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

When my sister enrolled in elementary school, she was nasty and tense.

"Oh, it's so sweet, it's so sweet."

'Ah, ahhh... Ya, stop, xxx sister......'

"Isn't it good or not?"

They're influenced today by a time play, or a variety show with that parody.

She was sticky and stuck to her sister, who carried a red landscape.

"Oh, brother, help me."

... I don't have a choice.

My sister wears half a vesto and asks for help, so I wind her up laughing bitterly.

'Mmm! Do what! He's a crook, meet him. Meet him!

You're the crook.

The whole thing, what's going on with this guy today?

It's usual to have high tension, but today it's a cocktail.

'Cause, x-kun'

She looked up at my face and laughed, keeping her feathers tight.

'I'm not looking forward to it! The three of us are going to say-bye this school!

... what to do if you succeed or fail.

But I told him what I was trying to say.

It's a memorable day for the three of us to get a new place called school.

'Look, XX, don't cry either. You can go to school with your favorite brother from today on, right?

"Ugh... with your brother..."

... As far as I'm concerned, I hope my sister doesn't just stick with us and make friends properly...

If you have such happy eyes, you can't be evil as a brother.

"From today on, you're at school, too, XX"

'... Ugh!

'But besides us, you make good friends, don't you?

"... ooh..."

My sister leans anxiously.

...... hmmm......

× × Are you afraid to make new friends?

".............................."

"Why not?

'... boring, it may seem... A dark child, it may seem...... I don't know what to do... I don't know what to do...'

... You're not sure, to yourself.

Everything I do, everything seems wrong, I can't do anything.

× × Then I'll forgive myself. "

"... loose...?

'"Fine." "It's okay," he said. Whenever you talk to someone or try to do something, that's how you can forgive yourself. It may be difficult at first, but if you keep going, you'll be able to do anything.'

"... anything...?

"Oh. I'm fine."

You were relieved by the word, and your sister's expression gradually became brighter.

'... ok... I'll try my best, brother...!

It's a fragment of a rubbed memory.

I was still called 'brother', about the nine-year-old spring.

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"Ohhhh!!!

The moment I heard such a voice, I activated my spirituality.

Phil, who has covered his full body press, glides on my belly with a fluttering, feathery lightness.

"Ahhh. I found out."

"That would find out. You, if you were declared so loud. How much do you think I've been getting from you and Rachel sleeping dodges?"

Though I call it unintentional coping training, that was definitely just playing. Definitely.

Phil was also used to being weighed off, and as he twisted up my body from the side of his belly, he stretched his neck, chuckled lightly, and let my lips touch mine with that.

"Oh, hey, Ji-kun."

"... good morning"

Uh-huh...

Will this life continue every day from now on......

Me, wow, don't I look stupid? You all right, buddy?

I woke myself up lifting Phil's body and got out of bed.

A different room than it was until yesterday.

It was a student residence at the College of Spiritual Arts.

All college students are supposed to go into dormitories, but they are free to choose whether they want to be alone or in a room, as well as who they want to be in a room with.

That's why, as a matter of course, I was supposed to live in the same room as Phil.

Phil said, "Phew, so it's Tozen!".

As far as I'm concerned, I don't know if I'm going to live with a girl at this age.

His father, Mr. Posford, also said, "Jack, you're safe with me! Ho, ho, ho!" and I had a light OK.

Naturally, I have a bunk bed because I'm in the same room, but needless to say, last night, Phil snuck into my bed and slept.

"Is breakfast in the dining room? I'll take care of it before then. Here, Phil, get your uniform out, take your clothes off."

"Yah, eh!

I'll make Phil change his clothes pretending to be twitchy and shy, and then I'll change into a paid college uniform, too.

This uniform is built to withstand combat as well and is easy to move on sturdy.

It was an ultra-high performance uniform, as easily imaginable as there must have been a bad enough battle to make a single document show when making it.

When you finish dressing, you have to have breakfast.

I intend to go straight to the school building, so I also hold the bag.

"All right, let's go"

"Shh!!

And, the two of us were fine, opened the door to the room, and took the first step to school.

Moments.

The door to the next room opens.

"Hmm?"

"Ah."

"Oh?"

A red-haired girl wearing a college uniform.

Azerea Austin came out of the next room.

"Ooh, good morning. You were next door."

"Phew."

I greeted him because he wasn't a face I didn't know, and Phil started to intimidate me more. How's it going?

Fortunately, it doesn't look like Azerea cared about that.

Just frequently, the two of us were looking back and forth between me and Phil coming out of the room.

"Huh? Huh?... well, how come from the same room...? Oh, maybe one of them came to wake one of them up or something!?

"What?... No, we've been together since yesterday"

"... since yesterday?

"I'm close enough to sleep with you!

Hmm, and when Phil declared he was good at it, Azelea's face turned the same color as the hair he sees.

"Ha,... halench! It's Hallench - whoa!!!!

Don't yell like that, she runs off to the other side of the hallway.

"I won!

Phil somehow won with his chest up.

Azelea, he... I knew you were pretty old.

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When Phil and I broke up in front of the school building, I relied on handouts for my classroom.

Um... that's the deepest part of the third floor.

The first and second floors were busy with many students.

Probably other classmates.

Some guys seem to remember my face, and I felt like they were gathering their gaze.

... I thought you were completely forgotten about me because of the impact of a genius prince.

When I went up to the third floor, I suddenly felt less alone.

Apparently not many classrooms are used.

Combat S classes are basically classes that don't even exist, so you mean you assigned extra vacant classes...

The classroom is quickly found.

I opened the door without any particular concern.

The gaze of the three men who were indoors gathers at me who opened the door.

... I see.

This is my classmate.

Prodigies chosen for the super elite class and the Battle S class, which exist only once a few years.

Face rash is pretty much what I expected.

I find a face in it that I particularly see and talk to.

"Hey, thanks just now."

"... Huh"

Azelea Austin turned that way, flipping her red hair.

"What the... Did I do something?

"At that age, there's nothing to talk about with a woman and a dude with bedding."

"What woman... is Phil your sister's apprentice? Don't be so hypersensitive, as long as you're a man and a woman in a room. Instead, you're making strange evil pushes. It's much more hallenging in your head."

"Behold! What are you talking about!! Here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here.

You're shaking your voice too much. How bad at hiding things.

"Heh. You're in a room with a woman? Let's do it."

While Azelea was flying the sound, other classmates spoke.

She's a little girl in a big beret.

He's wearing a freshly paid uniform as soon as possible.

There was a willingness from all over my body to never wear clothes that the school would wear.

The rebellious woman looks up at me with a light of interest in her red eyes.

"A child spiritualist with two men and two women who are sagging...... I thought about it during the exam, but I figured you were the one, right? I beat up" Crimson Cat "- two kids."

I flaunted my shoulder.

"Rumor has it that the tail is stuck."

"Well, then I'd like to hear more about the truth."

"I'm just talking about how I could have done something if I'd been so desperate to get caught by the bad guys."

"Hmm..."

He stares at me with his eyes like he sees something rare.

What. Love at first sight?

After being observed for a while, the woman said as she remembered "ah".

"You, no, you haven't heard the name yet."

"Oh, it's Jack Lieber. You, for sure..."

"It's Ruby Bergson. Ruby's fine."

"That's an expensive name."

"Right? Well said. He said he was jealous that he had something that looked expensive but didn't have to worry about being stolen.

I mean, nobody's buying my name at all. How about you? I'll make it cheaper now, okay?

"I might have thought about it a little bit if it was a name down there. If you look closely, she's a beautiful girl."

"Hiu. Don't tell me. But Master Hate, you can't give it to me. It's a name my master gave me. Hit the other one."

Master - "Bergson the Picker of Scraps"?

Picking up a child from a slum with a prospect of talent is about giving him his own family name and raising him...

She - Ruby must also be a child from Slam.

"Phew - unclean!

Ah.

Azelea restarted.

"I can't believe I'm dictating the first woman I ever met, even though there's someone named Mr. Filine...! Dishonesty!"

"No, no, because it's a joke. Just kidding."

"You're just communicating. Seriously, lady."

As Ruby told him to tease him, Azelea blushed again curly.

"Ruby Bergson! What are you wearing in the first place! Make it more proper! properly!"

"This is how easy it is. Besides, you told me to put my uniform on, but nobody told me to put it on properly, okay?

"Oh, such a helix......!

"Helicuts are also ricuts ~"

No, I'm not dealing with him.

Sounds like you're totally better at ruby on the tip of your mouth.

A third voice accidentally interrupted Ruby as she jerked Azerea, who was "mugging..."

"... noisy. Why don't you grow up a little bit?"

We look back at that voice, which is clearly low at our age.

The last one in the classroom...

He was a boy with a huge physique that I don't think is very much the same age.

"Ahem?

When I found out it was him who pinched his mouth, Ruby became openly grumpy.

She approaches Zunzun and the big boy and stares at his face from close quarters.

Or put the cancer on.

"Whatever I'm doing, it's on my own. Or? Enough to order the first person I've seen today? Is it great? What's a knight? Yeah?"

Wow... it's a Yankee...

Whereas it's too brilliant a ruby yankee, the big boys,

"At least not more than you from Slam."

Wow... it's noble...

It was brilliant aristocracy, to the point where even I, the same nobleman, sounded great at first.

That big boy, he sees and remembers at the exam.

Gawayne McDonnell.

As far as hearing rumors of leaks is concerned, the spiritual master seems to be a very well-known figure in the family of a historic knight.

Well, then, Ruby and I don't get along very well.

"Yeah? You're great, aren't you? Once upon a time, when I swallowed my wallet from the knight, the contents were completely teased. Hey, hey? You can look great without the money. Hey, knights. Come on.

"Hmm. Lower bitch. Don't brag about criminal activity greatly. Besides, it's only natural that the pride of a knight can't be bought with money."

"Hmm? Dust? Is that the one that accumulates a lot in the corner of the room? Ah?

"... this is my fault. It was a mistake to try to make the fallen of the slums and others understand the noble ideals of our knights"

"Oh, um... why don't we both, uh..."

Even though Azerea tried to break in, it didn't get into Ruby's and Gawain's eyes.

Between the two of us who keep talking in a hustle and bustle, there's one lady who's just trying to grate.

Azelea...... you're a good guy......

My Azerea rating went up without my knowledge.

"That's not why they're all..."

Look at the four people in the classroom. I'll take one.

This Battle S class is a class that brings together freshmen who have scored particularly well on the merit test.

If so, there's no way he's not here.

"Morning."

In one word, Ruby and Gawayne stopped arguing.

It reminds me of a cool breeze, a clear voice...

A blonde boy enters the classroom through the door I was leaving open.

Naturally... there's no way this guy isn't in this class.

Everyone admits, the top of all freshmen.

Genius prince.

Elvis-Kunz Windsor.

Tensions ran between us.

The battle of the Genius Prince must be witnessed by everyone on this occasion.

And everyone should be admitting it.

I should have to admit.

On this occasion now, at this point now.

He said the strongest thing was this guy, not himself.

A huge wall that suddenly stood up right after school.

With that in front of us, we all saw how other humans came out...

After a moment of silence.

The first thing that moved was Gawain's giant.

When he walked to the blonde prince...

Poke your knees on the spot and drool your head.

"My name is Gawayne McDonnell, the McDonnell family man. It's an honor to meet you, Your Highness, Elvis."

Did you get knocked in at your parents' house that it's a knight's lineage, a brilliant tribute to your subordinates at that age?

By contrast, the prince is extremely royal.

"No, no, no, no, you can say that! Face it, please!

- He wasn't extremely royal, and he let Gawayne's face rise in awe.

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"To be honest, I'm confused." The Genius Prince "is not a nickname. Who the hell spread the word..."

The genius prince, Elvis, sighed with a weak look.

"So I hope you can, but don't treat me like a prince here. We're just classmates."

"Whoa! Nice to meet you, Prince!

Ruby, a fearless woman, first slapped Elvis on the shoulder with ease.

Seriously or not, it was me, Azelea and Gawayne with the face, but I also saw the prince of the day treat Ruby's attitude like a chunk of disrespect friendlily and say, "Is that okay...? the air."

"Uh... Elvis... Dear Sir?

When I cut the fire on behalf of the three noble children in common sense, Elvis shook his hands like he was in a panic.

"I don't care! It's weird that you're about the same age, isn't it? You can call it off."

He called the prince away.

What a high hurdle to say, Koz.

You're not the protagonist of boy cartoons, so you can't be such a fucking businessman.

But I can't help but ignore the prince's intentions...

"... well, Elvis, let me call you"

"Yeah. Fine, so. Everyone else can call me whatever you want."

"Whoa, prince! Why don't you get me some bread at noon?

Ruby needs to be a little more frightened.

We relieved some tension and introduced ourselves to Elvis.

Azerea chooses to call herself "Mr. Elvis" in awe, while Gawayne pierces the way she calls herself "Your Highness" and the salutation.

Being a knight's lineage, I wonder if he really has a distinction to keep.

Elvis also broke by showing his understanding of his position and thoughts.

Elvis looks around and says, gathered together in the classroom.

"Looks like I was the last."

…… How do you know? There could be a sixth. "

"As far as the exams go, you were the only four who had the strength to get into S-class."

It didn't feel like I was saying it properly.

He affirmed so with certainty.

... although my lower back was a lot lower than I thought and I was out of venom.

I knew this guy...

"Morning!!!

Pishane! and the door opened, and an unrecognizable figure appeared.

"Good morning," only Azerea returns her greeting reflexively.

A little older than us...... she's about twelve years old at best.

It was characterised by silver hair stretching underfoot.

... Weren't we all five?

Two more humans followed as the silver-haired girl slowly entered the classroom as she gathered our gaze together.

One is a gentleman with total gray hair.

I think 60 is over.

The way she walked behind a silver-haired girl trying to follow her was in such a way as a lady and a veteran butler.

And the other one that follows further behind the old man.

He was a person I knew.

I mean, it was Rachel.

Rachel glanced at me, but went into the classroom silently, closing the door.

The girl walking the lead, straight ahead of the classroom...

I mean, he went up to the lecture hall, and he disappeared behind the table.

"Mmm!"

and when a voice is heard from the table, the old gentleman brings a stepping stone and puts it beyond the table.

The silver-haired girl's face crept out from across the table.

"Hey, what's up! Sit down now, kids!

A girl says in a tall voice, but we couldn't move right away.

"What is this guy?

Ruby speaks softly of what I've been putting up with.

It was Azelea, not the silver-haired girl, who reacted to it.

"Hey! Maybe you don't know this one!?

"Huh? No, I don't know."

"Tula Cleese Eternal Spirit King......"

It was Elvis who said it.

"The most powerful spiritualist on active duty - the Dean of this Academy - has been defending the seat of the Spiritual King, the highest title in the world of spiritualists for thirty years."

Huh?

The most powerful spiritualist on the job?

The dean of this college?

"Huh? Thirty years? Lie to me, I don't care if you're twelve or there."

As Ruby fingered indiscreetly, the silver-haired girl - Tula Cleese - laughed happily at "Hihihi".

"Twelve years old! I don't care how old you are to be seen younger, Clive!

"Toula, I'm glad you're so cute, but unfortunately, you're not being seen young, you're being seen young."

"What? Are you being insulted?

"Ranri"

Exchanging words with an old gentleman called Clive, Tula Cleese slammed the table with a bang.

"Hey students! Four hundred is no older than Odora! I tried to forget the details! Be respectful of the older ones anyway! Pay for the 400!

Four hundred is older...?

If that's the truth, I mean...

"... elf...?

"Half the time. with dwarves (halflings). Thanks to you, I'm stuck growing like this."

I see.

Does Rachel look different?

If you look closely, your ears are also a little longer than normal humans.

"Yeah. Why is such a great man here?

"Just now, I'm not indiscreet! Um... what's your name? Um..."

"It's Mr. Ruby Bergson, Toula."

"Oh, bye! Ruby Bergson! Thank you!"

"What...!? Master Ancestor is in charge!?

Azelea peeled her eyes and was surprised.

Ruby's not interested there.

"What the hell, Diciso? Big leaves?"

"Ru, Mr. Ruby! You really don't study! Grand Master Ancestor has been working for the College Director for over fifty years, and he is the Grand Grand Grand Grand Master, as long as he goes back as far as the Master of our Master!? All spiritualists are supposed to see!

"Hmm."

"Hmm!?

Hmm. So 'Master Ancestor'...

Speaking of which, I've never heard of Rachel's master, but will we be in this silver-haired girl's genealogy, too?

"Anyway!"

Azelea stopped dealing with Ruby and looked at the Dean of the College with a sparkling eye.

"I can't believe I was able to whip you directly to Grandmaster Ancestor... I wonder if you have such luck...!? You have to brag about it across your offspring!

Did you feel better about Azerea's reaction, Loribabaa Master Ancestor nodded, "Uh-huh.

"It's not that funny... I think there's some promising people in there. I've decided to take care of them for a while.

Well, Noon is busy with other work, so he can also serve as an assistant. Look, Rachel. "

Rachel, who had refrained by the entrance, was summoned and stood on the lecture floor.

"I'm Rachel, deputy. Greetings."

You have no love or shit.

I laugh.

The other four didn't come with a pin.

"... oh? Rachel, for sure..."

Azelea saw my face.

"Jack Lieber... your master's name, too, didn't it?

I nodded silently, pointing to the previous rachel.

Azelea said, "Huh?," he leaks his voice and returns his gaze to Rachel.

Rachel took a good look at me.

"... Jack Lieber there is my strange apprentice"

"Don't say something strange."

What are you ashamed of?

Ruby joins hands behind his head,

"Heh? How could a student's master be a teacher at the college?

"I was scouted. With us."

In brief, he said, "Huh?" Now Elvis showed interest.

"You're more of an elf. Your master."

"Oh."

Rachel is easier to understand and has longer ears than the dean of the academy that he is half.

You'll see at a glance that it's an elf.

"Teach me from the Elves... I see, so..."

Azelea was alone, squealing as small as she was convinced of something.

"This is a good place to introduce teachers. Look, Odora. Time to take a seat."

Everybody, it was kind of a standoff.

There's no reason to tire your legs in vain, so all five get to the seats reserved.

A silver-haired master ancestor, with only his face out of the church table, cut his mouth fire at a condition he was used to.

"Full class starts tomorrow. It's not what we call orienting today. As you will know, I will explain the system of this college once again. - Yes."

to.

The twelve-year-old most powerful spiritualist had a mean grin.

"It's about the 'Rank Battle' system, which takes up a much bigger weight than the class!