One class of the day proceeded without any problems, and by the time it was over, each of the middle school students had a satisfying look on their face. Even so, apart from the satisfaction that it has found a respectable goal or the reassurance that seniors are no big deal.
Therefore, contrary to the students in the middle, some students in the higher echelons each have an indelible look, and the students who have shown enough power are not the same. But still, as adventurers - no, all orange parties with experience of fighting with orange sounds had the look of doing what they did.
With Leila in mind, Orange Sound has fought a life-threatening battle since World War I. Inside, there were demon kings and brave men, and as beings, there are mysterious organizations called the Apostles, ghost Noel and S-rank demons, the conditional A-rank strength, but S-rank warcraft, the "Leviathan", who have come to fight the strange face of surviving this far at the earliest.
It's coming with it. As none of the Orange Sound party members have had days like losing to students attending school. Orange noise, of course, also worked with middle school students to win, and defeated two or one opponent without letting anything happen to high school students, such as Lulu and Corpse noise.
In a mock warfare class where many were distracted, the party of orange sounds could be said to have attracted enough of its heterogeneity.
"Mr. Doran could have made a teacher here..."
The orange noise whispered like no one could hear it, pounding and squeaking so. Now he's not here anymore, he's the man who's also a master who made me a companion to Orange Sound parties and taught Orange Sound how to fight. He died, but still lives firmly in their hearts as an orange sounding companion.
Speaking of teaching, he gave me a very discerning professor. Therefore, I also feel that I can do enough as a teacher in this school. I thought of that, and the orange noise smiled slightly bitterly.
Well, now I'm done with class and already after school. It's time for Leila to be told by the boys. Even when the class is together, the seats are away there, so many boys students go beside Leila faster than orange noises the moment they enter after school. Even so, orange noise is not about to go under Leila, so I guess this time for the boys is one of the few gaps where orange noise can be targeted for time not next door.
I can understand that feeling as an orange noise, so I won't stop or interrupt it out of the blue. Leila also told me that it was up to me to decide whether or not to accept the invitation, so maybe if the boys could take Leila's invitation with them, it would be possible.
Therefore, Orange Sound was about to return to the dorm early. You can go to the library, but the Great Wizard apparently has a verse that hates interacting with ordinary students. Even if you're lucky enough to get into the lab, there are many students in the library this time of year. If I could see orange noise entering the lab, I would think that would be a hassle for Sole.
While walking down the road to the dorm, Orange Sound looks back at the day. I dressed up and took out "Death Size Hand," but I don't think I'll ever find out what's in my hand. He stood there well in the simulation, and his opponent was so weak that he was able to control the situation perfectly.
"Hmmm... but you don't have that strength... I wonder if you're okay with that"
"hahaha......"
To the orange murmur, Noel smiles dry as he turns away.
Noel put a scratch in his heart that anyone would do that if compared to a demon king or something against an orange noise that said that seriously with an extremely serious look. Apparently, Orange Sound thinks the humans should be strong enough to be relative to Sole, although they are aware that the opponents they have fought are quite special.
The adventurers, knights, and other fighters whom Orange Sound has come to this world to meet are honestly strong enough, including the brave ones, Doran, Leis, the strongest, and the Great Wizard. There may be no choice but to mistake the orange noise.
He still thinks he's a pretty strong adventurer, such as the adventurer he met in Miniera when he was H-ranked. Well, I guess I have a strong impression that I've been massively punched.
"But isn't everyone's eyes changed?
"Well, thanks to Fran, I was able to win a mock fight."
"You left all the attacks to that kid."
Orange sounds that have gained the strongest class of defense at the price of attack. The earliest attack itself is not that strong, so I had to leave the attack to the other side rather than being a pair. Orange sounds could not be won by themselves because they would definitely beat sword meetings and so on. Well, more than it's a mock fight, you can win if you even attach a sword to your neck muscle, but that won't be the case in practice.
Thus, Fran pushed for orange noise a person who had all his qualities as a knight and acclaim, but the orange noise, which could not defeat the enemy, did not have enough elements of the sword that were needed roughly as a knight.
The strongest as a shield, the weakest as a sword, that is the orange sound of today. A being that combines strength and weakness. It cannot be defeated, and therefore it cannot be defeated. Orange sounds invisible to the mighty, even if the atmosphere is creepy reaper. I guess that's also a sign because that kind of balance of offense is falling apart.
"Well, this school's leaving in a little while, too - don't worry about the surrounding ratings"
Orange noise murmured so, opening the doors of the dorm doors and walking inside.
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Something's wrong, I realized, only after I walked into the dorm.
Orange noise was walking in the dorm to get back to his room, but I felt a strange glance. I always feel gaze. Little students who didn't know if it was the middle or the first part they were talking about in the hallway were watching orange noises. Something is going on with Kosokoso. I think it is a shady mouth or an orange sound, but it is not even that kind of air.
Something uncomfortable about the air makes the orange sound fast. I look back on my actions to see if I would have done something. Though I talked to a little cute elementary school girl in my dorm life, told her that there was nothing about a little unfavorable boy student, picked up a handkerchief dropped by a classmate who was a real JK and smelled it, and identified the owner -
"I don't remember doing anything in particular."
"I think it must have been an absolute mistake to possess you recently."
"It's my fault."
That's what I said to Noel's voice with the look on his face that Orange Sound didn't know what he was talking about. I wondered if I would have done something wrong to Noel, and I still had nothing to think of. Sure, the students who returned the handkerchief didn't give me a happy look, but they say thank you as a result.
Orange noise just kept his suspicious look on his face and advanced his legs.
Then,
"Oh, that! Tough Senior!"
"Oh, hey...?
Two, several boys and girls have been stuck in front of me. As far as uniforms go, he would be a middle-aged kid. Something looks daunting, blocking the path of orange noise. I suppose you hear that orange noise is a civilian, although it is such an action that if you do it to an aristocratic boy, he gets grumpy and says various things. Otherwise, I won't get this kind of means.
The orange noise suddenly brakes while a little surprised, stopping. On my count, the number of boys and girls is three. One boy for every two girls. None of the kids were unrecognizable, and there was no such thing as a conversation.
I wondered if I could use it, and the orange noise, er, scratched my cheek with my fingertips as I leaked.
"You tell me..."
"Mm, I can't... is embarrassing..."
"... ho, it's real...!
Something tells me that the boys and girls are pressing each other against a representative who talks to Hiccup and Orange Sound. Apparently, he came out with momentum. An even more awkward orange noise, but I can't ignore the boys and girls I want. Orange noise stood up on the spot wondering what was going on.
Then, apparently, the conclusion was drawn: the three boys and girls opened their mouths simultaneously as they turned their gaze to the orange noise.
"" "Hi there! Tough Senior!" "
"Oh, yeah. Hello."
It was the same way to get around, but it looks like a greeting first. The orange noise also returned a greeting as it was distracted.
"Oh, um... today's mock fight, I was watching!
"It was amazing!
"Or it was cool!
"Oh, yeah...... thanks"
And that's what they say to the orange noise like the three of them get stuffed. So for the first time, I understand what they're trying to say. At the same time, he was convinced of the amount of gaze he had had until earlier.
In other words, Orange Sound inexorably won Fran in a mock fight in the class earlier. It was a technique that the students around them clearly understood, and that was enough to make a respectful element of a man named Orange Sound. As a result, the students in the middle section sent a gaze of envy, which I guess means they even came out to say that this was awesome.
There was nothing like this in the original world, so I feel very fresh. Of course, I was glad.
"So, right... tight seniors..."
"Yeah?"
Then one of the three, girl a, came forward. I don't know her name, so she's a girl in an orange noise, but she rubs her thighs and thighs together and wanders her gaze. Her cheeks were also slightly reddish, wrapping up the air as if she were even confessing.
I wonder if this is going to be confessed, how dare you expect a little orange noise. I was a little happy with the situation where girls were likely to confess to middle school students, even under the delusion that maybe the biggest hot period of the century had arrived.
And the girl looked up at the orange noise all the way as if she had decided to. Open your mouth and speak clearly to the orange noise.
"Wah, make me... a senior thing!
"I'm sorry. Wait a minute. I was beyond imaginary."
To the girl's words, the orange noise covers her eyes with her hands and looks up to the ceiling. I think in my head about what they just said.
Make me a senior thing - what the hell is this development? Orange sounds looked for a different interpretation of the meaning of the word so that it would not be received as it was said. The word "please make me a senior thing" didn't mean anything to me about being an orange-sounding woman. Then it would be easy to interpret it differently.
And Orange Sound thinks yeah, and puts his gaze back from the ceiling toward the boy and girl. Then,
"Me too, please!
"Me too!
"Wait, wait, wait."
Just a gender-equal privatized society or this school. Orange noise is tantamount to a series of attacks on boys and girls. The boulder's defenses don't help in places like this either. A girl would still understand, but why is the boy trying to be an orange noise thing? The orange sounds don't make any sense at all, refreshing, or this kind of thing.
I felt my thoughts stop and the orange sound shook my head. I don't even have time to think about what's going on.
In the meantime I wanted to hear its sincerity, and the orange noise opened my mouth.
"Er... what is that -"
"Wait."
"Huh?"
Then another voice hung just before the orange noise released the question. That voice, emitted from behind, was a familiar sound of orange noise - and in retrospect, the person was there as expected.
"That? Fran."
"I'm sorry, but this guy is asking me out first. I was wondering if you could keep your hands off me while I don't hear from you."
That's what Fran told the boys and girls, who ignored the orange noise and walked over to next door to the orange noise. Uggu, and the three retreating, after alternating between Fran and Orange sounds and then a slightly regrettable look, dropped their shoulders disappointingly and left. At the end of the day, I paid tribute to the orange noise, so I'm very impressed that you're a good boy to be polite.
And after the three of them bent over the corner and disappeared, the orange noise tried to ask Fran what that meant now, but before that Fran grabbed the arm of the orange noise and walked out.
"Hey, what?
"I'll talk in my room."
"Oh, yeah..."
Something hurried Fran's words, the orange noise round his eyes. I don't even have to wonder what's wrong. But he said that the conversation would be in the room, so I decided to follow him very closely for now. You can't rush things, you can't lose them, you're not pressing for time.
Plus - Fran's side seemed kind of in a hurry, so the orange noise was spoken to.
"... well good"
The orange noise, which could hardly accompany the situation, decided to leave itself to the flow for now.