Another World Transfer in Game Character

Anyway, classes exist, even though they were delayed at my convenience.

I decided to skip the homeroom from the sermon and head to the first class on a fast track.

As I mentioned earlier, the faculty of this higher school is held in a vertical fashion.

Like me, people with special classes teach swordsmanship for one, two, or three years of special classes.

This is a greater talent difference in each grade than the difference in merit in each grade, but it is a late treatment.

Those who have received the lowest rating in this school will be assigned to four groups.

Students in the one-year specialty group are better at swordsmanship than students in the three-year and four-year groups. That kind of phenomenon actually exists.

This is a consequence of the fact that the benefits of this world's Talent (parameter) are too great, but I can't stop thinking about it.

And I'm supposed to teach swordsmanship in a set of even higher specialty groups that benefit from that talent.

That said, no matter how many special talent classes I've amassed, I don't always go for an internship.

Today is the day to teach swordsmanship theory in seating.

"So good morning, gentlemen! Welcome to my Pretty & Sexy class today!

Let him regain his tension and open the classroom door with momentum.

The wooden corridor rose with its impact, and the noise echoed all around.

The high school buildings are total wooden architecture...... well, it's natural...... makes me think of schools around the early years of good old showa.

"Doctor, it's late"

It was Josh who was assigned to this elite class who has complained to me with three white eyes in the high tension.

Tema and Calvert, by the way, have you too.

"Ya, Smanu, students. I lost people when I went to school."

"Finally... did you commit the murder?

"At last, what, at last"

No, I'm sorry I inadvertently put Lynn in high-speed activation mode and blasted all over the city.

That Lynn, by the way. After handing over the letter to the head teacher, he goes to the stables himself to pick up his meal and is taking a nap.

The story is that there are rumors that they are firmer than their owners, but of course they are unconfirmed.

The source of the rumors must be investigated closely. With sanctions.

"The victim was healed exactly and sent away, so don't worry"

"Is that, like, a little evidence obliteration?

"Damale."

Drop your fist bones on Josh's head and start the class. With that blow, I let my head halfway into my desk, and I was stunned.

That said, even if I continue to contend with it, I will be scolded for neglect of duty and by the chief again.

I stretched out my spine and opened the textbook for the classroom to take care of my work attitude.

Today I had a dark blue tight knee-length skirt and a jacket of the same color, underneath which I decorated my collar with a white shirt and a red stick tie.

Plus the blonde hair, which is usually stretched long and sided up, is put together behind her and says, "It is! I have serious hair that seems to suit my tone.

I decide how to dress as a schoolteacher along with the smaller slim glasses on my face.

When I say swordsmanship theory, I don't have enough theoretical knowledge to teach you.

However, the characteristics of medieval melee weapons accumulated in the original world remain.

It is the purpose of today's class to convey such knowledge to them.

"First, from sword rivals, blunt weapon types. Just a blunt weapon and an insult. The number of variations may actually be comparable to the sword"

There are actually many kinds of things to say blunt weapons, from just sticking to reaching mace and joint-sticks.

Especially in this world, where there is no Asian region in the original world, there is a danger that such weapons will come out and be poked at.

"This weapon called Nunchak gains centrifugal power by wielding it in one hand, increasing its power..."

Stretch out your back and write the shape of that weapon on the blackboard.

I have to stretch my back because my height is... low... no, I'll admit it already. Because my height is low.

Yes, my back length is actually one hundred forty-eight centimeters, even lower than Aliusha's. Oh, the fact of the shock that will be revealed now!

No, I don't care about that now. It's not important. It's important to me.

Anyway, that's how I stretch out so hard to paint, Tema makes tea.

Even in this class, Josh, a trio corner in line for Calvert, he was on track recently.

"Doctor, I can't see."

"Then come forward."

"Well, I took a seat behind the window."

"You can't see it if you're behind it. Take that risk and you'll be there. Not at all."

"Something Irrational Theory Kitakore"

Well, it wasn't just Tema's problem with this.

When it comes to my appearance, I can say that there are only disadvantages to teaching swordsmanship.

The adorable appearance was insulted by the students, and the small body was inconvenient to plate on the blackboard, and disadvantageous with regard to the treatment of the Great Sword.

All three years of specially recommended classes, which most insulted their appearance, were put together and half-killed in ten seconds (cured later), allowing them to establish their status.

As a result, lowly board books somehow adore the way the students take forward and hold the Great Sword.

Because of that phenomenon, it's not much of a problem.

I'm sure it's because of my charm that students work around the table.

Look, if you stretch your back, you'll be out hip-line or something blatant.

No, let's not worry about some kind of student sending a strangely near-glance.

It was for that reason that I finished the morning class that day, planking with a jump of piompion.

I joined Aliusha and the others for lunch and got it on the lawn in the courtyard.

For some reason, in addition to the Arusha and the others, Calvert and Eldrett, as well as several other female students, came along to make it an unexpected big place.

"Exactly. I don't have lunch for this number of people? I mean, all I have is Aliusha's share."

"I know. Dr. Yumil won't brace you."

Eldrett says as he prepares his own lunch for my remarks.

He always brought a special lunch for the maid, and Josh was always after the stranger.

He's also an unbraced man.

I prepared lunches and calmed my hips, but I noticed something slightly different.

That was more than usual Eldred's lunch box.

"Hmm, Eldred's lunch box, it's a luxury today, isn't it?

"Yes, from today on, my brother will be living in my house."

Heh, it's my first ear that Eldret had a brother.

"But it's a long way from here to elementary school, isn't it? Why again?"

"You have a new friend?

"Aliusha, I still don't know if we can be friends."

Aliusha interrupts my question with a round of desire.

She woke up in the meadows. She is quite lonely because of her history.

The only reason my guard became a loose child was because of my education.

If you suck at it, and they say, 'I'll ame you up, so be your friend,' the guard is so sweet that you could go with the wheel.

"Alusha, you can't tell me you're going to be friends with someone you don't know, can you?

"Hmm? Yeah."

Beautiful girl. Anyone who wants to be close to her already is as good as it gets.

Not to mention that there will be many who will approach with a lower heart from now on. Her sweet guard needs to be tightened up tightly to us now.

But no matter how much I say, Aliusha's nostalgia won't heal. That's what makes it so appealing.

See how it goes, and I decide she can't be the only one paying attention.

I have absolute confidence in Aliusha, but I have no confidence in her vigilance at all.

"Ha, Tema, Raki, Josh. Keep an eye on Aliusha, okay?

"That's enough. Let me do it!

Don and I slapped him in the chest with unreliable force was a sorcerer's department raki.

He seems to have some pale feelings about Arusha, so that's not to worry about.

"No, you missed the point. Sorry, Eldrett."

"No, it's okay."

Eldrette smiling and showing peacefully. He was quite a beautiful man and seems to be quite popular with female students when he got insurance at the exam.

"So... oh, yeah. Why did my brother push you all the way to my house, huh? That's simply because you missed me. [M] I've been a brother for a long time."

"Heh, actually, does Eldrett think of his brother?

"No, not that far. But I can't let the person I miss get in the way."

"Surprisingly, people are good. Isn't noble society tough then?

Now it is calm and better per capita, but Eldret is also a nobleman.

In a world where glamour spreads and desire speaks of things, you won't be able to breathe.

"No, not so much these days. You see, there are people like Sir Leggle and Uncle Elden out there."

Like Mr. Leggle, who returned to Talhan with the Viscount, and Mr. Libi, who became Morias' successor, there has also been a recent increase in the number of discerning nobles.

Around empowering such talent to go, the King of Kilmar seemed quite likely to see people.

"So, 'Elaine and I are alone, and what if something happens!' I was going to say something rude and push you over to my house. No, it's embarrassing."

"That's where I'm afraid, too. There will be a lot of problems with just the two of us. So you shouldn't put your hands on me while I'm at school, okay? At least don't cause problems while I'm in charge."

"Isn't it a waste of real life in the second half? For a moment, I thought it was a student thought. Give me back my emotion."

That being said, Eldrett is already fifteen. I'm old enough to wake up. It is more impossible not to care.

"With that said, doesn't Calvert have any brothers?

"Me? He's my only child. Thanks to you, my grandparents are sweet and helpful."

"I don't know about that...... I'm quite old enough to give you a hard time"

"Heh."

I don't even show a bare gesture that bothered me at all, and return a raw reply.

Calvert like that is also seventeen years old. The abundance of age groups around here is unique to higher schools.

Calvert himself is tall and sturdy as he might expect in the future, so popular with chivalry girls.

Are you not passing through that at all intentionally, or is it the harm you grew up spoiled that you can't see the bare gestures you are aware of? Basically, it's a character that doesn't care about people's eyes.

When this kind of thing grows, maybe it'll be like Mr. Irvin.

"That's it. Aliusha, you had a magician's protection this afternoon, didn't you?

Sorcery doesn't just learn magic either.

It is the policy of higher schools that knighthood students also learn the foundations of magic to counter magic, and magic students also learn physical arts in case they are caught up in melee.

Because knights and magicians are required to learn the properties of both sides, the level of this school is maintained at a high level.

That's why the gateway to the introduction is narrow.

"Yeah. Yumil, your sister's gonna tell you, right?"

"Call me a teacher at school. Hmm, I'll use a mock sword in class, so would you invite your friends to prepare it?

"Ha!

In knighthood swordsmanship and sorcery escort, teaching is still different.

And that level, if it's also a special nomination group, requires something quite high.

Brain muscle knighthood comes from seating. And those of you in the head mage department should go in from practice and get to know the importance of melee tactics.

That's why she asked Aliusha to prepare herself.

Well, lunch is almost over. I have to get ready for this afternoon, too.