Step into a small dining room and you get to your seat.

Already your father was sitting in his seat and watching the newspaper, and your mother was carrying the food to the table. It's the usual Doris sight. A day begins that will not change.

"Morning, Ryan. Your favorite scrambled egg."

"Thank you, Mother. I think I'm gonna have a good day."

I kiss her cheek with my mouth full of dictated dialogue.

Don't forget to smile a bit, of course.

Because my mother gets stuck in her room when she softens.

If you put a scrambled egg served on a plate in your mouth, it tastes normal, good or bad.

That's why it's good.Simplicity is best.

My mother was not so good at cooking in this world.

Especially for me with a previous life when I was born as the cook's son, my mother's cooking turns out to be so rejective that I can handle it. So simple iz vest.

If you look at the column clock in the room, it was time to leave.

I grab my bag and pop out of the house.

Only aristocrats are going to attend the school.

His name is Royal Secondary School. I'm a freshman there.

There are no uniforms, so I went to school with my own clothes.

"" Yikes!?

Hit someone the moment you bend over the building.

At that moment, it feels soft on your face.

Bounced back by unexpected elasticity and buttocks on the cobblestone.

There he is. I don't know who it is, but I'm not looking forward.

When I looked at them with that in mind, they had butt cakes just like me, and incredibly, they had round breads that would have a diameter of thirty centimeters on their mouths.

I see. Am I bounced back by that bread?

"Hey, where are you looking and walking!

"That's the word over here. You weren't looking in front of me."

The woman swelling her left cheek with a twitchy bread exposed her anger with her eyebrows in reverse eight letters.

Long girl with long red hair ponytail.

My eyes were slightly connected but neat and I could say beautiful.

The outfit was exposed to short breads on short-sleeved t-shirts that fit the body and the surroundings without hiding the good style. Probably not as old as sixteen.

I look at the armband I put on my arm and realize I'm a student at the high school.

"That armband... you're a middleman."

"It's Ryan Doris. And you?"

"Atashi is Julia Label. I mean, attitude is huge."

"This is my nature. If that's what you're saying, so are you."

"Besides being busy. Hit me. I can't believe it."

Julia gave me a grumpy look at my attitude as she wore a piece of bread in one hand.

And as if I thought of something, "Ah!," he said.

"I was in a hurry because I had business today! We have to hurry!

Julia ran off on a run.

She was quite a noisy daughter.

I guess that's what youthfulness means.

I paid the dust on my clothes before heading to school.

The Royal School advances to the escalator ceremony from the elementary to the higher level.

In front of the building, nobility is the only one who is supposed to go there, but in fact, anyone who pays for it was able to enroll. As a result, lavish children and others usually walked on campus.

That said, I didn't lose my identity class.

The Baron's son is the Baron's son, even in school.

Naturally, there is also an upward and downward relationship between the children.

And everyone can understand that the world is unpleasant.

I was one of them.

"Whew!

"One more shot!

A choosy punch slipped into my flank.

As he sat down leaning against the wall of the school building, a fat boy student in noble clothes standing in the front laughed Niyaniya and rang his fingers.

Behind him are three male students looking at this one without expression.

"I guess I was willing to apologize. Ryan."

"I... will not yield to your violence"

"I can still resist. Don't freak me out."

I stand up patient and resolute in pain.

The conversationalist is in the middle of the three men behind the boy students who beat me up.

He is Johnny Dosad, the eldest son of the Marquis of Dosad.

It's easy to explain how this happened.

I cautioned the guys who were shady figs. I was targeted this time.

That's all.

"We were just teaching you the difference in status. You got in the way, didn't you? That one's on my mind. Stepping on your head and letting them lick your shoes isn't going to clear your anger."

"Well, tell me to apologize. You're not really willing to stop"

"Correct. You don't know how society works, but you're turning your head on saying this."

"Better than the guy who lets teachers canning and maintain grades."

"I don't know what you're talking about. Yes, you can hurt him more."

Heavy fists penetrate my face.

I knew it, but Johnny has rotten sexual roots.

The people in front of them can do whatever they want to intimidate female students and force them to have a physical relationship, or beat up and kill irresistible students by saying it's stressful, etc.

There was an applause for its radicality, especially since it went up to the middle.

"But I guess it's time you wanted one of your apologies. Otherwise, I don't care what happens to your house."

"Now you're threatening me. You're a scumbag."

"I'll take it as a compliment. The Dothads don't choose their means because it's home training."

"Then it's better to be beaten to death here. I won't let you get your hands on the house."

I tackle a student like an oak in front of me.

They couldn't catch me small because I was tall and fit.

Hold one of your enemies' legs down and lift them all at once.

Yasuhiko Kanzaki, don't lick the age of 55.

Fat boy students fall to the ground out of balance.

So I just took the mount and punched him in the face.

I can win. I can resist even if I'm weak.

but someone grabbed both arms.

Looking back, they were two boys students on both sides of Johnny.

When the battered student gets up and wipes his mouth with his sleeve, he punches his fist funny into my stomach, which has been feathered tight.

I suffered so much pain that I wanted to cry.

"I'll keep this for you today. See you tomorrow."

"Agu... agu..."

After hitting him all he wants, Johnny takes the three of them somewhere.

Though the disaster finally left, my whole body was still in pain and I couldn't even get up. I feel terrible. I want to strangle myself in the past that was floating with my second life, etc.

I heard footsteps nearby with Guthali.

If you check who came with a blurry vision, isn't the red-haired woman glancing at my face? Moreover, on its left hand, a large bread similar to that of the morning was gripped.

"What are you doing here?

"Leave me alone"

"Hmm, fights like that."

She gently lifts my body and takes me somewhere.

Having been transported from the back of a secondary school building to a higher school building, I was to be taken into a room that looked like an infirmary.

And when I was put to bed, I was thrown a freshly squeezed towel in my face.

"So wipe your wound."

"That's rough. Can't you be gentler?"

"Be busy. I'm helping you, so be more grateful."

"... thanks"

I put a wet towel on my face with gratitude.

Hilarious and pleasant.

Julia sat in a nearby chair and stared seriously at my face.

"I didn't look like the type to fight, but I guess that means people don't come close to looking"

"No. He's just been hitting me with obfuscations on his own."

"Oh, that's what you say. So there's a guy at your place who looks great too. Then you have to work out, right? Shall I teach you the sword?

She takes the liberty of convincing herself to a nimmari grin.

I thought she was an unusual woman.

Help me on my own and try to proceed on my own.

He was the type I had never met in my previous life.

"How could you help me? You should have left me alone."

"You can't do that to someone you like."

"What?"

"You bumped into him in the morning. That's when I realized that my destiny was this one. Or love at first sight? haha."

She laughs at the outrageous things she says.

I was just stunned by Julia's confession.