In my case, you don't have to eat lunch or anything to get hungry or die.
Even Toa and the others would be, but what was the student mood just now......
Well, it's something to be happy about.
We all enjoy our student lives.
"Huh? You're licking me!
When I was walking for no purpose to kill time, I heard yelling from the end of the bend.
The number is four if you are sure you are using the magic senses you learned in class quickly.
Lurking, watching how it goes...
"Patrick, you know what I mean? We need money, if you don't mind, then get it from your dad, and that's how you, the prince, can't do it?
"... I can't"
There was a look at Patrick with a terrible cut, which would have been after he had already been beaten several times.
That's not all.
One eye appears to be swollen, bleeding from the mouth and cutting the lid.
"... what the hell?"
I stopped lurking when I noticed and showed myself in front of them with dignity.
"... nito"
"Patrick, what do you mean? You're a prince, why are you doing this?"
Patrick turned a blind eye.
"What the hell, Patrick, do you know him? Just fine. Hey, why don't you lend me some gold?
In the quadrennial High Kuwait, batches in the form of chest canes - the number of which represents the school year.
Three means these guys are in third grade?
Why is Patrick this happening?
"Hey, are you listening? I'm asking for a loan."
The man has grabbed my arm.
"... let go"
"Who are you talking to?
- It's you.
When I realized it, reflexively, in force majeure......
"... to? Ugh... wow!
He snapped his opponent's arm with a shaken recoil.
The students screamed at the appearance of their arms bent in the direction of the day after tomorrow.
"Charles!"
This seems to be Senior Charles.
Grabbing Patrick's hair, the man holding it up screams.
"Senior Charles, are you glad?
"... hey."
"Did the seniors do that? No, Patrick's my classmate, but look, he's bleeding out of his face, right? I mean, I'm asking him if he did it."
"Ugh!
"A pinch!
The two men who were catching Patrick were about to hit me this way.
"Do you get angry if you get hit? This is bullshit..." Dies Obrigardio, the one who binds "
Countless white arms appear from walls and floors.
They quickly restrained two impending upper classmates and one who still distorted his face with a sad expression.
Three people who spread their arms like they were slammed and stagnate in the universe.
"This is..."
Patrick was surprised with a wounded face full of blood.
"Patrick, I'll teach you the magic of a healer. Or the slayer. - Erosion Wave, Disparaise Aura.
Red and black fluctuations - the sphere enveloped me.
Get softly closer to the seniors...
"Stop it!"
But I heard Patrick.
"What's up?
"Stop, Nito..."
"... why?
"If you do that, you won't be able to stay in school. Besides, these guys are nobles. You'll be chased to death even after you leave school."
"All you have to do is kill everyone in the clan."
"Nito!"
Patrick's expression was impatient.
"That's enough, I'm all right"
"You're lying."
"I'm not lying... even if I'm lying. This is what my weakness invited."
"Patrick......"
"It's my problem."
I freed the seniors and healed Patrick's face wound.
"They probably went to tell the teacher."
"You told me to stop, didn't you?
"What?"
"You're not going to tell me"
"I'm a prince. If we do that, Razhausen's name will be obsolete."
"Why don't you do it back?
"I can't beat those guys on my strengths"
"Are you scared"
"... oh. Besides, we'll lose anyway."
"............... right"
Why did Patrick get involved with me?
I thought I figured that out why this guy was alone in the classroom.
I've been able to understand this since we had a little conversation.
He said he was one of my kind...
- "Sophomore Nito, Patrick, please come to the principal's office as soon as possible. I repeat. '
There was an announcement on campus that was different from what the goddess had told us, and we couldn't help but notice.
"Hey, I told you."
"You're too early."
"Come on, we're going to the principal's office. I just want to avoid dropping out of school and contacting the house."
For some reason Patrick was laughing just like me.
"You have no choice, no, you have no choice. If only you'd done it back..."
I didn't get the words ahead of me.
Saab didn't punch me in the face, but when I saw Patrick's scratchy face, I remembered my old self.
"I don't have a choice, I'll follow your instructions this time."
"Do it."
Patrick was laughing fine.