Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

Somehow I turned down lunch with my classmates and joined them all. Milfi and Lady Aldin are with us.

"What, this elegant space..."

The school yard is no longer a salon. A carpet was laid on the floor and a tablecloth on the table. Adults I've seen somewhere in their seats.

"Father, Mother..."

I remember. Milfi's parents, the Dukes of Laurel. Milfi's honey blonde is a mother's concession, right? Your mother is fuzzy, but she looks partially like Milfi. Your father seems kind and soft brown hair.

"Milfi, you worked hard."

"Sweet Milfi, let me talk to you"

Your parents spoke to Nico and Milfi, but Milfi turned bright red and seemed restless. He saw me as a flicker, so he had Dirk urged down with his eyes. Then Milfi took my hand and pulled it.

"Wow, wow, that's my friend Miss Rosalind, too."

Out of the way. And I chewed heavily. But Milfi doesn't seem to be the other way around.

"It's been a while. Mirfi... we are doing very well for Mirfiglia"

When I tried to thank her, the Duchess of Laurel grabbed my hands.

"To?"

"Are you Milfi's friend?

"Yes, I've been wanting to get along with Master Milfiria more often than before and I've been talking to you lately until you told me you were my friend"

"Oh well! Good for you, Milfi! You used to say you wanted to get along with Master Rosalind!

"Mother!?

"If I were this kid, I wouldn't be offended, but the words are strong enough to make other kids cry a lot. Rosalind cried at home saying she didn't like what she said, but she wanted to get along. If you think it sounds like a lot of fun lately... good for you, good for you... milfi..."

The Duchess of Laurel embraced Milfi and cried out.

"Oh, Mother..."

Confused Milfi. I mean, did Milfi want to get along with me for a long time? Ugh, long live Tundele.

"Duchess Laurel, I love Milfi. He's a nice lady who's gentle and righteous. We will be friends forever. Nice to meet you, Milfi."

"Oh, uh... I... I loved Rosalie, too! Wow, I've always been your friend too!

"Eh heh, goo"

I gutted Milfi. I don't hate her for being dele lately.

Say hello to my daughter.

The Duke of Laurel was also in tears. My father came from behind the Duke of Laurel.

"... a friend?

"Yes, Father, this is my dear friend Milfiria."

"Right. Rosalind is your wife, thank you."

"Yes!

"Oh, good for you. Rosalind used to talk about getting along with Mirphyria."

"Yes! Glad to be friends"

By the way, how long has my mother been listening? Right, well, okay.

"Dear Milphilia, Regards Rosalind"

"Yes!"

Hold hands amicably. In the end, the royal family, the Duke of Rosenberg Laurel, I don't want to admit it, but my support group was consolidated and we had lunch together.

Especially since my support group was no longer chaos.

"Who is it, I brought in alcohol!

Dear Elf, who has missed his eye. And the elves.

"Sorry... I stopped..."

Marquis Rosewide son of a nagging.

"No, Marquis Rosewide. Son of a Marquis worked very hard. Thank you. By the way, are you free to come to my support?

……

……

"... I joined in to make sure you would have trouble with that mentz, but it seemed unnecessary. Return."

"Excuse me, excuse me, I'm just kidding! It's a joke! I'm on track! Thanks! I appreciate it!

Me desperately pulling off the Marquis Ross Wyde son trying to go home.

"Fizz and Rosalind, when do you call Rosalind Fizz when you're close? Long and hard to say, huh?

And Curtis, a KYK (air readable but not concerned) man who appears abruptly.

"Hmm, it's definitely hard to call..."

"Call it what you want"

"In Mr. Fizz, then"

"Even though we're callouts?

"Curtis is Curtis, he's Curtis, so there's no choice."

"What's that? So, what about Adèle and Hugh?

"... Adèle and Hugh are definitely called away at some point too"

'Cause there was a lot going on.'

There was really a lot going on, so I don't want to give it any credit.

"... I mean, I don't want to call. Sure, I call the shitty act" Fizz! I call it fizz! We're friends!

"... right"

Looking somewhat horrible, Ross... wasn't it, Fizz. Actually, I wonder if you cared. Dirk later told me that he actually cared about Rosalind behaving differently the whole time. I said it wasn't because there was no trigger, but with a bitter smile.

Well, it's a good lunchtime. I'm next to Milfi and my brother, on Dirk's lap.

"Milfi, this is self-confidence!

Let Milfi eat homemade meatballs.

"Yum! Rosalie is a really good cook!

"Rosalind, I want some too."

"Me too."

Master Aldin and Master Black are here.

"I'm royal, so rice is more luxurious than home, isn't it? You don't have to go out of your way to eat our... Mr. Cock will cry, right?

"... Rosalind's lunch would be better. No?"

I am sweet to my friends. I'm aware of it. I lost to Master Aldin like a puppy.

"... go ahead"

"May I, too?

"Do as you please"

After a while, my brother talked to me.

"But Rosalind is out of standard. I don't normally use that kind of magic. Isn't that against the rules?

"Is that it? If you don't wrap it in a plant and secure it, it's hard to tear it apart if it's just wind magic. The magic itself is low-level, but it's hard to control, so I spilled several of them four times every five times. I'd be angry if you practiced so much and said you were against the rules, so I checked the permits and rules in advance."

"Did Rosalind classmate the reinforcing magic?

Master Black asks me, but Master Aldin answers.

"No, I think it's the result of self-magic enhancement of classmates and solidarity through practice. Isn't it? Rosalind."

"Yes. I'm not using magic, am I? I did some self-enhancement with magic, though. That was the end of it."

"I don't think people fly..."

"Hey..."

"Um... practice opponent Haku, you're more powerful than a dozen students, right?

"I'm sorry, that's where I made the wrong choice for the practice guy. I didn't think Haku was that powerful..."

Me apologizing to Milfi. 'Cause I don't think the level you can beat Haku = the level your opponent flies or anything.

"" I knew it was Rosalind's fault ""

"What is it, after all!? I'm not bad this time, maybe!!

Master Black told me as I sighed.

"Miss Rosalind, it's usually hard to fortify with magic. Who let all the classmates master and even take it to the practical level?

"Ugh."

"It does have the fruit of practice. But who brought an insane practicing opponent?

"Ugh..."

"Don't abuse my friends too much? If you want to abuse me, I will confiscate your lunch. Right, Rosalie?

"Thanks, Milfi! Yes, I won't give you a snack!

"... bad"

I seem to have grabbed Blackish's stomach at some point. I didn't think you'd apologize.

"You look forward to the afternoon!

"Horseback riding and relay practiced number one, so hey..."

"I'm just a borrowing competition this afternoon, but I'm here to support you both!

"Thank you, Milfi"

I'm here for you, too.

"I'll do my best! Dilk, reward me if you do well!

"Yeah? What do you want?

"Dating at Miss Butterfly's"

"... if it's other than women's clothing... fine"

"Yay! I mean it, Master Aldin!

"The motive is impure, but okay. We're gonna win!"

"" Ooh!

We also responded to Master Aldin's call.

"We're going out for horseback riding. Does that work?

"Ugh, but I'll do my best..."

"Dear Aldin, I am not suddenly weak. I don't want to fight my brother either..."

"Rosalind, I'd rather preach if I lost my hand"

"We will do everything we can to deal with you!!

"Okay."

"All right, what?"

Dirk like a scratch. No, yeah. I'll do my best.

It's time to get together, the Dark Lord has come to this place. I told him beforehand that I would be obstinate in being out of company, and he would go with great joy! He said.

"Rosalind, you've been working hard. I'm proud of you, too. That's my Lord."

"I'm not the Lord yet. Just fine. Yes."

I gave the darkness a beaded misanga. Knitted in black and purple yarn and braided with pearl beads in the accent. Made in the image of the Dark Lord.

"What's this?

"Is it an accessory in the world of phosphorus called misanga? When you make a wish and put it on your arm or something, it means that your wish will come true when it is cut. I've always had help from the Dark Lord, and I made it as a thank you at least. Only the awkward... Dark Lord!?

"Ugh... hiku, eh..."

The Dark Lord is crying. Huh? Don't you like it?

"Don't you like it?

The Dark Lord shook his head left and right. Then why are you crying? The Dark Lord held Misanga dear.

"I've never given such a heartfelt gift before. Take care of it. Make it a treasure"

"Good. This is with my Spirit and the Holy Beast. Different colors, though."

"... well. I want to be your spirit soon, too."

"Sorry I haven't been very magically stable."

"No... thanks to you I enjoy every day. I'm in no hurry. Let's wait till it stabilizes."

But why isn't it stable? When I was thinking about that, it was time, so I went back to class. Come on, it's the start of the second half of the game!