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

When I was in middle school.

I had my first girlfriend.

She's a classmate, well, not particularly quiet or noisy.

He was as much of a position kid as he was sometimes with the most prominent group of women in the class.

Exchange LINE in the flow when changing classes to somehow start exchanging messages, and at one point fu,

"Why don't you hang out with me?

What a message they sent.

I wasn't aware that romantic emotions were superior to me, but sometimes I thought they were cute, and there was no reason to say no.

That's why I had her.

We broke up about three months later.

Why?

Because I got flustered, I don't know.

"Why don't we just leave it alone?

It was LINE too.

Polone, and one light noise, it was decided that it was not light.

After that I went back to being a friend again.

I thought I could go back.

Well, when it came to what I did, it was about holding hands, and I wondered if it was like that.

... No, let's not be strong.

Actually, it was scratched for me.

"Why don't we just leave it alone? 'to' Oh well. Well, fine, 'I sent back, and then I fell and lay in bed.

... It's simple for a man.

If they show a favor, I'll be damned soon.

I'll do the same for a raccoon who won't catch it. Come on.

The existence of a condom that I bought with courage is now a disgrace to death.

"Uh-huh."

As he nodded his face on the pillow and roared, the door of the room was knocked modestly.

"Brother, it's dinner."

If you don't reply, after another modest knock,

"Brother? Are you coming in?

I heard the door open and my sister came in.

I don't look up from the pillow.

"What's wrong, brother? Are you sick?

'... it's okay...'

'............... rice, shall I bring it up?

My sister, who was in her senior year of elementary school, had a familiar person lurking in the ringing and becoming a very attentive and well-made girl.

'.................. you are so sweet........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ I knew it, I wouldn't say anything...............'

"Uh... brother, could it be something with your girlfriend - oh, I'm sorry, if you didn't want to talk to me..."

'... Ugh... brother, I'm going to fall in love with you...'

'What? Huh!?

My sister turned bright red on her face and was greatly surprised.

"To, brother, that, really -"

"I wish you weren't my sister... I would have been married..."

'Uh, ah... yes... yes, right...'

That was clearly a disappointing voice, but I didn't know it at this time.

'... but, brother, I didn't seem to like that one so much'

'It's strange. Come on... if they say they like you, they'll like you... aren't we talking about making you an elementary student... what are you talking about? Me...'

Something's getting sleepy......

Her eyelids are heavy.

My sister whispered softly in her ear as she tried to leave herself to a slight sleep.

"I love you, brother."

'Mmm... I like you too...'

Last but not least of all the laughter.

My consciousness falls to sleep.

-... but, brother, I didn't seem to like that one so much -

I didn't realize I never showed my sister where I was with her until the end.

It's a fragment of a rubbed memory.

I'm sure the end had already begun at that time.

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... free.

I haven't been out of bed since morning.

We have a lot to do.

Training for the Battle of the Spirit King.

Information gathering.

Formulation of strategies.

But I'm free, I think.

I'm not motivated.

Billions to do anything.

This can't be happening!

The ladies of the Austin family!

and the mood, and when I crawled out of bed, the sun was already a lot higher.

... I'm hungry.

After eating to do anything.

I headed to the dorm dining room for breakfast and lunch.

Though the opening of the Battle of the Spirit King is approaching, the College is rather surrounded by a sense of liberation.

I just finished the first semester of the rank game, because there are, and there aren't many classes during the summer, because there are.

Above all, most students do not compete in the Spirit King.

The venue for the Battle of the Spirit King is this College of Spiritual Arts.

For graduate students who barely go outside the college since admission, Spiritual King Battle is an annual event -

It's like a festival, so to speak.

Most students just watch the game.

Some intelligence and support departments even open stores.

So nervousness is not at all the same as people who compete like me.

"Oh, the one with the red hair"

Phil found me as I put the food on the tray and looked for a seat.

Rarely does Jack seem to be with you.

"... will you stop calling me that?

"Uh? No!

"Because..."

Yes, and when they refuse openly, they don't feel like eating down, even for me.

"If you don't have a seat, you can sit down, there you go"

Phil's seat across the street was vacant.

It's a weird story to go out of your way to hit the others, and "Bye," I sit there.

Kind enough to bite me if I always do.

"You look so hard."

I thought arrowheads, they said rude things.

I relax and stop the hand that took the fork.

"Excuse me. The Spirit King is close, and I'm just a little preoccupied."

"Are you nervous?

"Not naturally. You fight with your family name on your back..."

From the grand master ancestor's declaration of renunciation of his title, the Austin family at his parents instructed him to go to the Spiritual King's War.

The more pawns you put on the board, the better.

I'm not dying where I lost the Spirit King battle, and I guess that means no, originally.

"Ji-kun, too, hasn't been dealing with me lately with all the training. Elvis and I were all caged up in the studio."

Buh, and Phil swelled his cheeks.

"I know. Usually, I can't believe those two guys are fighting each other... that's all this Spirit King fight is special."

"Hmm?

Phil tilted his neck somehow.

Did I say something strange?

"Sounds like someone else."

That one word Phil let go of lightly stuck in my chest.

"Aren't you going to leave? Spirit King Battle. Then I think there's something more hurry or make it seem difficult.... Could it be that you're unwilling?

"Oh, I do! This is a good opportunity. I'm gonna take Jack down!

"Just Ji-kun? Looks like they're gonna beat Mi-na and win."

"Ah..."

Being stuck unconsciously low on my mind, I shut up.

... right.

The truth is, I'm so aware of it.

I just didn't want to admit it.

I'm inferior to Jack and Mr. Elvis.

Not strength.

Not an effort.

With talent.

In fact, even the aspirations spoken of in good health have not reached them.

I know, that's what I'm saying.

In two and a half years... you won't deny it, you'll see...

"Hey, the red one with the hair"

"So how long have you been saying that..."

"You like Ji-kun?

"Fugu."

All of a sudden, what are you going to say, you little girl?

You're breathing weirdly! It can't be!

"... that's not true. You've said that many times, haven't you?

"Oh well. Well, either way."

"What is it, all of a sudden..."

"I thought I'd check first."

"I can't see the story."

Phil grabbed the apple he stabbed at the fork and said as a matter of course.

"At the next Spirit King fight, we can't all ignore Ji-kun, can we?

"Maybe..."

In the past, there have been no more high-profile Spirit King fights.

On this grand stage, if you leave the results while you are a student, no one will be left alone.

With Jack's strength and talent, it's possible...

"And then I don't think we're all gonna leave them alone."

"You mean the fringe is brought in...?

"Yeah."

Jack is a man of the Count's house.

If you also think about the age of eleven, I think that's likely.

"So I decided to declare it first."

Look me straight in the eye, Phil said away.

- He said it was mine.

I'm breathtaking.

Of the six people I used to be with, Phil looked the most childish.

But maybe the strongest one is this kid.

There was something in that look that made me think so strongly.

"Would you all be happy if we really got married?

"... Yep"

I nodded sincerely.

"I'm sure everyone will celebrate as much as they want. Me too, of course."

"Oh well... good!

That said, Phil smiles painfully.

After two and a half years, only that backless smile will change.

This child works hard.

I would never brace myself if I decided to do this.

Whatever obstacles stood in the way, they would try to get over it.

Compared to...

So, I am.

From (...) minutes (...) to (...) feet (...) ri (...) i (...) also (...) number (...) eh (...) started (...) me (...).

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By the time I had finished my voluntary training, the day was tilting.

I hear His Highness Elvis is still caged in the practice area with Jack Lieber today.

Often you don't come home until the sun sets completely.

I don't want you to push me, but what I'm saying is overwhelming.

I enter the dorm lobby.

Just about the time the bath was open.

Let's get sweaty early.

That's what I thought, when I tried to turn my foot to the big bath behind the dorm ground floor.

He who just came up from the bath appeared.

"Mm-hmm. Hi, Gawayne. You're home now? Sweat it out. Ha ha!

It was Ruby Bergson.

My hair is moist and wet, covering my upper body with one thin shirt.

I think I can see inside in the mundane applause.

How defenseless......!

"You…"

"What the hell. What are you so angry about? Look at me."

"This is a public place. Such as, you know, walking in shameful outfits..."

"... ha?

Ruby Bergson raised the corner of his mouth.

That's my face when I'm thinking about not even Roku.

"Heh. What? I do, do I? Even to Knight Sama?

"What are you talking about!

"That's right. Even Knight Sama has to make an inheritance. Hmm. Heh."

Unpleasant......

He looks like he just took a ghost's neck here.

"If you're going to be grounded, I can show you. - But?

"You... fool me...!

"I will, I will. There you go."

Ruby Bergson lets her shirt collar pull and provoke me.

No matter how great it is, it doesn't work for this guy.

All the time......

It's his pace as it is.

We have to get out of the way.

Peeling his gaze off his peeking chest, he was concerned over Ruby Bergson's head.

It's a big beret.

It's what I've been wearing since I started school.

I've never seen a Bergson without this on.

"You... are you wearing that hat, even after a bath?

The moment I accidentally reached out,

"Don't touch it!

Bergson held the hat with both hands and took the distance to protect himself.

I get stiff with my hands stretched out.

I didn't think they'd turn me down like this.

"Ah... no, I like it! Don't let them touch you with sweaty hands! Ha..."

As I returned it, Bergson hastily took care of it.

Still, the hat stays on hold.

"No... I'm the one, I'm sorry. I was insensitive."

"It's okay to know! I know!"

Bergson laughs with a fixed voice and finally takes his hand off his hat.

Is there anything in that hat...?

... No, let's not.

Though their opponent is Ruby Bergson, they do not indulge in the secrets of others without darkness.

"Than that!

Slightly more forcefully, Bergson tried to change the subject.

"Are you getting ready for the Spirit King? I knew you'd leave, too, didn't I?

"You are the one. I heard" Bergson the Piece of Scraps "summoned his disciples."

"Don't let that crumb take your feet off you. Chronic alarm. It's their exclusive patent, isn't it?

"Hmm. I often tell you that I beat you in the ranks."

"Although it would be only one win away! If it weren't for the first time, it would be the same thing!

"I was better at winning last semester."

"That doesn't change a lot, either! If I win the Spirit King, I'll blow it in front of the big crowd!

"Try it. I don't think I can do it anyway."

"Heh! Mutzliskebe!!

"Become...!? That there are no roots or leaves!

"You were looking at my tits, weren't you?

"I haven't seen it!

"I was watching it. Huh! There you go!"

"Bah......! Yikes! Don't pull your chest in here. Ah......!!