Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Four days after I met two creepy people at the Hermel Coffee Shop.

Benarez has not yet reunited with them.

- But there was another problem.

Benarez had finished his lecture at the Blue Rose School that day, as usual, and was about to return to an old dorm in the corner of the Blue Rose section.

Then there comes the unfamiliar young men and women.

"Hey, White Green Genius."

Pure white rose in chest pocket. - I'm a white rose student.

"Hello"

"As usual, the Blue Rose has a unique atmosphere. It's not like a black rose or a red rose, it feels strange."

I'd rather return that word as it is.

The White Rose School, which I used to visit, also had a lot of strange vibes.

The White Rose School, which has a particularly high number of young people compared to other schools, smells dangerous somewhere.

I have the impression that there seems to be a lot of people with porcine bumps or a lot of people without fear.

"I'm here to deliver this to you today"

That's what I said, a beautiful blonde young man handed me a single envelope.

"What's this?

"Invitation. Some nightclub."

With a bare gesture like Virgilia's conceited young man does, he elevates his nose.

"We give it to the kind of people we call talent in other schools. It's a very important invitation to a nightclub."

"I'm not very good at tea parties or night clubs."

Saying so without receiving the envelope offered by the White Rose youth, the schoolgirl next door looked a little muffled.

"There's no way someone like you can be dull in such a tight school. Take this invitation and join us at our nightclub"

Says the female student.

"Frune, I'm not saying that. It's like you're imposing it."

"But..."

"I'm sorry, Benarez. This kid's a little short on heart."

Youth apologize.

"Hey, is it a strange story to just give them invitations without even naming them? - I'm late, my name is Oscar. Oscar-Ram-Nelsen.

Full name.

Kindly, it has a middle name.

I rarely name my full name in this academic city of Aios.

It's basically an exercise in using pseudonyms, and it's troublesome to think of elaborate pseudonyms just to name in this city on purpose.

"Nelsen?

Besides, Benarez sounded familiar with that family name.

"It's like there was a top nobleman with that name in the" Heavenly Tower City "next to the three houses -"

"Haha, that's" White Green Genius ". Do you even remember the noble name of a nearby city state?"

"Dear Oscar, Oscar's home will be revealed in four generations of nobility in the country. Even if you're not a white and green genius, if you're from the western continent, you've probably heard of it once."

A female student looked up at Oscar with a tranced look.

"Well, maybe so. That was way off the record. You're right, I'm from the Nelson family. He is also the next owner."

……

It's creepy.

He named his real name after a grand denial of the discipline of Aios.

Sometimes there are people who flirt with their real names to assert their infantile authority, but I've never seen anyone just so prestigious.

Benarez had a bad feeling.

"Anyway, you can come to the night club for once. I'm sure you'll enjoy it too."

That's what Oscar forced me to give him the envelope and leave.

Benarez leaves the classroom with his nose high, looking at the two of them.

"... Will Gilbert also be given"

I was determined to go see him, a rival and friend.

◆ ◆ ◆

"I knew I'd come to you too, Benarez"

"What are you talking about?"

In anticipation of the time that Gilbert would be finishing the lecture he was receiving, Benarez turned to him.

Gilbert seems to be in need of something, and was about to head back to the dorm early enough, but Benarez pulls it off there.

In the end, the two sighed like trouble as they walked shoulder-to-shoulder through the Blue Rose student city.

"That's not decent."

"I think so too."

"Are you going, for example, to a night club?"

"Hmmm......"

I don't really feel comfortable.

But absent here, they're going to come back later.

It seems easier to show your face once.

"What are you gonna do, Gilbert?"

"If you're going, I'm going."

"That's an interesting answer. It's unusual for you to say something without such initiative."

Benarez saw Gilbert properly.

"Pre-examination. Conditions want to be equal. If you're going to take care of yourself that has nothing to do with academia directly, I'm going to take care of it."

"You activate funny self rules sometimes."

"Shut up."

Gilbert muscles by stroking his beautifully divided forehead.

"And then again, we need to see what they're up to. If you are a man who disrupts the discipline of Ioath, you must report it to the General Council to rectify it."

"And you're too disciplined."

Benarez said with a bitter smile.

"That is the duty of those who are allowed to be students in this city. This city is sweet for students. I could say it's sweet, but it's basically sweet. As long as the person is making him look like a student, he accepts equally whatever extreme evil man he may be. Even if it was the feud of my native country in front of me, there would never be a dispute there. This is an unusual sight from the side."

"Well, maybe."

That is both the good and the bad part of Ioath.

"That's why I adhere to the discipline of Aios. I'm one of those who owe this favor."

I see, and Benarez nodded.

Maybe Gilbert is also a young man who carried the national smugness.

Of course I don't ask in depth.

That is the fashion and discipline.

"Well, the night club is tomorrow night. If you're going, let me know by noon tomorrow."

"Yeah, okay"

"Then I'll go. I'm working part-time at a costume store in the Red Rose section today."

"Well, you were working part-time."

"This is also the duty of those who are kept alive in this city."

"You can't say that cool, Gilbert"

Benarez told him to tease and dropped off Gilbert, who left the scene with a decent look.

"Ah, I wonder if it has anything to do with the girl who was walking side by side in the front red rose compartment"

Maybe Gilbert's girlfriend.

With that in mind, Benarez went back to the dorm.

◆ ◆ ◆

The next day.

- It's the only way. Let's just attend a few moments later to avoid getting tangled up.

Benarez was so determined after his pre-noon lecture.

We need to think about the future and keep their convincing brother-in-law than we once got tangled up.

Totally depressing.

I don't want the alias "White Green Genius". I bring all the trouble.

Benarez then informed Gilbert that he would attend the example night club and decided to return to the dorm once he had given the afternoon lecture as usual.

Gilbert and I meet at "Stargaze Hill" in the Blue Rose section.

It's a square for stargazing made by a famous astrologer who was once at the Blue Rose School.

◆ ◆ ◆

Night.

Benarez left the dorm stuffed with minimal baggage in his clothes pocket.

The city at night is quite noisy.

Walking down the streets with glittery, gemstone-like surgical lights shaking, Benarez prayed that there were no two creepy people he met at Harmel Coffee Shop among the passing youths.

"Mele - aren't you, Master Kirier, really going to that monstrous night club?

"Oh, so strange events most likely involve what we're looking for."

Second, I heard such a conversation coming from somewhere while I was walking.

The streets are crammed with a large number of young people, and the voice-over position is not exactly grasped.

"And your blonde looks pretty good, Dear Killier"

"I don't mind dyeing my hair, but I'm still a little used to tying it in the back. I still don't like these beautiful outfits."

"Master Mariza said, 'This is a good thing again...' with a nosebleed, right?

I'm not sure about the second half of the conversation, but I'm concerned that the phrase 'night club' appeared on the first one.

Benarez stopped for a bit and looked around, but the figure of the vocalist could not be found at last.

- I wonder if there are surprisingly many attendees at the night club.

Either way, if the current vocals are going to be at the night club, we might meet after this.

Benarez left behind a lesser unheard name, 'Killier', on the edge of his brain, and began walking down the street again.

I walked around the city for a while and finally reached Stargazing Hill.

There's Gilbert already there.

He stood with his usual caressed hair and black edged glasses on his grumpy face.

"Did I make you wait? Gilbert."

"I haven't waited much. I just don't really like eyeouts at night originally. Always too much for this guy to forget what the students really are."

"Fair enough. Sometimes I need to rest. No matter how much Ioath says it's an academic city."

Begin walking to the White Rose compartment while deceiving Gilbert.

"You've got an invitation."

"Of course."

"I went home and did some digging, but the invitation itself doesn't seem to be endowed with any surgical"

"You're very careful."

"I've never crossed the line to watch out for smelly things"

Assuming that a surgical process had been carried out, what would be the disadvantage?

Binding ceremonies that force attendance at night clubs, for example.

Or a tracking ceremony that causes the operator to slip through the location.

If it is unrealistic, is it around the fascinating ceremony that activates the moment you read the text of the invitation?

"None of this is realistic. It's too powerful to ask for something cheap."

"I'm going to have some idea of what I was thinking, but in any case, I won't be doing anything I got my hands on. I don't think that White Rose student has the ability to organize that kind of maneuver."

Gilbert laughed with his nose.

"I think so."

"It's still more likely that a Red Rose student. Students at that school are good at practicing theory."

Red Rose students tend to be in the knowledge edition, in the schools of Aios, with a trend of recommending practices.

The most balanced would be the School of the Blue Rose, known as the Peak, but the School of the Red Rose is not quite a discarded one either.

"Well, it would be useless to discuss this invitation because we don't know what the purpose is in the first place. Let's go and get out of here."

That's what Gilbert said, speeding up his legs.