, I’d join any club that isn’t his.”

And with that, Eisel walked out of the classroom, likely heading to Jeremy’s clubroom.

Yes!

Full Frame felt a surge of triumph.

Now, the next step was simple: find Jeremy’s club and create a scene.

“I need to grab my tools.”

***

*The Skalben Club*

The name itself hinted at its purpose—a purely social gathering. Currently led by Vera Jane, a second-year student, the club was little more than a networking hub for nobles.

However, with the entry of Jeremy, the crown prince of the Skalben Empire, the true power within the club shifted entirely to him.

The clubroom was so opulently decorated that it resembled a royal palace rather than a student space. At the center of the room, Jeremy sat with his legs crossed on a throne-like chair, exuding an air of dominance.

‘Quite the spectacle,’ thought Vera Jane as she bowed her head to him. Even within Stella Academy, the bloodline of a crown prince was unmistakable. Jeremy had effectively established his own miniature kingdom.

The club wasn’t limited to nobles from the Skalben Empire; it also attracted nobles from other nations, all of whom had fallen for Jeremy’s charming words and pledged their loyalty to him.

And among them was a blue-haired girl seated at Jeremy’s side—Eisel Morpheus.

No one could understand why the crown prince favored her, a girl branded as a traitor from the Morpheus family. Yet, under his protection, Eisel had become untouchable.

As his supposed “lover,” no one dared to criticize her—except perhaps Hong Biyeon, her nemesis. Eisel’s position could almost be described as a triumph.

But...

“Eisel, why do you look so upset today?”

The problem was Jeremy’s obsession—a suffocating, almost grotesque fixation.

He didn’t just watch over her; he micromanaged her every move. He even had students track the exact time she went to bed at night. To say Eisel was uncomfortable would be an understatement.

But Jeremy’s feelings for her were genuine—or at least, he believed they were. His obsession was so intense that he couldn’t bear the thought of anyone else having her.

“...I want to die.”

When Jeremy reached out to stroke her hair, Eisel reflexively bowed her head to avoid his touch.

“Why am I enduring this...?”

At first, she had been lured in by his sweet words.

She thought that hiding in the shadow of the crown prince of Skalben might give her the strength she needed to one day take revenge on the Adollebit royal family.

But that had been a foolish decision.

Jeremy had no connection to her revenge.

Love? No. This was closer to possessiveness.

To him, she was nothing more than a doll. A beautiful, living doll that he could control. He didn’t care what she thought or felt.

He simply wanted her to sit prettily, smile beautifully, and fulfill the role he had assigned to her.

“How much longer will I have to live like this?”

It was already too late to escape his grip. With the crown prince of an empire obsessed with her, even after graduation—or even after death—there would be no freedom.

No matter where she ran, he would find her.

“Eisel, I’ve had your favorite meal prepared for tonight. A gourmet course. Let’s eat together, alright?”

Nod.

She had no choice but to comply.

“My favorite food...”

Jeremy was meticulous about catering to her tastes, but she had never once enjoyed a meal with him.

The suffocating atmosphere made it impossible to even taste the food.

At this point, she almost preferred the days when she starved. Thinking that might have been better seemed laughable, yet...

“And so, I was thinking...”

What now? As Jeremy’s honeyed voice began again, the door to the clubroom suddenly burst open with a loud BANG!

“Ahhh!”

Screams erupted as several students collapsed in shock.

“...What is this?”

Jeremy’s expression twisted with genuine displeasure at being interrupted. His followers hurried to the entrance, and Eisel, seizing the opportunity, stood up and turned toward the commotion.

“Wait... is that...?”

At the entrance stood a peculiar figure: Full Frame, dressed in an outlandish outfit with a snapback and sunglasses, a baseball bat slung over her shoulder.

“Who... who are you? Do you even know where you are?”

“Hah!” Full Frame smirked. “Looks like you’ve realized your mistake!”

“...What nonsense are you spouting?”

Jeremy’s followers hesitated to approach her. The reason was obvious—five male students were already sprawled unconscious at her feet.

She had stormed in and knocked them out in the blink of an eye.

“What kind of outfit is that?”

Eisel’s shock wasn’t just because of the intruders. Full Frame’s attire was completely bizarre for a Stella Academy student.

Snapback and sunglasses aside, she was wearing black leather pants, a leather jacket, and a crop top that exposed her midriff. Fake tattoos, drawn with colored pencils, covered her arms, and a candy stick dangled from her mouth, mimicking a cigarette.

To Full Frame, it was her attempt at imitating a thug from a third-rate movie. But to these nobles, it was just ridiculous.

“Hm. I heard there were fifty people here, but it looks like only ten are present.”

“What of it?”

“Not even worth the effort.”

“What... What’s your purpose in doing this?”

“Me? I’m here to challenge the strongest clubs and claim the prettiest girl. That’s my goal.”

“What nonsense is this?!”

“Die!”

One of the male students yelled and charged her. Without missing a beat, Full Frame swung her bat, knocking him out in one hit. His companions quickly drew their staffs, aiming them at her.

“You idiots. Don’t you know mana suppression is active on campus?”

Stella Academy, like most prestigious magical schools, had systems in place to prevent personal conflicts from escalating into magical disasters. Magic couldn’t be used for fights on school grounds.

“So while you’re powerless, I’ve got my baseball bat—and years of kickboxing practice to boot.”

“What kind of combination is that—”

Whack!

“That one’s out cold too.”

Full Frame gestured at the remaining students with her fingers.

“Come on, all of you, bring it.”

“You... You think the professors will let this slide?”

“Nope.”

She’d likely be suspended—or expelled—for destroying the Skalben Club.

But what did that matter?

‘I’ve been too soft until now.’

In her original world, she had always been cautious, avoiding actions that might cause trouble.

But this wasn’t her world. It was the past—or an alternate dimension. She was going to return to her world eventually, so why should she hold back here?

‘That’s Baek Yuseol’s secret.’

Baek Yuseol had always been bold, even taunting professors and causing ridiculous incidents.

‘Living like you might die tomorrow lets you make the boldest decisions.’

Full Frame pointed her bat at Jeremy. He took a small step back, his expression twisted in discomfort.

His pride and status were meaningless against a lunatic wielding a bat.

“Hey, you. You’re the boss here, right?”

“...I am.”

“How about a duel? If I win... that girl by your side comes with me.”

“And if I win?”

She shrugged.

“Then I lose, simple as that.”

“Hah, you’re ridiculous.”

“Your call.”

Tapping the bat against her palm, she added, “I don’t think my Jonathan will forgive you if you refuse.”

“...Didn’t you just call it Brian?”

“Do you want to nitpick me too?”

“...Fine.”

Grumbling, Jeremy signed the magical oath she presented—a Magical Contract of Duel. Breaking it would cost the offender their magic.

The stakes were set. Full Frame grinned, already planning her victory.

Meanwhile, as Eisel watched, something stirred in her memory.

‘This feels... familiar.’

The reckless destruction, the carefree attitude toward consequences—it was undeniably reminiscent of someone.

Someone important.

But the memory eluded her.

‘Who... is it?’

Eisel’s thoughts spiraled into confusion.