More Than Just A Test

The verdict of the golden-shirted instructor rang out, one that ought to be fear-inducing, but all of the instructors kept their cool faces.

It was as if they couldn't give any more of a damn about it. But of course, why would they?

Ryuk was still nothing but a human boy at the end of it all. An outsider, allowed to play in the fields of their geniuses.

The only value to him was the fact that he was recommended by the Half-Fallen One herself.

If not for that, he wouldn't even be worth the attention at all.

For that reason, whether he lives or dies doesn't matter.

Thousands of people die per day, and right now, as they all sat down on the skyscraper, there were some parts of the world where people were being blown to bits.

If a single human boy dies, what difference does it make?

"But what of the worst-case scenario..." An instructor with dark hair and dark eyes, and with spectacles on his face, suddenly asked.