Surviving as the Second Main Lead: Second Lead's POV



In the end, Yohan did not get to know where Principal Marbel had gone to. He also did not get to know here Principal Marbel had disappeared before he was ushered into her office.

“Somehow, I am not surprised to see you being dragged into this experiment, Horas Spencer. It feels like you are somewhat involved in any and every incident that had taken place in this academy in the past few years.”

Principal Marbel sounded more tired than she sounded impressed. Horas wanted to raise his hand and question her intentions. He also wanted to tell her that it was not the case.

But a quick-thinking session caused Horas to put his hand down.

As much as he did not want to accept what Principal Marbel had said as the reality, it was the truth and it was also in front of his eyes. He was someone who was involved in a lot of incidents.

And even Horas could not remember any incident he had not been a part of for the past few years.

“Do not give me that look, Horas. And now sit down. Mark, where do you think you are going? You are the reason we are here today so you better tell us what happened.”

Principal Marbel pointed to the chair opposite herself and Mark gulped. But he sat down quickly in the seat and refused to move.

Horas took his seat as well, his interest in knowing what happened winning the war inside his heart. He wanted to know what the unnatural blackness that he had found a while back was.

“S-So, before you both say anything to me, just be patient and hear me out. Do you know how we found an artificial dungeon creator in the villain’s hands? Well, it is based on a magical formula so I tried to serialize it.”

“I found that it has weird conjunctions and other things that could not be humanly replicated. Especially not right now with our current level of technology. So, I tried digging a little deeper and things happened-”

Principal Marbel decided now was the right time to interfere and cut Mark off.

“So, you decided to make a blunder and accidentally create a disaster. You know that your lab would not be ready for a week at least, right? Where will you be staying for the duration of that time? Not to mention, where would we put Horas?”

Horas was startled when his name was brought up. He wanted to argue that he should not be punished for something he had no control over.

But Principal Marbel seemed to be in a weird and angry mood today. She did not look ready to hear anything from anyone’s mouth. Much less from a troublemaker like Horas or someone who caused an accident like Mark.

“B-But this was an accident. Can we not just mark it as an accident and let it go? I promise nothing like this would happen again and I-”

“Of course, nothing like this would happen again. Otherwise, I will be forced to close all your experiments. We were lucky that no children have injured this time. But we cannot risk there being a second time for us.”

Principal Marbel reminded the pair in front of her. Horas nodded since he did not need to perform such dangerous tasks.

And even if he was going to experiment, he would make sure it would be carried out in a place that lacked human presence from today onwards. He was not as bad as Mark was about forgetting the surroundings…. most of the time.

“B-But, my previous data, and my handling software. Surely you are not locking me out completely? That is not fair! That is injustice!”

“And that is how things would go in the future. Now you both can go back to your *temporarily* assigned room and enjoy your day. Do not come to me if you have a problem because I will only make it worse.”

Somehow, Horas had a bad feeling about what was going to happen. He did not want to see where his new room was.

And of course, when Horas had a bad feeling, it generally proved to be true. He could only believe that he was being punished by the principal for failing to stop Mark from his experiment.

Why else would she assign Horas his bed in the student dorms? And with the two people, Horas least likely wanted to interact with?

“Ah, they did tell me you were coming instructor Horas. You will stay in our dorm for the next few days, right? I hope you have a nice time here.”

Howard Spencer opened the room and Horas could see Duke in the background as well. It was their shared dorm room Horas had been assigned to.

He was sure that other dorm rooms were empty and even staff quarters that would be more appropriate to be assigned to him. But it was all down the drain because Principal Marbel was in a bad mood.

Horas had two choices now - to accept his new reality and to be happy in his room. Or, to spend his time in the hallway and crash in someone else’s room for a few nights.

But Horas did not precisely have ‘friends’ in the academy which made the second option rather terrible for him.

“Looks like I am stuck here for some time kid. I hope we get along well and do not cause each other any major problems.”

What Horas meant to say was - ‘I hope you do not cause me any major problem moving forward. You are a trouble magnet as well so I do not have a good feeling about this.’

Duke scoffed from inside the room and looked away. He was acting extra grumpy because of reasons unknown.

“Ignore Duke. He is a little on edge about what happened with his mother. And he might also be a little stressed because of the stalking incident. His stalker is getting bolder day by day-”

Keith had not been paying attention until now but these words suddenly caught his attention. He remembered planning this scene out in his novel but had he ever written it? He did not remember.

He just knew that it was an important event he had wanted to include in Duke’s character arc. So, what was it about exactly?