Grimoire x Reverse ~Reincarnated Demon Romance Tale~

The Higher Department of Imperial College is a large college located in a suburban town away from the city centre.

The fact that it exists near the same station with the intermediate and elementary departments, and the majority of the people who descend at that station are related to the Imperial College, so it can be of that magnitude.

Before Imperial College, the station name was too much to make you imagine the situation.

The main street in front of the station is lined with shops and the Imperial College High Department sets a large gate ahead. rolling, I don't even mean to say, but it was still too big enough for students from other schools who came to practice games on expeditions to be intimidated.

That's two men standing in front of a big iron gate that other school humans would pull half a step back.

"Uh... well, I know, but you're late."

"Well... you'll feel like you can't help it. Sten, let's just say we're ready to be mad at Miss Yatano together."

"I did it. Let's just get over it."

Time is past noon.

A young man with dark hair and a young man with silver hair gently jump over the iron gate. Obviously it's twice as tall as they are, but it seems irrelevant to them. Lightly aided and jumped over really lightly.

In both hands, there is no bag for the student to hold.

Because these two have already been to school once.

Lunch and spills in my favorite coffee shop when I finish my morning class, I lost track of time while I was joking, and if I realized it, the afternoon class was starting.

"When they preach after school, it's tough."

"Minnelina, is this because you're leaving me at home?

"Wolfe is here to protect me, but I'm only four years old..." I have to come back soon! 'What a teary-eyed, hem-grabbed, coming out... "

"You're not a pretty girl. I don't know what kind of relationship it is."

"It's like my sister. Come on"

The two of us slip through the back of the school building and look sideways at the physical education taking place in the school garden and head to the student's front door.

The introduction was delayed, but the brunette youth was referred to as Sten and the silver hair as Eisenhardt.

Speaking of Sten, the head of the problem child without strangers in this college, speaking of Eisenhardt, the decent of the three great princes of the school. That's true when it comes to having to be because the other person in comparison is Grindle Griffskale, but the treatment is pathetic nonetheless. Of course Grindle did.

Well, for some reason, a man named Eisenhardt who knows Sten only talks about a four-year-old girl living with him, so the sickness is equal to or more than Grindle, but I guess it's sad. No other student has a reason to know that.

Such a common denominator between Eisenhardt and Sten was simply a coffee lover.

It's enough to get out of lunch break and go to the pure coffee atomosphere, so I can't even see how late I am because of the coffee this time.

Huh, Eisenhardt shrugged as he ripped his shoes off in the box.

"But I don't know if that master is getting married... congratulations or something. When it comes to my classmates, I feel a little strange."

"It's not funny..."

"Sten?

If you look more at your voice as you cling to the ground with your toes and make sure your shoes are in, you'll finally look like a sten who drops his upper footwear from the saucebox with a blue tension.

It was Eisenhardt who didn't know what, but the answer was to be heard from Sten's mouth.

"Master's remarrying partner, it's our Okan."

"What? That's, uh..."

"Don't look at me like I guessed..."

That pose of Eisenhardt, who brings one hand to his mouth and rounds his eyes, makes him angry. Nevertheless, there is no irrelevance in Eisenhardt either.

"That means Miss Atmosphere..."

"Sounds like she's going to be my sister-in-law"

"No wonder you're horny!! You're so horny!!

"Don't say erotic erotic with a big voice!!

This man, wholeheartedly jealous, pointing and screaming at Sten, is a muzzle no matter what. Behind is the famous erogemeister (only for his sister), a man with many scriptures (Grimoire), the dehumanization of sexuality, so Grimoire Lancer. I'm sorry. That's just a lie. Too much.

But it is true that it is an erogemeister.

"While I have a sister named Flair Reel, now I have an idol for the same age school as my sister-in-law or something!! It's a fast hand level, Sten!

"It doesn't matter to me at all!? Finally, Flair Reel is also my sister-in-law Olah!!

"I don't know if it's legal!! Real Sister Paradise!!

"Give me the erotic title. I wonder if you'll stop badly talking!? If I told you that, you'd have Minnelina too!!

"If you get your hands on a four-year-old, it would be a crime on a boulder!!

"You, get out of my way! If you were four years old and you looked sixteen or something, you'd be able to afford a mouth!?

"No wonder!! Beautiful look on an innocent soul!! I don't know why you won't get your hands on me!!

"Don't put your chest up for a problem statement, you idiot! Don't worry, Minnelina, you're a fine criminal!!

"Have you blown a lot into Aleia lately, lots of color tricks?"

"Adapting!? Minori Nacchan, 4 years old, color trick!? Are you that or hamster house!!

"Who said what not to say in guinea pigs, you!!

"This part doesn't matter, so you're not reacting in a weird place!!

With a constant breath, the two interrupt their temporal conversation rewards.

If you think calmly, it's class time now. Though I'm somewhat relieved to think how many students I've heard this conversation with while studying, it didn't seem to be a fuss thanks to the sheer thickness of the Imperial College wall that budgeted in vain.

The two of them reached the third grade floor. As he realized, Eisenhardt walked in a different direction from Sten.

"Hmm? You five-limit mobile classes?

"Ya, I totally forgot. So come on. Certainly in a family medicine internship. I don't have anything, but I'm probably fine. Aleia should be ready for me."

"You're a natural scumbag, you"

"Ha ha. Well, enjoy your cooking internship. Come on.... dinner tonight is a spoon pan" "Wait, wait, wait!! Imagine what a spoon pan it is, Kola!!

"If you think you're sixteen... if you think you're sixteen..."

"Somebody stop that criminal reserve. Wow!!

Whimpering, but there's no way to be a sten if you get into a family department.

Sigh small...... If I may, Aleia. Hoping Randolph would stop Eisenhardt, Sten went down the hallway for his class.

If you turn one corner, that's a normal classroom lined area. The deepest class in the hallway is the classroom that Sten should aim for, and we have to think about how to be late before that.

Sten turns that corner while floating around his brain with an equal pretext that the earth was spinning too fast, missed a bike, and was fixing a nearly broken radio.

It was unintentional.

"Ah."

"... ah"

My own classroom that looks the deepest as soon as I turn the corner.

One girl standing with a bucket before that.

Never a beautiful reunion. It's better this way because it's between the children in question.

However, the fact that I suddenly encountered the person who had broken my mind just a little while ago is hard to understand.

"Uh... yeah... are they standing again?"

"Yes. Something like that... it seems that I was the one who stuck the wheel and firecrackers in Digire's chair and let them go outside the veranda with the signal to start the class."

"Digire, by the way"

Wings, please.

"I guess."

Probably also prepared a board for jumping out of the veranda, the girl on the sidelines - looking at Veroche, I think Sten. but what did you think Veroche slightly deviated from face to face when he noticed Sten's gaze.

Because of that trick, Sten also has to look directly at the problems we have right now. Uh, and spit out voiceless voices, cheeks small.

"That was unexpected, this flow."

"That's right... how long have you known each other?"

Even if you don't give out a subject, the words make sense.

To that extent, we seemed to feel heavily about each other's circumstances.

"I don't know if Sten's listening."

"Am I?"

Pompous, grumbled Veroche, shows a trick that kicks the ground like nothing else. The back rests on the wall, and if you don't even have a bucket, if you don't even have a bucket, the behavior looks pitiful for a long time. I still have my gaze, I remain nagging.

"Looks like we're very good together. They've already delivered my baggage and your father's."

"Uh... it feels good to have an empty room... of which..."

"It looks like my house will be completely renovated as a coffee shop... there will be more table seats upstairs -"

"Though that's interesting."

"So, what is it?"

"Am I?"

Veroche's gaze at Shiitan was not particularly sharp and blurred. The usual, sleepy atmosphere. However, I feel that my ears are slightly more red than usual, and I don't.

"Sten's house, I've only been there about twice... the..."

"Oh, yeah. Copy that. I'll be right back."

"... it's good"

"Ooh."

Sten is still going crazy somewhere in Veroche.

It was then that I laid my hands on the door wondering if it was time to go to class.

"Uh, Sten"

"Am I?"

"Hey, I have to stop by after school... I might be late -"

"So you want to play with someone and wait?... That, I was doing a Veroche club or something"

"I don't. You're always playing."

"Or so it is."

Then why?

With that in mind, Sten opens the door with momentum.

I'm late - it's another story that there was a ton of chalk rewards from Kategina Ardelheid, a teacher in the Kendo Department advisor who was classing against the first voice of

Well, it's after school.

Sten had nothing in particular to do with it, hanging out and walking snuggly around the school building.

Given the words we exchanged in the hallway, it was obvious that Veroche wanted us to take him to his new home, so he wanted to kill time until then.

Nevertheless, it is a school of considerable size. Yeah, well, there can't be any toys rolling around like that on your glasses, just searching around for someone you know.

Nobody. Hey, it was moments after that that that Sten's eyes glistened as he blurted down the hallway.

I'm just saying I found the best toy, a classroom where Sten jumped in with his mouth like an omega. There were several male students there.

Like conflict, five or six against one. Multiple people have leaders and look at one young man with a serious look.

One-touch instant.

The other girls and unrelated boys had to look at it in the distance, a classroom so tight that words suited them.

But it doesn't matter enough to say anything to an idiot who sees through the door.

Because they're both relative, and they love Sten.

"Hey. I just got a report from a buddy of mine that Temeer broke down the stage device?

"You found out. Shit. It's worse to leave it out of the way."

Multiple leaders are tough looking youths with a good width.

And if you're one of the contenders, the lone wolf of the College, not to mention.

It's a very bad mood. Because they are men who go to college as problem children with each other.

So, I guess.

Far away, a girl student who was stuck against a wall on the side of the hallway and frightened glanced at the door without any concern, "hissing" and screaming.

Best of all, there are Yabe's. and.

If you can take two opposing people as nuclear warheads in front of you, what you're peeking at right now by the door is a demon playing with a nuclear and a nuclear warhead.

Bad, I thought, the girl braved herself and called out to the door. Fortunately, unlike all the nuclear warheads in front of us, the only thing that makes sense to this demon is that it makes sense.

"Oh, you know, Sten"

"What the fuck!?

The moment I saw that look in my eyes and saw this one, the female student realized she couldn't.

"... soften your hands"

"Leave it to me!"

Quickly, though, Sten jumped out of the shadow of the door.

"Things, kuru, baldness. We're all looking at you! I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna get your head!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Not surprisingly, a female student screamed.

Maybe so, lonely young man - singing a strange song while pounding Digirre's head.

"Temee or coraaaaaaa again!!

"Shh, Sten!?

"Hey, hamburger set, potato L size"

"That's why I'm not a burger shop!!

"Coke for drinks"

"That's why I didn't ask!!

To a crisp Digirrette, a good young man who can roar - Rex Salielgate.

In an atmosphere where he said that was no longer the case, Sten avoids Digirre's onslaught.

"I will not tolerate today!! Absolutely!! Kill him!!"

"Don't use the word kill cheaply!! I'm gonna fucking kill you!!

"You don't know the word boomerang!?

"Huh!? I guess I don't know Boomerang, the winner of the Royal Palace Council Boomerang Throw Games!

"Where are you doing this, Temee!!

"It was a sight!? The King's surprised face!!

"It's unofficial, get caught!! And die!!

"I'm not a king now... but this is the second time I'm gonna have to be a commentator and defend my mentes"

"Are you in a hurry, King!!

"The royal palace is overflowing with boomerang flying soldiers these days!

"Chaos!!

"Then my neck often flies."

"I'm not doing this with a blade!!

"Boomerang knows nothing but a blade, royal palace officials."

"You were flying a bladed boomerang in the royal palace council!? Get caught in full swing and die, damn it!!

The fulfillment of the tongue that rolls out with the rush of the fist fight.

With a glimpse of Sten's eyes turned to the burger shop where he was flashing.

"Hey, Boomeranger."

"You must be changing your job title!!

"If you're a boomerang, lose some weight, like a boomerang."

"Did any of you get that information?!?

"That's why I'm a burger shop."

"Don't speak ill of me, burger shop idiot. I'll kill you!!

He's got a crush on the burger shop.

"I don't know what to say, Temee, look at the taste. I'm gonna tell Ron Hair!

"What the... yeah... fat!!

"You unexpectedly bad-mouthed vocabulary poor!?

"Fat!! Pigs!! Rex!! Meat Tech!! Follow me!!

"Wait, that's not a bad word. It's a mix!!

"There it is. There it is.

"Meat Tech is a bad word, you idiot!!

"Which one, then!!

"I know it's up to Rex, but this bokeh!!

Eh, and the surprised look of Sten asks the person as he avoids Digirre's beating and kicking.

"Hey Digire, you don't like it when they say Rex, do you?

"Don't want to die, motherfucker."

"Here."

"You don't see, Stentemeaeho, you bastard!!

Sten laughs raggedly at a burger shop who steps on the estate in tears. But I was too cautious about the boulders.

"Gyara!?

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Digirre's hook, released in an unexpected manner, captures Sten's left cheek and blows it to its momentum. He slammed more and more across the classroom towards the original door and rolled, jumping out into the hallway. A burger shop locked the door in that gap and took a breath.

"... Digirre, I'm sorry. You're struggling, too."

"It's each other... only this time I'm gonna miss you, motherfucker"

On a closed door, the girls students who had missed their escape had to collapse due to fatigue, even though they had done nothing.

"Whoa."

A self-righteous sten that cheeks crumble at the price of killing time.

He came back to the third grade floor remembering something once he stopped by the box to make sure Veroche was still in the school building.

In the afternoon, Eisenhardt headed to the family department. In the end, apart from whether or not he was trying to make a spoon pan, I figured if the tutor was still around, he would have noticed his disturbing behavior as well.

"I want to believe he's back in sanity..."

Eisenhardt said, for some reason, "I followed you! while visioning the pictorial surface that threw up a dialogue that said," In fact, I asked him if he would have gone back to sanity.

A fluttering visit to the front of the Family Medicine Department, Sten. From behind it, I heard a fuss.

"What can I do for you?

"Uh-oh!?

"... three years of sten? I don't even think you're as interested in family medicine as you are in teaching, do you?

"... Tomorrow, say?

"It's me without a clue. What, you look like a pigeon like that ate a gatoring gun"

"It's already a hive."

Looking back, it was certainly Astarte Verdanava the person. A dreaded figure who, as student chairman of this college, reigns at the apex in many ways. It doesn't make you feel from that style or smaller while being far lower in height than Sten.

Although.

"You, why are you skirting?

"Hmm? Oh, you know what? I don't care which uniform I'm wearing. He wears them for boys during student council activities and for women during clubs. Because the face of the club said it was better... what, it's so uncomfortable"

"The opposite is uncomfortable. What is it, a club?

Again, if you look at Astarte.

Wear a silk apron from the top of a poor blazer women's uniform. Triangle scarf on the head. It's like coming to cooking practice. Finally, it's wider than I thought.

"It's not very pleasant to be seen wandering. Club activities are club activities. At the same time, I am the student chairman and head of the Confectionery Research Department."

"What's that first ear?"

"You don't have to put it in your ear in particular.... If you need anything, you should come. If I don't get back soon, my crew will be tired of waiting."

Put your hands on your hips and pass next to Sten without any emotion.

It is as uncomfortable as ever to open the door and enter with dignity.

"... Authentically our student chairman is either a man or a woman"

Even with the blur, Sten followed Astarte into the family department because he had no choice.

The crew are a little blamed for the recent entry of a man of good stature from behind the familiar department manager, but there is no further reaction in the large cooking room, plus the presence of Astarte.

Whatever happens, I guess I feel absolutely safe.

"So, Sten. What have you been up to?"

"Ya, to find Shisei..."

"Hmm... I wasn't in the staff room, so if I were there, I'd be in the prep room..."

Astarte with her hands on her chin and a glimpse around her. Following him, Sten also looked inside the family department... and one girl stopped in his eyes.

Stick in front of the oven under the table, to the girl who crouches and doesn't move her gaze. I guess he's waiting for a bake or something, and he doesn't even look like he noticed this one.

"... eh, why is Veroche here?

I wear a triangular scarf for discipline, but the twin drills still don't seem to make much sense because they're popping out of both sides. Her in an apron is exquisitely uncomfortable when it comes to the gap with her usual jokes.

Sten tilts his neck at that discrepancy, which is clearer than a guy usually in a men's uniform wearing a women's uniform. And one Astarte nodded "Oh" on the side.

"Anything. She can start a new family today. Looks like he's going to give it to someone he spends time with under the same roof. Making things from person to person, with all your heart… that's one of the tenets of our club, you're welcome."

"Oh, oh..."

"Well, she'll be complicated, too. A friend you were playing with, brother-in-law? Sister-in-law? I haven't heard one of them, but they're going to be like that. I guess it's still not meant to be, even though we were close. I wish we could at least start a conversation. Where are you going? If you're teaching, go to the prep room..."

One, Astarte, who was snorting in emotion. I naturally call it off when I see that Sten, who should have been next door, is about to leave the room at some point. but Sten doesn't look back, just wave.

"Thanks, Astarte. Don't tell him I'm here."

"............ I see. Did you do something nice?

That was it, and Astarte seemed to perceive all the others.

"No, thank God. Thanks... I'm going to need to brace my stomach."

"Right. Better than the usual jokes, good luck."

My ear hurts.

As it was, Astarte cheered and dropped off the sten, which went out the door. With a voice that no one could hear, I shrugged.

"My ear hurts more than my ear hurts, though my ear is red."

"General Manager! What will you do today -!?

"Right, let's make Dakwers today. I've copied the recipe, so come get it."

Yes, straw students flock before Astarte. As he hands them one by one, Astarte looks at the table in the corner of the family department. There's one girl there who doesn't pick up prints because she's not a member. As always, I'm staring into the oven, girl.

Seeing her like that, Astarte leaked her voice.

"- What the hell, this one too"