[Alien Ring] Wizard Princess - Turn Falling Girl Into The Most Powerful Demon Instructor

And the next day.

"Now, before we get into the full grant magic lecture, we have to sort out this year's freshman year first."

Kenny tells them to look out for students who can't reach a total of twenty, including fifth graders and the Higher Department, and record their absence.

Listen to that, I don't know what that means. Granted magic freshman including Tifa with the neck.

Kenny, on the other hand, doesn't even look particularly concerned, but looks at the roster and quickly decides on the allocation.

"Right. Baker is in the first squad. Meal's in three squads, Moon's in four."

Seniors belonging to the nominated squad approach the freshmen who are confused when they listen to Kenny's instructions.

"Uh, you know what?

"Ah. Don't worry, I know it's sudden and hard to understand, so don't worry."

"We were like that in a year."

Lloyd and Milky, students of the nominated squad, speak to Tifa, who is suddenly bewildered by his approaching senior, to reassure him with a look that feels like 'I know, I know'.

"Once I introduce myself, I'm Lloyd McLayer. Third Grade"

"I'm Riera Milky Alsaid Bread. Sophomore year."

"Oh, it's Tifa Baker.... Um, Senior Bred"

"Milky is fine. There are students in other disciplines named Alsaid and Bread."

Milkie tells Tifa, who has called her by name as a snack, that's probably what she tells Tifa as she blows the senior wind.

Lloyd instantly jerks off at Milky like that.

"I used to say I didn't like the name Milky like a sweet treat, and I rubbed it with my uncle and aunt."

"Shut up!"

Milky accidentally slaps his elbow in with all his might against Lloyd, who runs extra in front of his junior year.

It's basically not a great deal of power because the tiny, powerless milky you're looking at is a blow you let loose, especially if you don't weigh in.

but Lloyd, who knows how to mess with me over the years, makes me feel deliberately painful to exaggerate here.

"Oh, say no!!"

"... uh, um..."

"You better watch out for Baker, too. This guy's blindfolded or something, so he's going to act violent right away."

"I'm sure it's because you always say extra things!

Lloyd made fun of me and I just have to glance at Milky with a bright red face and argue so.

It's a matter of being in front of Tifa and what I was told, so I can somehow get another blow in.

Otherwise around putting in another blow, Milky is also hard to forgive.

It's an exchange because the other guy is a long-time dating Lloyd and he understands that his blow hasn't worked much, but naturally Tifa is almost no different than the first time he's met.

At best, I'm just realizing from my previous experience that Milky's blow will do little damage.

If I say so, I am assuming from the fact that Lloyd is doing it deliberately, but at the same time as introducing himself, it feels like it would be difficult to be shown such a twist.

"Wow, I don't care who he is in the first place!

"See you later, I'm just working on the outside, right?"

"Unlike you, I just know the least bit of courtesy!

Humph and ring one nose, Milky pointing the suggested eye at Lloyd.

Keep saying, 'I'm a common sense man harmless to humans and animals ~', but keep saying what you say.

"By and large, even though you don't know one thing about them, you don't usually react to violent behavior or anything in person for the first time. If you do that, it's too dangerous. It's not like you're saying you're just a fool."

Lloyd, anticipating the attitude and the words of the chase, pokes with a grin.

"Or something like that, and you just wanted to show your juniors where they look older?

"Oh, that's not true! Nothing. I don't want to be bothered by a very pretty, pretty junior...... or something! As a person! Minimum! I'm just being polite!

Milkie screams that there is so much to be done, both conscious of being put on the Lloyd and unexpectedly falling to speak with momentum.

It's a pretty noisy exchange, but because it's the usual thing, I'm impressed everyone is flatly ignoring it except for the new freshman year.

"So, I heard something earlier. I was trying, what could it be?

When Tifa is confused, Milky returns to the conversation, taking a deep breath in the meantime to calm her down.

Exactly because I don't have enough time to mess with Milky any more, and now Lloyd won't say anything extra.

"Uh, you know, Senior Milky, maybe with Dr. Riera..."

"Oh, I knew you noticed? As you can see, I'm the Dean's relative."

"Milky's old lady is Dr. Riera's sister."

"I was born with a lot more magic than people, so my aunt gladly gave me the name of Dean."

A familiar question means that Milky answers Tifa's question that lightly.

Riera's maiden name is Arseid, and even now, more than thirty years after she married and became the Foster surname, few people still call her Riera Arseid.

If you ask Milky for his full name, it wouldn't be otherwise strange to doubt any relationship.

It actually has something to do with it, and so far I haven't been particularly compared to excessive expectations or liera, so there doesn't seem to be anything I particularly think about being asked there.

"But there are so many misunderstandings that they only call me Milky every day. Luckily for a time a similarly-named treat was popular and I was teased."

"I'm messing with you because I know that. You have a pretty bad personality..."

"Yeah, I'm aware of that"

Sometimes the cat I was just jerked off and wore took it off, Milky interacting like that and showing it to his Lloyd opponent in a carefree way.

Unlike when I was jerked off in my introduction earlier now, where I didn't look overly angry or aggressive, the cat I was wearing seemed quite strained in a way that was unconscious to Milky himself.

I guess this is what you say about being close enough to fight when you see how those two are doing, I guess Tifa.

It's an exchange where Karen, members of the deep red lily, etc. are likely to make a lot of evil pushes and yellow voices if they see it, but unfortunately Tifa is anyway oblivious to that part.

Happy or unhappy, no more fuel was thrown at Milky and Lloyd.