Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

The more snow it's going to snow today, the cooler it totally is.

Jarome Chamber of Commerce's newest thermostat, which wants to be put into full use. The performance was consistent with a high previous reputation. If it's about the size of a private room in the student building, it quickly turns into a warm space. The ultimate in the art of fire and wind god chanting, Oracle, why not exaggerate it? Whatever the thermal wind output, I'm not sure. Something is superior to conventional products in different digits.

In her very comfortable own room like that, Mia had her chin on the table and her nose humming with satisfaction. Its abundance is reputed to be like crushed marshmallows.

"I wish I could buy Lenore too."

The talking marshmallow attempts to erode into the opposite seat, the girl with the glasses who is working on the challenge together.

Nothing Jarome Chamber of Commerce spinner or anything, but this performance was enough to make me want to recommend it to everyone.

of

"... I don't really care about the cold"

The usual expressionless, emotionless voice. The quiet best friend stays to answer that with his sleepy eyes.

"Hmm, so-called."

Certainly from the snow country of the north, she has never seen it seem cold in the first place. Some personalities don't show up on my face at all.

On the other hand, although I also recommended it to the cold-blooded Belgrette, he said, "I'll think about it if it breaks what I'm using right now... (while wearing many layers)". She is one of Raindeer's leading millionaires, her maid, but she is also a stronger covenant than her fellow commoners.

In the end, the only thing Mia bought among the solicitations was drift protection that didn't have a thermostat from the beginning.

"... too warm will also lose concentration of study"

That's what they say, and Mia, who had been lazy about things for a long time with the intention of taking a short break, wakes up her upper body haha.

"Oh, it's not until tomorrow, is it? We have to do it tight......! This other day, I drew sketches and stuff and it was a big deal...! Ugh, this is what happens to me soon......!

This challenge still remains as well. My beloved Belgrette has returned to the castle too, so I cannot rely on it. From a glimpse of Lenore's notebook, he seemed to be going a lot further than Mia.

"... write?

and the glasses girl asks as she tilts her little neck.

Belgrette would never tell me, what a sweet temptation. Of course it's easier if you accept it, but the justification is definitely higher than doing it yourself because you round up the excellent Lenore answers.

Not long ago, Mia would have been unhesitatingly sweet to the liking, I think.

But.

"Yeah, I'll do it myself......!

Intentionally, the girl grabbed the hard pen in her hand.

I'll be in third grade in the spring. College life is also entering the second half of the year, and the way forward after graduation is becoming a time for serious thought.

At the beginning of school Mia just vaguely wanted to "do something about the poor house". But things have changed dramatically this summer. The home and surname to return to was lost and, as an identity, became a slave to the possession of Refugee.

Now, I want to give back to Lifeguard and Belgrette, who saved me by wearing a large sheet.

Belgrette aspires to become a living legend now because of her unconventional activity and a royal guard who serves the princess. When it comes to rewarding these two, it can't be reached by being half-baked.

They both say that feeling is enough.

But Mia thinks there's no way you're going to be sweet about that word.

Two people I love, who are very strong and also have full standing and wealth.

I want to line them up like that and help them in some way.

The aim is to

"I knew it was going to be tough, because I'm going to be a court chanter (Mage)..."

I have zero thoughts about being pompous.

Recently I started to hold it, a dream for the future.

"... There are many things in the court chanter (Mage), so I can't say them all.... but Mia would be fine"

"Ugh, I'm glad you said that... but you shouldn't spoil me too much"

"... If you study with the intention of dying, train with the thought of spitting blood, and work hard to the point where you're close to touching your mind, you'll be sure..."

"Wow, I wasn't even spoiling you."

But Lenore's right, it's definitely a tough journey.

Even if you call yourself a court chanter (Mage) at a sip, the roles vary. Some warriors are on the front lines and take the crusade of resentment demons and thieves, while others spend the day creating materials on their desks.

What we just have in common is that we are an elite group of national hubs, who cannot serve unless we are talented selection operators. Just because you left Midir College doesn't make it any easier.

but the goal had already been set. Mia, who is active in exercise and strength, intends to move on to the field of research and assistance. So that we can support the drift guards, who often stand on the battlefield, from the back at all.

I'm pretty sure it's Tsu's way. Mia is not even a civilian right now, a slave in exile possession. Even if you follow formal procedures and become an 'adult', that past turns around. I need it. There's something called strength that doesn't make you say whether or not you have it.

"I'm gonna do it all the time......!

Put enthusiasm on the hard pen and solve the problem.

Contrary to Mia, who started working his hands and head busily, this time Lenore was stopping the movement. Over his glasses, staring into Mia's eyes.

"Oh, my God, Mr. Lenore."

"... Mia, don't change."

"Huh? Oh, yeah?

After showing you a slightly contemplative trick,

"... yeah, it's not just Mia. Between this spring and now, we've all changed so much. Bell got stronger in every way, and Claire got big with her toge removed. Digos has disappeared, and Edvin has trained to be much stronger."

For this physically quiet girl, with a rare amount of heat.

"Lenore......?

"... Oops, I've already spoken without even on the pattern.... Now let's get rid of these guys"

"Ugh, yeah."

It's like rushing to fix the weaknesses that have made you look unexpected.

"Hey, Lenore"

"... n"

So Mia, who recognizes her best friend, says without getting lost.

"If there's anything troubling you, say anything. You may not rely on me, but I can help you a little!

Momented and squeezed the hard pen, Lenore loosened his expression as he had always noticed.

"… so let's start by returning the attribute management notes that are left on loan"

"Wow! I'm sorry, I forgot! Duh, where have you been..."

That's how the two of us stayed up for the night.

By the time Lenore left Mia's room, the date had already changed to the next day.

I asked the room owner who was squishing his eyes if he would sleep with me, but he said he was fine by himself.

She was heartbroken in one incident with the Redrack family and unable to sleep alone at night, but is gradually overcoming it these days. I'm trying to get over that abominable memory and be strong.

At the same time I felt reliable about such growth, I felt a little lonely Lenore.

(Heh, that's weird. Mia's mother, I am)

The crease and the edge of the mouth are broken.

Really, Mia and her people have changed.

……

The only thing that hasn't changed is me. As if the ghosts of the past have grabbed my ankle forever.

Two more years. Everyone who grows to look different will go down each path with what they have gained in their hearts.

In exchange...

(I... just came. temporarily, just fled)

Dark corridors and chilled nights seemed to imply his future.

Midir College is on the third floor of the campus, the library.

Unlike a library room, it is a room where old books, unused teaching materials, and heavy literature that is not intended for students are stored.

When the cragging doors were opened, the narrow standing bookshelves welcomed the current protection.

Basically, it's not the kind of place where people are. Only thousands of unspeakable books exist here.

"... ah"

It was supposed to be, but rarely had a client.

A wooden long desk and six chairs, arranged in a way surrounded by a flock of shelves. One female student with glasses sitting on one of them and spreading the book as a matter of course.

Sara blonde hair stretched to her shoulders and skin like white snow. The contrast is so delicate and beautiful that it even feels mysterious. If it was also said with the Spirit of Winter, there was an intrusive atmosphere that seemed to convince me honestly.

With the scream of a strange pull door, visitors would have noticed. Her eyes, which had been dropped on the paper, are pointed upwards and toward the shield.

"Oh, hey, Mr. Lenore? You were reading a book."

As opposed to drift protection, which you can tell by looking at,

"... yes.... Hello"

The girl's reaction was pale or mypace, as usual.

Lenore Schne-Grosevitz.

Quiet and I like books. Make it a classmate of Bellette or Mia. Best friend.

This fall, around the time of Dealey's Birthday, I was back in my homeland. He stayed over there for a while afterwards, and came back while Lifeguard and Belgrette were on an expedition - straying into modern Japan.

On one of the Sabbath mornings in the fall, expecting to meet her face by chance, she hears that Lenore's reason for returning home was "because her mother suffered a sudden illness".

I don't know the details, and she herself can be very oligarchy and difficult to ask.

For exile protection, she was still a mysterious girl.

(... hmm)

... Speaking of which, it's a little hard to deal with. The reason...

"Er... Dr. Rock told me there was a book I wanted you to get..."

"... yes"

……

……

Silence to come and go, silence to visit.

…………

…………

And a mysterious stare.

(Kissing, stirring)

This is it.

As a drift shield who can't speak poorly and can't even say what he cares about, the conversation won't continue until the other person gets on board. I am in the mood for other reasons, but this is difficult because of my personality. Especially if the person is a girl.

(Oh, no, this is what Digos and I were like when we just met...)

Most of the time now, I don't even feel comfortable with that giant.

Whatever it is, what a cozy, uncomfortable silence lasts.

(Ugh, hmm)

Now, for example, if Lenore would resume reading as if nothing had happened, that would be fine, but she would stare. Like a cat I ran into on the side of the road. If so, I also feel like I have to talk about something, and somehow I sprang up the subject.

"Um... why are you reading a book here? If it's a book, there's a bunch of them in the library..."

"... mood swings"

"Oh, really..."

"... yes"

……

……

"Um, isn't it cold? I don't have a thermostat or anything, and this room..."

Just talking like this is cold enough for my white breath to overflow with the words.

"... nothing, I don't care"

"Soya Lenore is an ice attribute, isn't it? Under the influence of that, do you also resist the cold or something?

"... it doesn't matter.... I was born and raised in a snowy country myself, so I'm pretty sure I'm used to the cold."

"Oh, the snow country. I'm from Lenore. Sure, uh... yeah, it was the Badalnoise god empire...!

It's starting to sound like a good catch ball for conversation, the poorly spoken boy said.

"Beginning the day after tomorrow, it will be" The Silence of the White Rabbits Carm, "and Lenore will be back in town again, like in the summer, right? What kind of place is Badalnoise?

It is time for the College to enter the 'winter break' where it is called in the knowledge of drift protection. If we spread the word from here, we're going to figure something out. I meant to gain such certainty, but

"... nothing.... nothing to talk about"

(uhh!?

Lenore's voice was clearly lower.

Too familiar? Did you step on a mine?

whereas drifting protection is likely to cause unpleasant sweat in the cold,

"... nothing but snow"

Girl like white snow herself just quietly accompanied her.

"Oh well."

"... yes"

(Uhm......)

Don't you want to talk about your hometown? Or is there nothing to talk about but snow, as the word goes?

(I don't know. surrender......)

Whether it's called "Fist Strike" Luckerz "or winning a heavenly banquet, the contents are ex-boys high school students who have just turned sixteen. As for how to deal with women, it remains to be seen.

"Well, then I'll look for the book..."

She nodded silently and glanced back at the book on the desk.

I changed my mind, and I was looking for the book I was looking for.

(Shh... Could the book here, in order of order, be appropriate...?

"Reindeer Foundations," "The Origin of Urbach Vite Disease," "The Ecology of Piaga," "The Two-Sided World," "The Fantastic Black Crystal" … Unlike the library, the title and author name of the book placed were clearly fragmented.

(... looking for the desired book or something, this)

Look for me yourself, Iwawave Fai. I'm driven by the urge to go back and say,

(Would you like to see the other side too...)

around with a sigh. The drift protection that turned right

"Wherever!?

Right at the end of my eyes and nose. Surprised by Lenore standing upright immobilized staring at this one up close, that already went against the grandeur.

"Ahem! Bit, I'm scared. Ah! When, why are you standing right behind me? What is it, Mr. Lenore?

"... unexpectedly scared?

"No, it's nothing."

I thought it was a ghost or something living in a sealed library.

I desperately take care of it, keeping the voice of my heart down like that.

"... what book are you looking for"

"Oh? Oh, uh, I have three books -"

When I showed him the note he had kept from the Doctor, the glasses girl walked out with no hesitation, "... then this way".

"Oh, seriously, you know what I mean?

If you follow after, though confused,

"... here"

"Ooh."

First one book.

"... here"

"Whoa."

Next book.

"... that's it"

"E, Excellent......"

And the last book. Soon all the books for the purpose were gathered.

"Wow, thanks for the help, Lenore...! Thanks!"

"... you're welcome"

It is a mood guided by the Spirit of the book or something.

……

……

And the silence to visit.

In the middle of a passage sandwiched by a bookshelf, about seconds to stare at each other.

"... you heard that your memory is back"

Small as a whine. But in a clear tone, Lenore cut it out that way.

"Huh?"

"... you had lost your memory, but I heard you got it back recently"

Did you think you didn't hear me or didn't communicate your intentions? The rhetoric is slightly different, but it doesn't change the content.

"Er... well, yeah... I guess"

The drift shield on the other hand returned vaguely scratching his cheeks.

It is a lie at all costs. The boy's nerves weren't as thick as he could nod without hesitation at the question. I didn't expect Lenore to ask me that question, but I was a little upset.

"... what brought back memories with the hang-up?

"Oh, no... I don't know myself, but when..."

"Was there any physical or mental change before or after the memory returned?

"Hmm? Uh, no..."

"Do you remember both before and after you lost your memory?

"No, hey."

"How long did you not remember? Did you see the doctor?

Incredible rap. Never seen it before, it was an early succession of arrows. So much so that I thought Lenore could talk like this. I'm as expressionless as usual, but I also look like I'm desperately pushing my emotions to death somewhere.

"Hey, well, I don't know what it is, but you need to calm down...!

When you rush to stop Lenore, who is stuffed with sloppy,

"..., sorry"

Slightly hazy, she took a step back, nagging.

"No, the... rather, it's this way to apologize..."

……

If you accidentally run, the glasses girl tilts her neck faintly.

I know almost nothing about a girl named Lenore.

In a quiet reader. In the chanter Magee, who was given two names: "Frozen Snow Storm" Ventisca ". Best friends in Belgrette and Mia. Sometimes I have the surreal to do something that flies.

And I'm only about one of the many people that I continue to deceive.

"No, I... actually..."

Naturally, the mouth of the drift shield moves.

"I... am not amnesiac."

Guilt by lies. Only now, because I cared about her sword screen.

If you look for a reason, maybe there was something else.

Whatever it was, it was like being lured to something unseen. Lifeguard was monologue about the truth. I couldn't help but do so.

…… ... What do you mean "

Explain it to Lenore, who has natural doubts.

Belgrette, Mia, Claria, Digos, Myol, and King Ardia.

As we have done to them, we will talk about the special circumstances that humans have: Arisu Current Protection.

What I have done in a way that leads me astray from a separate world called Earth. That in that world there is no soul and mind power Prarna or divine chanting art Oracle.

And now sleeping in the research building, Lotus Castle Colorful Flowers also came from the same place as myself.

From the people who live in this Grim Crows, it would even seem absurd Yotai.

Still, the recent revelation of the 'Nihon' country name should no longer be as abrupt as it used to be.

"... that you come from a distant country with different doctrines and values,"

"Yes, that's what I mean in brief...!

The drifting shield nods over and over to the expression that shoots a target in the Grim Crows style.

I often ask Lenore if he is too pompous, putting aside the time to think.

"... that you had no abnormality in your memory,"

"Oh......!

The boy affirms in a clear mood.

It has always been the same. Though I started with myself with bitter meat measures, I still feel drawn to the fact that I continue to falsify them. If you can make it obvious this way, you've never been over it.

But finally, I could talk to Lenore, too. I think this might reduce the distance in the future, just like Diegos - although it was a drift protection.

That may have been my own sweet idea.

"Huh!?

So for the first time, I noticed the drift protection.

Lenore's eyes, hidden behind her glasses. As if to embody that attribute of ice, to be emitting a chilling light.

"... yes.... you weren't there to lose your memory."

Somewhere. Even a different tone or voice, a disappointing word.

It's like staring at an enemy, a cold eye...

"Oh, no..."

Liu Shi was unable to carry on two sentences in an aggressive manner.

but instantly understood.

Keep faking people. Confess the truth. Don't worry, I can finally tell you.

Such things are only my own circumstances. I don't think about them at all. Not everyone, like the Belgrettes, is happy to show understanding.

He said he was being lied to - and that some anger might come in knowing he was being deceived. Rather, isn't that natural enough -?

"Wow, bad. Uh, no offense... the..."

Drop your gaze as you wander. Turning up without even coming up with an excuse that sounds like an excuse,

"... Huh!?

Lenore had returned to an unusual faceless expression. As usual, I wonder if the cold ahead was a mistake. Insurance and other nowhere, some pompous, slightly sleepy, grown-up face.

"... just saying.... Nevermind."

Shita, and I'm going to say that with my right hand up. The tone is exactly the same as usual.

"Er... and angry... don't you?

"... I'm not angry.... it's not like I'm angry"

"Really?"

"... really"

"Seriously?

"... seriously.... Seriously?

I can't even feel my anger emotions as dusty as it is from the way I tilt my little neck wonderfully as I give it back.

"... you've always felt somewhere heterogeneous, but rather convinced"

"Oh yeah..."

"... yes"

That's what seemed like no lies or lies. The boy, anxious to see if he had made himself comfortable, finally takes a heartfelt sigh of relief.

"... sorry I surprised you this way.... Then I'll go back to my room"

Lenore ended the conversation and turned his back on the curly protection.

"Oh, you know!

……

Lenore turns only her neck faintly if she calls for drift protection. The golden hair stretched out to her shoulders shaken gently and meticulously.

Anyway.

(What are you doing, me...?

I wasn't sure myself why I made a stopping voice, either.

Just. Something, a sense of loss. It's like something important is about to fall out of your palm, attacked by a strange feeling.

"Uh... you're off the day after tomorrow. Do you feel like you're going home tomorrow after college?

"... I intend to"

"Oh well. Um... no, how's your mother?

For a moment.

I was caught in the illusion that the room was frozen.

"... Huh!?

Liquid protection unexpectedly looks around with a chill. Has it even entered the gap wind? Such a chill that shivers you from your core.

"... no problem"

Return your gaze to Lenore in front of you so that you can be happy with that voice.

"... If you're a mother, nothing's wrong"

"Oh well. Good for you."

Are you calling me 'Mother'? I guess it's some lady or something, for Christ's sake.

"… See you the following year. … that there is no protection for the Ice God Cure Renaissance."

"Oh. Bye."

Stray shield just dropped off its back, which was constantly leaving.

I wonder if I had anything else to say, driven by a strange sense of impatience.

While I'm caught in the feeling that I've served something irrevocably.