Micah ran into the classroom 10 minutes before class, holding her belt, jacket and dal.
"Ooh! You made it, Micah! You know, horseback riding before class, that was tough, right? Are you okay?"
Jess talked to me as I stroked Doberman.
Micah said as she grated the dal she was holding onto the floor after being alone and put her belt on her cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-cha and trousers.
"Uh, thanks! It's okay. It's okay!
"It's not okay! Don't come into the classroom with your clothes messed up without a belt on! Mikael!"
Young people with seventy-three portions of green hair and a serious atmosphere of glasses on their lengths have blamed them in harsh tones.
On his shoulder, the white ferret also sounded queasy, only face to face.
His name is Keith Ferret, a classmate and one of the game's offensive targets.
Micah remembered his information, which was also in the offensive book.
[Keith Ferret]
-The father is a martial artist, luxurious, and Gilbert Ferret doesn't care about the details.
-The mother has died in the birth of her sister.
· Even after her mother's death, she said it was because she hated her thin, neat personality, which was the opposite, because she hated her thin father, who hadn't been home for a while at work.
· I respect the prestigious Georgi Dobel as a competent neighbor, and it's hard to hit Jess, Georgi's son, because of jealousy.
-There is also a tender side to me that still cares very much for my young sister and the ferret of the beast.
(Keith's father, Gilbert Ferret, is the one with the mustache, who did not even knock Claude's room open in the royal palace... It's the opposite of his looks and personality.
Keith came up with a blur as Micah looked at Keith's seemingly curvy face.
"Are you listening, Mikael! They're sagging here! I was late yesterday! Your outfit is messed up today! Fasten both you and the second button!
"Eh! About a button, that's good! It's surprisingly hot today! As detailed as ever, Urse! A little more like my father Sir Gilbert, the big mess is coming out!
"Don't talk about my father... I wouldn't say this if you guys were right. If you say you can't be born without being like my father, you don't have to be born."
Keith said with a painful look. A ferret on Keith's shoulder sounded queasy in a worrying voice.
Seeing how it was, Micah opened her mouth.
"Anyone who notices details like Keith is very important to the organization. In the case of a competent subordinate, a large number of superiors may do better, but given the current situation of the nobility of this country, I think it would be better for internal affairs to come out with someone who can pay close attention. Mistakes and troubles are mostly due to the lack of thoroughness of 5S..."
Micah thought it was a mess to say, but it was too late. Jess and Keith said at the same time.
"What the fuck is Goes? You don't mean Do-s, do you?
"Who is Goes?
"Uh... I've read this in a book before, and by 5S I mean the Roman acronym for" tidy, tidy, clean, clean, "
"You've never heard of me before..."
"I somehow understand tidiness, tidiness, cleanliness, but what do you mean?
"It's about following the rules and discipline and getting used to it. The point is, 5S is like a slogan to get things done for granted, but that's surprisingly hard, isn't it? I can't act thoroughly five minutes ago yesterday, and I couldn't keep my clothes clean this morning. It's easy to make mistakes and trouble at times like this, so I have to change something from the ground up. Probably because I'm trying to do more than my own capa."
"I've been riding a horse before class, and I heard you talking to Jess, are you sure you're okay? Isn't it physically demanding?
Keith asked Mica worried.
"It's okay. Oh, well, Keith's been acting weird about me lately, so you've been worried and you've called me. Thank you, Keith is sweet."
Keith blushed slightly in the light and said as he stroked the ferret on his shoulder in the light.
"No, no, no. Do you have permission from Dr. Wade to ride a horse before class?
"Then you'll be fine! Yesterday evening, Micah and Crowe went to the staff room to get Dr. Wade's permission! I'm surprised I honestly didn't think you'd let me! That's great, Micah!
"No, I couldn't do that alone. Almost all thanks to Claude. Claude's a good negotiator. I'm surprised. He successfully negotiated the advantages and disadvantages of failing to do so while satisfying the other party's approval desire."
"Crowe is a prince of heckles when she is a lady, but when she is an old man, she will be a competent prince as soon as possible!" "Whoa, Dr. Oliver's here!
Micah looked toward Claude's seat as she took her seat, Claude sat in her seat at the window and read quietly as she stroked the black eagle on her desk.
Micah was caught in the strange sensation of her sparkling hair in the sun, her overwhelming eyes and long lashes, and her faint face all the time.