The Gacha Addict of the Academy

“How did things end up like this?”

To explain, I’d need a bit of time. But one thing is certain—I never thought it would turn out like this.

I mean, I never expected him, Kkanp, to actually agree to this proposal. I thought there was no way he’d accept, let alone agree to study with me. After all, in the novel, Kkanp ignored pretty much everyone.

Has something changed?

Then again, judging by how he looked earlier, sitting with others while studying, his expression didn’t seem great. Maybe he doesn’t mind studying with me but isn’t thrilled about doing it with others?

Nah, that’s probably overthinking.

I’ve been reading too many novels lately.

Should I cut back?

No, that’s not an option. Novels are my life. They’re one of the only two things that keep me entertained. Cutting back on that? Unthinkable.

The other thing? Gacha games.

“But is there even any benefit to studying together like this?”

“It’s not about what you gain. It’s about getting closer,” Hyeon-ah explained.

I nodded like I understood, though she didn’t seem entirely satisfied.

Wait a second… is the main character seriously questioning Hyeon-ah’s words? If so, I might just teach them a lesson with the 5-star weapon I pulled yesterday.

…Oh, right. I don’t even know how to use weapons.

Damn it.

“Luna?”

“Huh? Oh, uh, yeah?”

Whoa, I didn’t expect her to call me suddenly.

When I looked up, puzzled, Hyeon-ah gave me a stern look and said:

“You said we’d study together, but why aren’t you studying? You didn’t even bring your book.”

Ah…

The thing is, I don’t know how to study. Well, I do—if it’s something like basic math or language. But magic? I have no idea where to even start.

How do you study something when you don’t even know the basics?

I had a lot of thoughts, but admitting I didn’t know how to study magic when I was already enrolled in this academy would probably invite some… unpleasant comments.

At the very least, I didn’t want Hyeon-ah to think I was an idiot.

…Though, let’s face it—I kind of am.

In my previous life, my school grades were always at the bottom. The only reason I got rich was because I gambled on cryptocurrency. I was just a nouveau riche with no real substance.

At one point, I thought about using that money to start a business. But someone like me, who didn’t know the first thing about economics, running a business? That would have been a disaster waiting to happen. The risk of drowning in debt and making my already tough life harder was too much, so I didn’t even try.

Instead, I spent that money indulging myself. What did I do the most? Gacha games.

Spinning the gacha gave me a weird sense of peace.

Before I knew it, I was addicted.

If I hadn’t been rich, maybe I’d have been stuck in some mundane job, working away my life.

But none of that matters now.

This is a new life. My second chance.

I should try harder.

“…Sorry.”

I took out the book I’d been given at the academy.

Since we’re still first-years, the magic being taught is at a basic level. But those who are more advanced probably study on their own to reach higher levels. That’s why the academy only teaches the fundamentals.

Without my gacha ability, I’m just a weak girl—physically frail compared to even ordinary people. Well, I’m not actually a girl, but this body is, so it doesn’t make much of a difference.

Survival doesn’t depend on gender anyway.

I had no strength in my previous life, and that hasn’t changed now. So what I need to do is get stronger.

I should also figure out how to use my gacha ability instead of just collecting pulls without knowing how it works.

How can I not know how to use my own power?

I’ll try it out in the practice room later.

For now, my priorities are increasing my gacha pulls, learning how to use them, and mastering basic magic.

Thankfully, this body seems much smarter than my original one—it has no problem understanding the material.

What’s left is effort.

Effort is the only way to survive.

“What? You didn’t finish anything? Did you… wait, you fell asleep during magic class, didn’t you?”

“…?”

What the heck? How does she know that?

When Hyeon-ah said this so casually, I looked at her with a mix of fear and suspicion. Lately, it feels like she’s paying way too much attention to me. It’s starting to feel creepy.

I never imagined she’d be watching me even during class…

Of course, that’s probably just my imagination.

I admit it—I’m a fool.

It’s a fact I’ve come to terms with, considering my grades were always at the bottom in my past life. The only reason I became rich was that I recklessly bet everything on Bitcoin and got lucky. I was just a nouveau riche with no real substance.

At first, I thought about using that money to start a business. But someone like me, who didn’t know anything about economics, running a business? That was laughable. The risk of piling up debt and making my already hard life harder was too high, so I didn’t even try.

Instead, I spent that money living frivolously.

And what did I spend most of my time on? Gacha games.

Rolling the gacha helped calm my mind.

Before I knew it, I was completely addicted.

If I hadn’t been rich, maybe I would have ended up working some mundane job, just barely getting by. But there’s no point thinking about “what-ifs” now.
This is my new life.
A fresh start.

With that thought, I decided to try a little harder.

“…Sorry…”

I pulled out the book I had received at the academy.
As a first-year student, the magic lessons were at a very basic level. For those aiming higher, they’d study on their own to improve their skills. That’s why the academy only focused on teaching the fundamentals.

If you take away my gacha abilities, I’m nothing—just a frail little girl weaker than most people. Well, technically, I’m not a girl, but since this body is, it doesn’t really matter.

When it comes to survival, gender doesn’t count.

I was powerless in my previous life too, and nothing’s changed now.
That’s why, during this moment of peace, I need to focus on getting stronger.

I also need to test my gacha abilities. I’ve hoarded them but never really used them.

It’s my power—how can I not know how to use it?
Once I have time, I’ll head to the practice room and give it a try.

For now, my priorities are:

Increasing my gacha pulls.

Learning how to use them.

Mastering basic magic.

Luckily, this body seems smarter than my original one. I’ve had no trouble understanding what’s been taught so far.
The rest is up to effort.
Effort is the only way to survive.

“What? You haven’t done anything? Don’t tell me… Oh, you fell asleep during magic class, didn’t you?”

“…?”

How does she know that?

When Hyeon-ah said it so casually, I couldn’t help but look at her with fear and suspicion.
It feels like she’s been paying too much attention to me lately. It’s starting to creep me out.

Of course, it’s probably just my imagination.

I got caught sleeping in class today and was scolded.
“I dozed off too,” Hyeon-ah said casually.

“Wait, you too?”
I was surprised the protagonist had also fallen asleep.

Hearing that, Reina, who had been quiet until now, gave us a look of disappointment. Not that I could blame her. The protagonist already has enough abilities to crush most monsters.

He probably doesn’t even feel the need to learn magic.
Besides, I vaguely remember there being a reason in the original story why he avoided magic.

Reina and Hyeon-ah both sighed as the protagonist defended himself.
“Hey, I’m more of a sword guy anyway. And besides, Luna fell asleep too!”

“Do you think Luna falling asleep is the same as you falling asleep?”

Isn’t it the same?

Honestly, me sleeping in class is much worse. My only ability is the gacha skill, and here I am dozing off during magic lessons. Doesn’t that just show I’m not trying at all?

Of course, they don’t know I can’t use magic. If anything, they probably think I have some level of skill. The barrier I created with my gacha ability last time looked a lot like a real magic barrier.

It wouldn’t be surprising if they thought I was a decent magician because of that.

“You should at least learn the basics of magic.”
“I told you, I don’t need magic.”
“Are you planning to fail your classes?”

Apparently, all first-years are required to take common courses, and only from the second year can we focus on our specialties. To pass, I need to learn at least basic magic.

Of course, the protagonist, who hates effort, has no intention of doing so.

“…Are you two even planning to study?”

Reina’s voice sounded annoyed.
Her gaze shifted to me.

Now that I think about it, I was the one who invited her to study together, but I hadn’t done any studying myself. No wonder she looked so irritated.

Feeling like a jerk, I decided to study properly.

I opened my textbook and tried to focus. Luckily, it was still early in the semester, so the lessons hadn’t advanced too far. I just needed to study the first few chapters carefully.

…Except the text was filled with symbols I couldn’t recognize.

Seeing me struggle, Reina, looking puzzled, asked, “Don’t tell me—you don’t know how to use magic, do you?”

Her question hit the mark.

Sadly, I don’t know a thing about magic. Even the most basic lessons are beyond me. I can’t even sense mana, let alone use it.

“…Yeah…”

Damn it.
I didn’t want anyone to know I was clueless, but it seems Reina could see right through me. In the story, it was said that elves could detect lies or hidden truths. Experiencing it firsthand gave me chills.

The way she looked at me, I could almost hear her thinking, How did someone like you even get into this academy?

I wanted to explain myself, but what could I say? That I just woke up here one day?

Of course, that excuse wouldn’t work, so I kept my frustration to myself.

Reina let out a loud sigh.

I hung my head, too embarrassed to meet her eyes.

As I silently regretted everything, I noticed a hand reaching out in front of me to open my book.

What?

“…Look. I’ll teach you.”

Wait—really?

She told me to focus on the book instead of her, but I couldn’t stop staring.
How could someone—no, an elf—be this kind?

Is she secretly not Kkanp but some kind of benevolent elf goddess?

“…Mama?”

I silently praised her in my heart as she patiently explained the basics.