"Um, here we go."

Chewed.

He pushed his voice from behind and killed it, and didn't divulge the sneaky laughter of his best friends, who laughed.

I get upset, but I get back on my mind and I smile and talk to the elementary girls again.

"Nice to meet you. I'm a reader at the recital... and I've never been to this school before because of circumstances."

Maybe you're on your way to the recital, too? Would you like to come with me to the auditorium?

And before continuing, one of the Sister clothes girls, a short bob girl with round glasses, came talking in an excited manner.

"Um, ahem! Could it be Mr. Fiancé of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!? He was proposing!

Whoa......

TV Influence Wow...... I didn't know you were known by such elementary school students......

"It's real... wow," she said, wondering how she answered to the girl who squirms with her eyes more round than her glasses, and the exciting round eyeglass daughter (Ko) 's shoulder is lightly slapped from side to side. 'Calm down,' he whispered, and it was a brunette straight long girl who responded oddly.

"The Crown Prince's proposal disturbance is also noteworthy, but Tomorrow Incense (Asuka) Faith Aide. We are followers of the Rainbow Goddess, aren't we? I think we need to look at her in a different way, listen to her, and figure out if she deserves to believe. From the time I saw her on TV, I knew she was similar to the Holy Girl depicted in the classics" Genealogy of the Holy Girl "," Angels and Beasts of Silver "," Salvation to Send to Silver Ice Princess "in Scripture plays and the ecclesiastical painting" Goddess Free Abandoned Colors ", right? Bishop Lean even called her the Queen's Egg."

The daughter said things that bothered her a little bit, even though it smelled like preaching.

"'Cause, uh, it's so beautiful, huh? You think so too, don't you?

"I admit there is a beauty like you, goddess"

What a mysterious direction their impression of me sets. I don't know what to do, I just spill a bitter laugh when I look back at two of my best friends and I can't count on them.

Anyway, I'll add the two names to my brain note that Round Eyeglasses is Tomorrow Kaori (Asuka) and Dark Hair Long is Kiyorina (Shiraina).

As for me, I was curious about the fact that I was similar to the girl in the classroom, so I thought I'd ask around and expand the conversation.

"Um, who's in the classroom? I'm talking about me resembling that classic? What's it about?

"Ha..."

It was a great sigh to come back instead of an answer.

Of the three, the last one did the trick of bumping such a grudge. She was a berry-short girl staring at me with tough eyes.

"I heard you were going to a joint recital with a kid who went to another school under the exchange study system, but I can't believe he was like you."

I don't like this one, I accidentally eat the face of an elementary girl flying an aura like that.

"Besides, I don't study enough to hear about the contents of the classics. This is the Queen's Egg? I just think you're making fun of us."

"Kiiko is a faith-assistant. It's not good to say the words of Bishop Lean."

"I know. I am unhappy that such a faithless child is here for today's recital… and as an official 'historian'."

"That is also what Bishop Lean decided. Kiiko Faith Aide"

"Kiyorina! I know it's not a matter of talking about every faith-assistant (candy dart) either!" Reader "around our age!? It's normal to expect what a fine kid, devout, and how talented believer you are!

Aggressive berry short, Kiiko regrettably did not moisten her eyes when she wondered if she had changed her target from me to her dark-haired long Kiyorina.

"Because... how hard did you work to get the right to be able to read it in today's recital..."

"Kiiko, calm down."

Kiiko, who flutters her shoulders with anger, begins to desperately disappear tomorrow, but the emotions that exploded to see her stare at me are unlikely to ever subside.

"Maybe you came to the recital somehow! The only honors I get for reading in today's recital are the top three faithology grades in four years of primary school!

I don't know about this one, I just want to say... I see, as a hard cancer side, my presence won't be interesting.

Instead of staying, Kiiko's momentum accelerates, poking her finger at me abominably.

"Holy and praiseworthy recital...... I can't believe it's just such a good look, with the patronage of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, with a silly woman just floating around!

"Kiiko, you're saying too much..."

"Shut up! Tomorrow Kazuka, because she's wearing monastic clothes... and you know it's" colored monastic clothes (Arco Irma). "

"A special monastic garment that colours and converts all colors, preventing heat and cold and keeping room temperature. Only those blessed by the goddess were allowed to wear" colored monastic clothes "?

In the words of a brunette straight-haired girl pinching a narrative with an indifferent face like Buddha (Hokkaido), I realized that the monastic clothes I was wearing from Sister Lean were different from theirs. The white fabric is the same, but what they wear is black embroidered. Mine is lighter gold.

"Such a child is special, and the monastic clothes are special, unlike ours... you want to complain a little bit. If it's special, we don't have to worry about ordinary people. Let's go to the auditorium!

With or without a sword screen, Kiiko grabs the other two hands and walks away towards the auditorium.

I was left behind, and Pocan and I fell apart.

If I could hit such a one-sided and irrational anger, I'd be offended by this one... but honestly, I'm just confused that such a young kid suddenly takes such an attitude.

"No... that's Shintaro. Even though elementary school hates him, he still has important information."

"You had a harvest. There's a girl in the classroom who looks like Shintaro, or the word" Queen's Egg. "

My best friends sum up the earlier exchanges in an easygoing tone so as to loosen up the hardening air.

"Quick story, the next quest has been presented?

"You get along with them and you hear what's bothering you, right?

"I'll take care of it. We'll take part in the quest and the post-quest reflection."

"Yeah, yeah, and then there's the perimeter guard just in case."

"Quest name is Attack on Elementary Girls."

"Kind of suspicious glasses. Boys high school says, sounds like a dangerous word, doesn't it?

"Hey, shut up, nigga."

Are you getting involved with those kids again...... too awesome and tough......

"... you hear from those kids?

Isn't it okay with the other kids? And when I smell it outside, my best friends stare back at me and say what they're talking about.

"Quick story, you seemed brilliant"

"You have a lot of information, too, right?

Well, it will...

Especially if you have long black hair, Kiyorina. It seems convenient for you to talk perky on your own.

I don't feel like it, but I just got jealous of the girl elementary school because I came to St. Illis School, then I can't go home.

"Oh? Our alchemist seems to be spinning his head in some cleverness using elementary school girls."

"That's just great. Even if I'm black, Shintaro won't make it."

"Shut up. I'm sure you're the ones guiding it that way."

Well, I can't help it because I also understand that my best friends' suggestions are poking the best.

How can I get along with them... I thought it would be difficult (on purpose) to attack Kiiko in Berry Short in particular.

Whatever I am... because I may only look the same age as them, but I have no idea what girls of those ages are thinking.

"" Of course it's Shintaro who does the quest (right) "

That, of course, was the same for my best friends.

Hamo is going to push this quest at night (Koya) and Yuki (Yuki), but I can't say anything back about this because the two of us have a strong side to it.

So I had to tongue out and at least fight back.

"Shintaro... Akabe..."

"Hey, you really look like an elementary school kid"

Beat the shoulder bread in for both of you without question.

My sharp fist (kobushi) is due to the difference in height... even if it hits around their flanks (wavy bulbs), this is a shoulder pan.

To an injured opponent. This place may have been a disgraceful act, but neither of us was freaked out, and it was me who hurt my fist...

"Both of you are too strong..."

"You're the only one."

"It reflects your status, don't you forget?

Or you can't win.

Surrounded by a strange sense of defeat, I proceeded to the auditorium.