Gun-ota ga Mahou Sekai ni Tensei Shitara, Gendai Heiki de Guntai Harem o Tsukucchaimashita!?

Me - Snow is the abandoned son of a minority race, the White Wolves, who live in the North.

She was placed in front of an orphanage where Dr. Elle would cut her up when she was about to turn one.

It was sewn into the clothes it was wearing, the name 'Snow' was

Probably the name my discarded parents sewed for me.

And the son of a race abandoned in my age.

Lute the name.

At first, I didn't like Lute that much.

Lute is a strange kid, and when we were three years old, when we were playing with our four-year-old sisters in the children's room, he was on his own taking Dr. Elle's class.

You sit in the back seat and take classes quieter than any of the students in the classroom.

In addition, he became interested in witchcraft and also took part in basic magician classes.

But Lute doesn't have the talent to be a magician.

Dr. Elle had already assured Lute of that.

At that time, he was attending a magic class, although he should have said, 'I will look for a path other than a magician'.

Dr. Elle says there are kids who try to make an effort even if they know they don't have the talent to be magicians.

You think that trend is particularly pronounced on boys?

Dr. Elle used to say that some of them can't accept reality and sometimes lose their lives with their hands on dangerous magic tools.

I know how Lute feels, but it's very dangerous for people with low magic levels to use magic.

Magic is the excess power of the soul necessary for spiritual and physical maintenance.

If you consume more magic than excess power, in the worst case, you die.

But he's only three years old.

I still don't know how old I am to tell you.

That's why Dr. Elle didn't kick him out and acquiesced in attending classes.

But the problem arose quickly.

Let's see, Lute. I used magic in my appearance.

Lute, who has no magician talent, quickly depletes his magic powers and faints.

Dr. Elle changed his blood phase and rushed over.

And Lute, who was put to sleep in the children's room, woke up, and I told him the situation, and gave him heed.

"You can't do that, Lute-kun!

"Sorry, sorry. I'll be careful next time."

Lute doesn't reflect at all and is going to attend class again.

And the next class.

Lute also used magic on his own and passed out.

Now he bled out of his head, stuck the diarrhea in his throat and was on the verge of choking.

If the teacher hadn't noticed and rushed, he would have died.

Teacher Elle, who is warm enough to cut this case off, is furious as well.

Lute has banned you from attending basic magician classes.

After banning class attendance, Dr. Elle began to drool over his rabbit ears and ask me how Lute was doing.

I was wondering if Lute was getting weird because of the ban on class attendance.

Occasionally, they have children whose personality diminishes, their motivation decreases, and they become apathetic when held down from the top.

The teacher is worried that he hasn't done so in this case.

When I say, 'As always, I am fine', I sigh relieved.

At the time, I knew right away that Dr. Elle was worried about Lute, even the kid himself.

Until now, the teacher said he has taken care of many children.

Sometimes some kids deviated from common sense, but Lute is jumping through and out of it.

In bad words, he said it was an 'anomaly' … at this time the teacher spilled his stupidity on me as he slipped his mouth.

So I hated Lute back then.

Lute picks us up and puts Dr. Elle in trouble like his mother, who's raising us for free.

It annoys everyone's hands, but Lute, who doesn't mind pushing straight ahead.

A baby who was abandoned on the same day as him like that - just me being Lute's caregiver and next to Lute.

Even though I complain from time to time.

But I guess this day will last forever, I thought.

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Me and Lute, four years old.

At the age of four in an orphanage, it becomes a job to take care of a 2-3 year old in a children's room.

Yet Lute didn't do any work, he just slept in the corner of the room.

Two four-year-old girls who will take care of their children with me will be asked to pay attention to Lute.

They say that I, the childhood friend who is best friends with him, should be careful.

I was outraged when I was pushed to take care of Lute again.

More than that, I wanted Dr. Elle and everyone in the orphanage to have a painful look at him, and I got mean.

"Lute, you have to take good care of your younger child."

"It's the mountains that want to do that, but they're all so good at it that they don't have my turn. So I thought I'd stay out of the way..."

"Then help Snow and the others with their deception. I don't have enough."

"Deception?

"If you don't play, I'll tell my teacher that Lute was running out of work."

"I wasn't skipping anything... okay. I'll play with you."

When I gave him the teacher's name, he obeyed honestly.

'If you want to hear what Dr. El has to say, Hmm,' I muttered small.

"So what exactly am I supposed to do? Father, or husband?

"Lute is a pet's pink slime."

"Is that really necessary...?

Lute listens back with a surprise look.

I insisted on the need for pets and had them play the role of pets all the time until the end of the decency that day.

Now if you think you can reflect a little and take care of the kids below...

"If anyone can win the game I made, I'll play the part of a pet for you."

Lute has not helped you behave once again, but has stuck with his homemade game called 'Reversi' and demands.

I can't believe I've been making toys the last few days when I thought it was something I was doing...

But this toy called Reversi seems to have very simple and interesting rules.

That's why we got on Lute's suggestion.

Speaking of how many homemade toys, these are three.

By cheap prediction that someone would win.

At first I challenged.

At the beginning, turn Lute Kun's black comma into white in good shape.

He places the comma as if to let me anoint the black comma.

I didn't realize it was a trap, and I slapped lightly on my toothlessness.

"Lute, it's a game I made myself. Wow."

"Ha, ha. Snow, if you're going to mouth the joke, you need to say something more interesting. You think I'm gonna lose this intelligent game to Snow, who can't even add up or deduct yet?

Disgust of sight from above.

But the plate surface is almost white and there is only a little black.

I have decided that it is a defeat.

"Mmm, it feels nasty! Then if Lute loses, besides being a golden Marmar, I'll have one more order from Snow!

"I just want it. If I win, I'll moff my dog's ears and tail."

"Not dog ears, wolf! Snow is a white werewolf!

"Yes, yes, don't forget your promise."

Lute puts the black comma at the far end, responding lightly.

(That?)

The comma flipped over to cut the white satin diagonally, and the black made a row.

I will look for ways to respond to the unexpected, but there is no place to change the color of the edges!

(Lute was after this from the beginning!

When he realized late for aim, he was grinning like a hunter trapping his prey.

Nasty, nasty, nasty!

I regret and aim for the reverse hand, but I lose without the art of being held to the edge and exchanged.

"Uuuuuuuu... we lost"

"I honestly didn't expect to admit defeat. But don't forget about Moffmoff."

"Wow, I know.... I'll let you touch me at night, when I go to bed"

"Oh, wow."

Lute suddenly dyed the face she was proud of and turned to it in red.

I was worried you weren't feeling well because your face was red.

"What's wrong, Lute? Your face, it's red. Did you catch a cold?

"Yes, I don't like anything. Who's next?"

I turned to the other two with an attitude that said 'I'm no longer interested in the person I lost'.

(Mm-hmm. I was so worried about you!

He doesn't even realize I'm swelling my cheeks and he plays with other girls in a fun way with reversi.

(That's just mean. I know it's more fun to play with other kids than me. It's too blatant!

Lute didn't realize I was angry, and she kept reversing herself in a conversation with the other two.

(After all, I hate Lute. I hate it!)

In the end, I couldn't beat one Lute.

We borrowed Reversi to practice and said, 'Down, Lute!' Determine.

That night, Lute stroked my ears and tail before she went to bed.

A few days later, he said, "Down, Lute! 'was withdrawn slightly.

Because no matter how much practice I practiced, I couldn't even hunt him down.

You can have hope if you engage, but you can't help it as if you don't have teeth.

Then I settled on the conclusion that it would be more fun to play with us with balanced strengths.

That sounds good to me, Lute.

As we finished taking care of the children and played with Reversi, Lute continued to sit with her eyes meditating in the corner of the room.

And thanks to Lute taking on the hard work, such as cleaning up your futon, the other two stopped complaining.

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Me and Lute, five years old.

At the age of five, classes in reading and writing, arithmetic, history, and general common sense begin.

We five or six year olds studied side by side in the largest room in the orphanage.

But only Lute is special.

He's finished learning everything as of the age of three.

So I went around to Dr. Elle's class assistant.

The main job is to prepare teaching materials, take care of noisy kids, take care of kids who are learning late, etc.

I am the child whose learning is lagging behind.

"There are five pieces of bread on the plate on the left and twelve pieces of bread on the plate on the right. So how many in all?

"Uh..."

Bend your fingers and calculate.

"Ju, 15?

Seventeen is the right answer.

"Ugh."

I stumble upon my desk by accident.

I'm good at reading, writing, history, and studying general common sense, but I really don't like calculations.

The first addition made me laugh.

Even though the kids of my generation have already learned how to deduct...

Even today, Lute teaches me.

He has been mean to me all the time, with no annoying face and guts.

If you miscalculate, you are gentle and comforting to labor.

"It's okay, because I'll hang out until Snow can calculate properly. And if you snow, you'll be able to do it as soon as you can."

"Really?"

"Sure. So don't get too depressed. Then we'll get the next problem. There is bread 3 on the plate on the left and bread 5 on the plate on the right. So how much bread do you have in total?

"Uh, uh... 8!

"Correct! Snow is a genius! Great!"

"Eh heh"

I just had a simple calculation. He was as happy and praised as he was about himself.

At first I annoyed Dr. Elle and thought he was a selfish kid - but lately I stopped hating him.

I have noticed that I can now see him with my unbiased eyes.

Lute is certainly smart.

At the same time, curiosity and behavior are twice as high.

If you're badly smart, curious, and interested because your ability to act is in vain, you'll move to execution.

A child like us can't move so aggressively, but he does.

That's why they get misunderstood by the people around them.

Weird kids, weird kids, not like kids - and.

I'm probably the only one in the world who can figure you out, Lute.

'At least I'll be nice to him for about me,' I decided to my heart.

Lute, who is only interested in himself, does not realize my compassion and begins innocently to continue with the arithmetic.

"Then we'll get the next problem."

"Yeah! I'll try to add up properly"

He strokes my head again with joy.

The feel of that hand was... so pleasant that it became a habit.

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From "I hate Lute, who annoys Dr. Elle," to the arrogant sympathy of "I care for you because you're childhood friends abandoned by the same parents" at this time of year.

It was also at this time that I had a young love affair for Lute.

The day Lute and I went out to pick up firewood...

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"Mr. Lute, it was just fine. I was just about to go get it."

Our backs will be stopped by our teachers.

"What's wrong, Dr. Elle?"

"Actually, Lute, someone wants to see you. Could you come to the reception room, please?

"No way... are you the parents who abandoned me, or are your relatives here to pick me up?

"... ugh."

Dr. Elle pressed silently with an unexpected look on his cheek.

From the attitude of my teacher, I also guessed.

Lute told me you weren't picked up by the person you most wanted to see.

The teacher opens his mouth looking sorry.

"Lute, your parents and relatives aren't here. I'm sorry, in a weird way, misleading way."

"It's okay. Because I was just curious, too. I don't even want to see my parents anymore."

…………

I lean by accident.

Because I couldn't watch Lute's temperament.

Me and Lute are abandoned children in front of the orphanage.

Any orphan should want to see his parents. That's what Dr. Elle said from time to time.

Yet he doesn't break his grand attitude and, conversely, he cares about Dr. Elle.

The likelihood of its appearance in front came to pass, and I learned to stand dazzled.

(... maybe you really don't want to see your father or mother?

I want to see you!

I want to know why you abandoned me after seeing me.

I want to live with my parents if I can.

Yet he, who is supposed to be in the same situation, 'Now I don't want to see my parents', he affirms.

Is that all you resent your parents for dumping you?

But if you've never heard of such a grudge from his mouth, there's nothing you can think of.

(Is it weirder to want to see a father or mother who abandoned herself? Am I weirder?

When I come up with it, I don't stop, and my head goes around glued.

"- Can Snow help the other kids?

"Okay, Doctor"

In reply to Dr. Elle's words, I turned to the children who were cleaning the room.

I didn't even try to find out who Lute was called to, I just kept thinking about myself.

That night.

Late in the night when Dr. Elle even fell asleep, he broke into the men's room without permission.

Orphanage rules prohibit men and women from going to each other's rooms at night.

If you violate one of the heaviest sins, you're out of dinner for a day.

But you have to ask Lute if you're in any danger. That's what I thought.

Find Lute in the dark men's room.

Fortunately, I am a white werewolf and have a better night's eye than a race.

I discovered Lute, who sleeps right away.

(Lute, Lute)

"Phew."

Beat your cheeks or shake your shoulders harder because you won't wake up when you speak up.

Lute finally wakes up with several voices, shakes, etc.

"Hmmm...... ha!?

(Shh! Don't raise your voice. Everyone will wake up)

I was surprised and rushed to hold his mouth.

Lute initially made her eyes black and white because she couldn't seem to grasp the situation, and then a few seconds later, she frowned to resolve something.

I confirm my face even closer to Him, who has completely regained consciousness.

(Shut up and we'll all wake up, so be quiet. Okay?)

(Kokukoku)

Watch Lute snort and slowly take your hands off your mouth.

(You know, Snow, how does Omae feel -)

(Shh! We'll all be up when we talk about it here. Follow me)

I pulled Lute out of the futon and took him out of the men's room.

The place we headed was under the dining room window.

Starlight shines through the window here, and you can read his fine expression.

I feel warm during the day but just a little chilly at night.

We stood shoulder to shoulder so that we could warm each other up.

It also has the advantage of being easy to hear even when discussed in a whisper.

Lute has asked with a slightly angry voice. My eyes are serious.

"So why did you bring me here until you broke the rules?"

"... Yeah, you know, I really need to ask Lute something"

I do think it's bad that I forced him out late at night, where he was asleep, but you don't have to look so scared...

But I just had to be scared.

I explained why I took him out.

"You know, Lute would like to see your mother or father?

"... Huh?

"So do you think Lute would like to see a mother or father who abandoned herself?

He listens back with a look like he's been drained of poison.

"Why would Snow ask that?

"... Lute told the teacher today, 'Nothing, I don't want to see you now,' right? Snow wants to see your father and your mother. I want to see him and ask him why he dumped Snow. I want to live with your father and your mother...... Is Snow weird to think so?

Lute listened to me in silence.

And from the gym seats, open your knees and put on a Walrus.

Snow, come here for a second.

"Why?"

"Fine."

She sat on her knees slightly forcefully.

Lute will hold my head gently, and let my ears touch his breasts.

"Heart sounds, can you hear me?

"... yeah, I can hear you. Tong, Tong, Tong."

"People are relieved to hear the sound of their hearts. 'Cause when you're a baby, you grow up listening to your mother's heart sound."

Oddly enough, I am round my body like a fetus.

Close your eyes and leave your body with Lute.

"It's not weird that Snow wants to see his parents. So you don't have to worry about it"

"Really?"

"Oh, it's true. I don't want to see my parents because I don't have the means to find them."

Lute speaks in a tone that makes her listen younger than herself.

"The only thing is, if you have a clue, it's a star-shaped mole on the back of your right shoulder, but you can't even show it to everyone you're going to meet and ask. Besides, I have no talent as a magician. That's why it's hard to imagine the parents you dumped coming back to pick it up. So I broke it off that I would never see my parents again while I was alive."

I take my breath in Lute's words.

"But Snow is different. Unlike me, Snow has a gift as a magician. Besides, the White Wolves are a minority of people living in snowy mountains on the North Continent. If we go north, we might have some leads. And I'm sorry I said," Now I don't want to see my parents. "

He apologizes with sincere sorrow.

But I knew. He said it was up to him to apologize.

I am a abandoned son of a minority race called the White Wolves of the North Continent.

White Wolf town or if you go to the village, your parents may be convenient.

At least there must be some important clues.

Besides, I have a gift as a magician.

If you become a magician above the B minus level, you won't have trouble working and you won't struggle with money.

Lute, on the other hand, has few clues and no talent as a magician.

When you're ten and you graduate from the orphanage and go to work, you'll just have a hard time living it.

It's not like Lute doesn't want to see her parents.

I understand that it is nearly impossible to reunite with my parents because of my current situation, and I give up.

Yet I let my selfish anxiety dig back the wounds of his folded heart.

I'm about to get my chest stuck in my stupidity.

"... Snow's the one who's sorry. Lute asked me something insensitive without even thinking about her feelings."

"There's no need for Snow to apologize. It's my fault."

Even though I was bad, he cared and laughed and forgave me.

"Then Snow and Lute, it's both bad. You're welcome."

"Right. Oh, maybe."

"Only to Lute to apologize, I'll teach you Snow's dream"

I didn't even tell Dr. Elle, I held it secretly, my dream.

"Snow does. When I grow up, I become a magician. And you're going to the North Continent to find your father and your mother. If I find you two, I'll ask you why you dumped Snow. If we can make up, we'll make up and live in the same house together. This is Snow's dream."

"That's a good dream. Snow will make it happen."

Lute, take a breath.

"... but if you don't find it, if you can't make up with your parents, Snow has me, and Dr. Elle and everyone else in the orphanage. Just remember that."

"... yeah, thanks Lute"

I'm about to cry at him for worrying about me to the end.

I feel that feeling and the back of my chest warms up, like Lute's heart sounds overlap with mine.

"Can I just hear Lute's chest a little more?

"Oh, you can ask as much as you like."

I push my ears against my arms.

Lute leaks a bitter smile and gently strokes his head like a father or brother.

Any power will fall out of your limbs and sweeten you to him from the core of your heart.

At this time I realized that there was a little light in my chest.

(When you grow up and become a fine magician, take Lute on a journey to find your father and mother. And when we find your father and your mother, let's build an orphanage, like Dr. Elle. So we all live together, cut me up like Dr. El, and Lute teaches the kids to read, write, and arithmetic...... if we can all live together all the time, that would be nice)

I paint new dreams in the warm arms of Lute.

It made me feel inappropriate to take care of my childhood friends that adults and other children wouldn't understand.

- Take your ears off your chest and we will return to each room.

Lute asked me when we broke up.

"Why don't I sleep with you tonight anyway?

"Lute-kun's Etsy - Eh"

'Cause boys are gonna say some naughty things right now!

It was a good vibe because of it - and I get puffy and angry as I go back to the women's room.

"... but was it a bit unfortunate?

My cheeks get cute and hot and my tail shakes without knowing.

I hurriedly dived into my futon so that no one would notice me.

It was the next day that Lute found out that he had made huge amounts of money by selling Reversi and other toy rights to merchants.