Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

Rainardia, the king's capital, is a city that flourished as the main mountain of Ringism.

The city of cobblestone, where one dust has not fallen, spreads around the Great Spirit of St. Nomorus (...) Chapel, where the Pope resides, and the Castle of Rainardia, where the King resides.

One piece of dust hasn't fallen because a child without parents is picking it up and turning it into gold.

So when you visit Rainerdia, you shouldn't even look at the people who are pointing trash away.

They are giving jobs to underprivileged children.

- Knowledge already existed in my head once and for all as such.

But the ancients used to say it.

"The Hundred News is not at first sight".

"Wow! Lots of people!

"Oh......!

I snuck out my voice from behind Phil, who showed great excitement at the carriage window.

Even so, I grew up in modern Japan.

Its memories are fading a lot now, but compared to people in this world, I'm much more used to seeing crowds.

I don't care if you say Wang Du or something, it's a big deal! Gwahahahaha!!

... and I thought. To be honest.

Tons of people, carriages, voices crossing the street.

Lined up in shops that connect houses, many of which I've never even seen.

That's just the beginning.

Unexpectedly, out the window, something like a giant lizard crossed.

A horse dragon.

As the name suggests, a dragon like a horse, more physically powerful than a horse, but more vulnerable to temperature changes than a horse because of its warming animal -

And I read it in a book.

The horse dragon was towing a carriage, and a man of only about half the height of a normal human being sat on its podium.

Halfling.

One of the races of living more in the countries of the North, the common denominator being that they are smaller, that their hands are clever, and that they prefer pastoral life -

And I read it in a book.

There are other scales in that 800 house old man's arms that are evidence of dragon descendants, and it is Dwarf who walked away with a big bag now.

- Oh, it's an elf! There was an elf! I've never seen anything other than Rachel...... I knew we were all super beautiful......

Ringism does not subordinate to those who possess intelligence, regardless of their appearance.

Because it makes no difference that you are under the protection of the Spirit.

That's why Rainardia was also the biggest trading city where different races gathered from all over the continent.

When I see this city, I feel like everything because I know modern Japan.

Tokyo and all the yellow races!!

To that extent, I'm talking about urbanism or something that's not right.

The carriage carrying me, Phil, Rachel, and six men, father and mother, and Mr. Posford, goes down the lookout where six cars are likely to run side by side.

This carriage was prepared by the College of Spiritual Arts, with an emblem on the side indicating that it is owned by the Spiritualist Guild.

Many other carriages with the same emblem were seen.

They were all aimed uniformly in the same direction.

"We're going through the gate."

At the same time my father said, a carriage went through a large gate.

Me and Phil get together and face out the window.

Large walls, assembled in red brown brick, continue all the way as they draw loose curves.

That's what separates the College of Spiritual Arts from the rest.

There were many young men and women crossing the cobblestone laid paths.

Everyone wears the same outfit - a college uniform.

And if you look forward.

There is a large building.

It's like a temple, like a palace.

I don't know the details, but a circular building that feels like someone famous architect must have made a good compromise between religious symbols and architectural rationality.

That's where we're going.

One of the facilities owned by the Royal College of Spiritual Arts.

"Martial Arts Grounds".

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There were hundreds of people in the fighting hall lobby.

One of these days, half of them are just like me.

You must be a freshman at the academy, just like me and Phil.

Because today, the Spiritual Academy will be tested for merit upon admission.

"Wow. There's so many of them!

"Oh...... to be honest, I thought it was less"

No entrance exam whatsoever. Because I'm telling you it's a super elite school that can only be put in by either recommendation or scouting......

"Mostly because he's the kid who's been enrolled winning letters of recommendation from a single master. Scouts like you are a minority."

Raquel said.

Among the spiritualists are a number of people who run, so to speak, the 'Spiritual Dojo', who erect signs carving their names and collecting and nurturing subordinates.

Actually, I've only been introduced to that once before I met Rachel.

Well, when I did something similar to what I did when I was in Rachel, they threw me a key in seconds and broke the door fast.

"What? That means I'm pretty amazing?

"... maybe? Maybe? Well, if you think about Spartans in Rachel's training, you're gonna have some trouble..."

"Don't get on with it"

"Ugh!" "Yes!

Me and Phil got our master's chops together.

Rachel looks out the front at me and Phil holding his head.

"You guys have talent. That's what I guarantee you this past year and a half I've been working you out. - But"

Raquel glanced at the freshman children hissing at the lobby.

"The kids here have been similarly expected to be qualities, working hard, and diving through narrow gates.

... you know? Here (...), the old (...) can (...) hold (...) eh (...) and (...) the previous (...) also (...) the (...).

What an effort (...), and (...) and (...) when (...) we (...) the (...) before (...) and (...) the (...).

You're going to have to beat tough competition in that world today.

In a world where no one praises you for just doing (...) "

I'm breathtaking.

Feelings that were a little loose disappear all at once.

"Mr. Rachel. You want one from me, too? as a graduate of this college."

"... go ahead"

My father took turns with Rachel and stood in front of me and Phil.

"Well, generally as Mr. Rachel said.

This college is not a sweet place. There's not one guy who can do it with just a genius thing (...).

To survive in a world like that, besides what is normal about talent and effort, there is something you need......

As I've said before, I've been a slump here. Why do you think I rowed all the way to graduation?

Asked, me and Phil looked at each other.

Phil answers first.

"Because you got lucky?

"Ha ha! That's important, too. Yeah, I got lucky. That's another fact. But there's another thing besides luck.... Jack, what do you think?

I thought about it for a second.

"... mind. I didn't break my heart... I didn't give up, because"

My father nodded loudly when he heard my answer.

It's a shame.

"Too bad......?

"Sure, I didn't give up. But at the same time (...), I gave up (...) also (...) and (...)"

And Hatena rambles over me and Phil's head.

"I didn't want to give up graduating. I didn't want to graduate, be a spiritualist, and give up being a corner person, not just a family member.

So (...), then (...) and (...) of (...) outside (...) gave up (...) (...) all (...) parts (...).

The fantasy that my talents are better than others...

The excuse that you can do it...

I threw it all away.

I accepted my inability to do it and chose exactly what I could do, what I couldn't do, what I had, what was missing, what was in me… "

That 's--

What a horrible decision.

Sort out the possibility of being yourself….

In the process, how many excuses have you truncated that could have been an escape route to hope that you might have been spared if you hadn't...

How much did you confront the fear that there might be nothing left at the end?

"Look, Jack, Philine.

Know what you're missing. But (...), don't count (...).

When you start counting all that's missing, not what you have, it's quickly crushed and broken.

When I say it to the entity, I want to die without interruption.

I know a lot of guys who just did that and left the college with a much better talent than me...

They've been doing it happily ever after.

Still, my shortage, once I count it, never disappears from me... "

Rachel gives a nasty voice to his father, who tells him to bite.

"Exactly, it's a tough story for the two of us about going to school..."

"It's something you'll find out sooner or later if you enroll. Besides, this is how my parents tell me from above, and I won't be able to feel it immediately. So did I.

This is how I'm talking to you right now to remind you, 'Speaking of which, you heard this story', before the time comes and you fall into self-restraint. "

"Besides," continued his father, showing his teeth and making him laugh.

"Jack and Philine would definitely get over it, even if they hit the wall, to the point where they couldn't stop.

Anyway, my son and my son are in love. "

"Hey, Dad!

What do you say all of a sudden ah!!

"Hehe," Phil grinned happily, hugging him to his arm.

"Pick a time and a place, too!

"What, if it was a place where no one else was?

"It is...! And, anyway! Ha... ha ha!!

"Yikes!

My parents and Rachel smile at me trying desperately to pull Phil off.

Oh my God...... It's become a good toy for the grownups.

Lately, I feel my mental age is getting closer and closer to my physical age.

"Bye, Jack, Phil. 'Cause I'm going to the process."

"We have to say hello, too. You should get dressed in the dressing room."

From the servant I brought in, me and Phil received my own change of clothes.

I'm wearing formal clothes now, but they have to be easier to move around when I'm examing.

After the exam, the college will pay for the uniform.

"Be careful not to get lost. Maps, I think there's plenty of them around there."

"I know, Master. Because you don't have to worry, you don't get lost. You don't have to treat me like a child."

"Yes..."

That's why I broke up with Rachel and the parents.

It's just gonna be me and Phil.

"Ji-kun."

"What?

"You just have to pick a time and a place, right?

"That's fine now! Let's get out of here!

"Eh."

Dragging Phil into discontent, I went for a dressing room for freshmen.

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I got lost.

"Ji-kun..."

"Ma, wait, Phil. Don't look at me like that."

I stare at the map of the battlefield hung on the wall.

... Wow...

You're too messy on the road.

"I think I should probably go around there...... Which road leads where? This..."

"Oh, yeah. Let's fly away, with Ji-kun's spiritual art. You know the direction, don't you?

Hmmm......

If someone sees me, I'm going to be a lot angry.

Better than Othi to finish the exam while you're wandering around like this, huh...?

"I have no choice..."

"Decided! Look, the window's open over there. Geez!!

Phil jumping at me. Do you feel like you've earned a big name?

To put it in a nutshell as a fighting ground, it is in fact internally divided into a first fighting ground, a second fighting ground and several buildings, between which there is a courtyard.

There was also a courtyard in front of us, on the second floor of the building on the other side of it, with open windows.

As far as the map goes, I think it's a room in nothing in particular.

If we can get that far, we're going to figure out the rest.

"Hold on tight, man."

"Yeah!"

Holding Phil, I jumped to that window using [nested permeable wings].

Put your foot on the window frame.

"What?"

"" Huh?

So, align and round your eyes.

Me, Phil and - I was in the room, a girl in underwear.

... er.

In the meantime, the red-haired girl who seemed to be dressed in the room was about our age.

I mean outside the strike zone.

I'm not even excited about Phil being naked. It's me, Cool Guy.

You picked up your life.

"- Yikes!!!!"

It wasn't if you said so.

A red-haired girl bursts into an ultrasound-like scream.

Meanwhile, a bright red fireball is looming at the tip of our nose!

"What the hell!?

"Hih!!

We scream again, too, and fall through the window frame.

"Oh, I'm sorry!

Shortly afterwards, when she heard such a voice, the red-haired girl just now turned her face out of the window hiding her body with a curtain.

"Big Brother -"

Naturally, it's okay.

We were just under the window, fluffy and floating in the universe.

But is it because of that?

Well, I guess it's because of that.

I just fell in love with that girl.

"Uh..."

There is no situation where the expression of bitterness fits this well.

I couldn't stand the silence, I didn't know what to say, and I followed, and I mumbled what I didn't have to say.

"Do you need a bra or something at that age?

The girl's face dyes the same color as her hair at once.

And as a natural consequence, screams and red lotus flames burst again.

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"Well, I'm sorry I left the window open and dressed, too! I admit it!? Aren't you guys common sense coming in through the window until you use spirituality!?

The red-haired girl, who was held up by her own escort on the verge of a fire, began to get puffy and angry at me and Phil after getting dressed properly.

"If you had a normal, straight nerve!? I don't think you'd even think about jumping into the upstairs window! Though it was my downfall that kept the window open! It's depressing, though!

You're so self-indulgent, this kid. I'm mad at you.

Besides, I have a point over here.

"I thought it was a room with nothing. This isn't a dressing room, is it? Why are you dressed like this?

"Because, you know, it's not natural!

"No, what?"

"It's impossible to get dressed in the same room as others!

Ha...

Really?

"That's why I rented a room I didn't use, and I kept an eye on the door! I can't believe you could come in through the window! It was a blind spot. Now we have to be careful!

He was a kid who could honestly reflect.

Though the way you think is perfectly selfish lady.

"Um... for now, I'm sorry to come in through the window while I'm dressing"

"I'm sorry. Hey!

Phil said it as if he wasn't willing to apologize, but what a girl nodded to Eagle Deep.

"I'll forgive you this time. I had a clue too."

I don't admit it...

The girl paid the characteristic redhead with her right hand for a fussy...... and strained her chest somewhere high pressure.

"You're late. I am Azerea Austin, the second daughter of the Marquis of Austin. Though you guys seem like freshmen from what I've seen?

"Oh, I'm Jack Lieber. Count Lieber, the man of the house."

"Count Lieber? Oh... Speaking of which, a country lord named Dimkurd."

Whoa, a fight?

"Fine, what country? Full of greenery. I hear Dimkurd is a good land with stable governance. You have a good father."

It was praised.

"So, is that your sister?

And, the girl - when Azelea looked at Phil, Phil hugged me all the time.

"It's Filine Posford! I'm Ji-kun's wife!

"What?"

"Huh?"

What are you proclaiming?

"Uh... erm..."

Look, Mr. Azelea, you're in trouble!

"Do you mean forgive my wife...?

"No! I'm your wife!

Phil, who doesn't give in hard, stares at Azelea with his eyes like a wildcat fighting over his territory, holding onto me.

"What are you so vigilant about?"

"That co is the enemy. I can tell by the smell. It's Onna's Kang."

I mean, it feels like a woman's eye, or a wild eye, but look.

"Uh... oh, does that mean we're dating?

Azerea was trying to give me the utmost consideration for Phil's unclamped behavior. Good girl......

"That's it! Because I am Ji-kun, I am Ji-kun! So they also do what they do with irony!

"Yah......!?

Azelea's face stains bright red.

... you know what that means? Lady.

"Yes, irony... no way... I'm just a kid... such a big deal..."

"Sometimes I do chews!

"Chuh......!?!?

Yes, Mr. Filine. Let's just shut up for a second. Hey.

I blocked Phil's mouth with my hands.

"Ha ha ha ha!!

"Phil, you flew too far today."

Sir, I'm not following you at all.

"Ahhh...! Nasty......! That's nasty......! Forced like that......! I'm sure it's always with my mouth, not my hands......!!

You can't keep up with the whole thing anymore, you macho kids.

It took a little time for Phil's mouth and Azerea's brain to heal somewhat.

"... I've shown you something ugly."

Still a little red in the face, Azelea coughs up and tries to reset the air.

"I asked you what you broke into. I'm sorry too, but you guys are you too! No! I'm just a kid and I'm chi... I can't believe it! It's filthy!

I'm sorry about what happened.

"I wonder what kind of education you're getting! Whose gate are you guys at?

"Who... do you mean who the master is?

"That's right. By the way, I am the gatekeeper of the Fire God Heavenly Light Stream, which was opened by Brendan Musgrave, the hero who was once dubbed" Fire God "in the War!

It's bad for Azelea, who explained it very well even though she didn't ask, but unfortunately it's not bright enough for her care this time, so she didn't know herself that there was such a cool named school.

Have you ever heard of the name Brendan Musgrave?

That sounds like a really traditional gateway attendant.

I'll meet Phil in the face.

Well, if you want to know the master's name, I will.

It's not like they're stopping me.

"My master is named Rachel. Same with Phil over here."

"Rachel?"

Azerea tilted her neck.

"You've never even heard of such a magician. I wonder who the wild magician is."

"He said he signed up for the Spiritualist Guild for once. I don't think he's really leaning in."

"Hmm. So you guys, I guess you guys taught some sort of magician named Rachel spirituality and let other teachers just lend you their names to enroll in school. You won't deny it, but you'll regret it, won't you? You're going to be admitted to this college with no strength."

Words are provocative, but to my ears, that sounded like sincere advice.

But Phil is peeling. Town hall.

"This college gathers promising spiritualist eggs from all over the country. That's never a level that's 'a little better than people'.

You know what? A bunch of bandits called 'Crimson Cats', who were making noise in the alley, told me that only two children had destroyed them. They're going to be scouting this year, aren't they?

I wonder what kind of kids they are. I'd love to meet you once and talk to you!

"It -" blocked Phil's mouth again, lightly rose.

I'll keep my mouth shut because it's going to be kind of hard, but lucky.

"And..."

The tone of Azerea's voice dropped unexpectedly, and her expression became just a little more serious.

"This year, I hear that 'Genius Prince' is finally getting into school..."

"" The Prince of Genius "...?

Tilting her neck, Azelea looked surprised.

"You don't know? The third prince of this country, said to be a prodigy since the royal beginnings! As a spiritualist, he's already had a lot of battles in action."

Prodigy since the royal beginnings...... is there such a guy?

Dimkuld is pretty far from Wang Du, so I don't really get that kind of information...

Even if it wasn't, it was the best way to keep up with Rachel's training.

"Heh heh... your arms are ringing. With the right competition, my talent will shine."

Sounds like a lot of overconfident lady.

I was burning my fighting spirit on my own.

"Good luck to you guys at best. I'm on edge with this, and at least I'll be praying for you to pass grade six. Just be careful not to just get hurt! Then be in a good mood!

I'm not sure if it's high-pressure or gentle. Setting aside the dialogue, Azerea Austin left with her escort.

In the end, he was almost talking to you alone...

Phil finally makes a comment after I can't see Azelea's flashy red hair.

"Selfish kid!

I flushed it silently.

... Is he a fellow hater?