Helper teacher of magic girls' school

"Welcome, sir! Welcome home! Ladies!"

"" "Welcome, sir! Welcome home! Ladies!" "

It was the servants of the Brandell family who welcomed Estelle to the front door.

Alfred, Alice, Sophia, and Marguerite were also at home today.

"Wow..."

Estelle's home also has a servant, but she's not in the mood this way.

Earlier, when I said guard dogs, I said these servants, Estelle was completely overwhelmed by the atmosphere of Brandell Mansion.

It is the moral that appeared there.

She is a substantial family order for this mansion.

But Alfred, the red hat of the decree, is not dissatisfied with morality, and in fact, he is very close to the moral of the dreamer.

"Sisters Nadia, go back to your room and get ready to bathe! Red prepares dinner in the kitchen. Alice confirms a big bath for the Nadia sisters. Mrs. Altner, can you help Red?

"Okay, Moral. Come on, everybody, let's go."

Nadia, who hears Moral's words giving the stirring instructions, urges Orelly and Josephine to go up the stairs.

"Yes, ma'am. Okay, Mrs. Altner, let's go."

"Yes!"

When Red Hat Alfred disappeared into the kitchen with Marguerite, Alice also went up the stairs with a peppery thank you.

"Sophia, show the guests to their rooms! I'll pick up my husbands at the School of Magic Girls with me afterwards. I want you to see me do it so you can learn your moves quickly."

"Yes! Dear Estelle, please give me your luggage and come this way."

Not yet, but a little beautiful girl with chestnut hair tried to hold Estelle's luggage.

"Oh no!?

Moral's voice flew to hesitant esters.

"That child = Sophia is the 'servant apprentice' of this mansion. Please help us."

"Oh really..."

The girl, called Sophia, laughed and received when Estelle offered her dreaded bag.

"Dear Estelle, thank you! This way."

As it was, Sophia led me up the stairs in front of me and the immediate room seemed to be the room where Estelle was staying tonight.

The room is about 15 tatami private rooms with toilets and baths.

The bed was not gorgeous, but it was a sinister and interesting object made of wood that seemed sturdy.

Sophia opens the door and puts Estelle's bag in one corner of the room and thanks her for the dust.

"Can I help you with this Sophia later?

"Uh, nowhere at the moment."

"Then excuse me. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."

When Estelle said, Sophia slowly closed the door and pulled back.

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15 minutes later...

Tong Tong!

Suddenly the sound of a rhythmic knock echoes.

Estelle is a futuristically talented wizard, but so far she does not have the ability to read magic waves (aura).

This is also the situation and I panic about suddenly knocking.

"So, who!?

"It's Olerie, Olerie Brandell!

Estelle is relieved to hear she's a classmate.

If this were Nadia, vice president of the student council, tensions would increase even further.

"Oh, Orelly, what?

"Will you let me in the room for a second? Please."

"Okay."

Estelle slowly opened the door when she replied to Orelly asking for her consent to enter the room.

There stands Orelly with a full smile.

Estelle was somewhat uncomfortable with the appearance of such an olery.

What's Orelly...

Excuse me, could it have been so bright?

I don't usually talk too much in the classroom, even though I'm a very dear child.

"Ugh, Estelle. Just in case, you're not here right now, are you?

A moon thing is a 'period'.

"Yeah, he's not here... what?

"I'm going to take a bath to get closer to you all!

"Yep... ok... say! Oh, bath!?

Estelle looked up to me knowing that what she agreed to was an unknown experience.

Though I'm a classmate, suddenly I take a bath with you?

What does that have to do with helping me?

"Yes! We're all going in! I'm usually with my husband, but you're coming in today, so it's just women."

They bathe on the same sex alone when they hear the story again.

It was a reassuring ester for a moment, but the anxiety still creeps up.

"Wait... I've never taken a bath with anyone else. I can't."

"Neither did I, but at first we all think so. But this is instructed not only by Dr. Lew's husband, but also by my sister Francisca, or Dr. Francisca. I mean, this is an extension of the class, too, Mr. Estelle!

Extension of classes…

But Estelle's common sense did not understand such logic.

"Oh, you said that! Suddenly no soul is ready..."

So whining Estelle takes a look at Olerie's face.

Because Olerie's face has changed since she hit me and I'm serious.

"I haven't heard much about your situation... but if your husband told you to stay, you must have gotten in pretty well, right? By the way, I remember what you said before..."

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"Do you want to join the Ministry of Works to help people in the future? If so, it would be difficult to work alone. I don't think we can do this unless we move on and get inside people's circles and open our chest collars to each other."

"Mr. Orelly......"

Estelle didn't even think that Olerie, who wasn't particularly close to me in her class, would think so much about herself.

The story of Olerie continues as I look at Estelle like that.

"It's good to reject the soul because it's unprepared. It's good because we can talk naked and decorative to each other. I haven't been able to talk much with you in my class, but I think it would be nice if we could get along better with this, and I'm sure my sister Nadia and Jose will be the same."

Lou and Fran know about the Oleries.

They're sweet daughters who want to help Estelle when they hear she's staying at the Mansion.

Such Olerie's care slowly creeps into Estelle's soul.

On second thought, it's also Olerie and the others' kindness that hasn't heard about the root leaf digging situation since we left together.

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"I wouldn't recommend that you be forced to stay in the back of the mountain and work alone... but it must make sense that your husband called you here. I didn't say I couldn't do it from the start, so I had to try it... it's not that hard or anything."

Estelle was gradually convinced by Orelly's words and kindness.

There was nothing different about her anymore.

"Oh, thanks! Mr. Orelly."

"Haha, suddenly you say you can't. But it's okay, because it's absolutely fun. Besides, there's no more" Mr. "! Let's call each other by name, Estelle!

"Okay! Orelly!"

I gently offered my right hand as if Orelly would respond to Estelle's voice.

Estelle was not lost, but held his hand firmly.