My sister was born in my house when school was about to begin and a month later.
I'm thrilled to have a sister because I only had a brother in my previous life.
Let's live as brother idiots.
"Odilon, Curse. It's your sister, Chiara. Take good care of him.
"Yeah, Father, I'm so glad my sister because I only had a brother.
I wonder if Brother Odillon will be a brother idiot too.
"I'm your brother, too. I adore you."
Let me read you a book like my brother did.
Well, there's nothing to do for a while.
By the way, how many siblings can we have from now on?
At school.
We're in a group, but it looks like we've got a group.
It's not that we're not close, it seems to me that those who care about nature have consolidated each other.
Pascal, you and Ernest, your senior aristocratic combination.
We junior aristocrats and the Alex group.
Other junior aristocratic sixes.
Civilian Quadruple and Civilian Five.
A total of twenty-two people, initially more, had moved into two sets at some point.
This seems to be a balanced group inside, and it goes smoothly when we all do something together.
Sometimes we all had wolves after school. I wonder if getting along is beautiful.
One day like that, they were going to have one more pair of people.
"It's Grants Apollinaire. I don't like magic, but I like physical education. Best wishes.
Apparently, he came up from two sets.
I guess it means equality to come and go one and two sets depending on your abilities.
Come on. Today's hour is arithmetic.
I got into a rolling addition.
The second hour is in Mandarin, and all Roland characters are explained.
The third hour is a magic, freely increasing class of magic.
Magic release seems to be a pretty difficult thing to do, and they usually increase it to tunnels by using it a little bit at a time.
I spend a lot of time using the Smelter Circulation on wooden knives.
Lunch, Grants, looks like you're having lunch with a pair of five civilians. I wonder if it will be a group of six civilians.
Fourth hour, time for society.
It's about what shouldn't be in the city.
Children like us, for example, should not walk outside after sunset.
If the Knights find us, they'll send us home. I'm so sorry that I'm going to let you do the extra work.
This is an orphan control.
Related to the absence of slums, but orphans in Kutanutu must always live in orphanages.
Unidentified people without destinations sent by the Knights go to orphanages if they are children, and slave falls if they are adults.
They are not the most adult and unidentified people.
The fifth hour is physical education.
Moving the body will still be the main thing.
It seems to be a priority to gain strength for a year.
I hope it's fun.
I am having such a pleasant and unchanging day at will.
Life without mountains and valleys is wonderful.
Personally, the amount of magic is ganging up, and the controls are improving.
I have a little more magic to use, and I have nothing to say.
Let's say we work hard on the tunnel.
There is a lot of magic, so the efficiency of training is outrageous.
They can't all use that much magic in a day. It doesn't increase its magic because it can't use it, and it's hard to train because it can't.
I can't wait for my advantage.
Incidentally, more magic...
water bomb
I can fly a water bullet.
The flying distance is about thirty mails, and the size of the bullet is about the empty pod of a shotgun.
It's water, so even if it hits, it's only as powerful as decopin. So far.
soil mass
I can fly a chunk of dirt forward a while.
Combined with the throwing motion, it's going to let you fly far.
As we get used to it, the mass is likely to increase in size, strength and flight distance.
iron mass
I can get better metal out than iron chips.
Currently, I can give about 10 grams of iron per minute with about 50% purity due to my physical sensation.
The magic of fire has not changed.
You will be able to release the magic of ignition at large and high temperatures, but since it's a level I'm sorry for the burns, it will be possible to use the magic that can be well defended.
I want you to spare me a burn or something because it's the fire I put out, but the fire is a fire no matter who lit it.