I Said Make My Abilities Average!

Six days after that, Miles walked everywhere based in Inn to try to grasp the shops and streets. I tried to get into slightly suspicious trails and back alleys, but the clothes that were "cheap and plain" in the regional cities were judged "miserable" in the Wang capital, and they were never attacked or tangled up.

… Apparently, it was thought to be 'of its kind' by the inhabitants of the Glades.

Miles, finally realizing it, rushed to buy clothes.

Things that seem to be "cheap and plain, clothes worn by ordinary city daughters" in the Wang capital.

I revealed my new clothes to Renee, Inn's daughter, and she looked subtle.

"Sister, the material is fine..."

And six days after he arrived in Wang Capital, Miles dived the gates of Hunter Training School.

... small.

This building looks like a small bungalow.

There is also one bungalow building, which seems to be a student dorm. Boys and girls, it seems to work together.

All you have to do is look like an indoor training ground and ground.

Well, there's only one class at a time, around forty students, so this would be it.

I didn't want to stand out too much, but I'm not going to smash the Alliance Master's face. Miles decided to keep around fifth from the top in this school.

The room, which was guided by the receptionist, is for four people with two bunk beds.

There's no way I can afford the luxury of living in a private room or anything because I'm allowed to live with the state's money.

Apparently my other roommates haven't arrived yet, and the mileage seemed to be the first. Now, it was a mile to think about which bed to secure, but I can't escape my sadness as a former Japanese, my habit of 'reluctantly giving way to people'.

(Maybe I'm the youngest, the smallest. Then you can go up...)

The bunk bed is a lot more convenient and easier downstairs, but Miles chose the top of one bed.

Tans with only one kilo in the room are divided into four large ones. It seems to be shared by all. There were other small valuables in the key, but I keep everything important in the item box, so it doesn't really matter to Miles. So I chose the one in the hardest position to use all of them.

They say in countries around here, like that, that it's stupid to give up the rights you get to others, but I don't care about miles because I like doing it.

"Packing is…, don't you need it"

I'm not going to hide being a storage-held... or because it would be on the paperwork for a recommendation admission application, there's no point in hiding it. So regular baggage stays in storage magic and is not a problem. Keep some items in the item box.

In the end, I decided to provide my allotted space to the other three, as there was no need for tance.

In the room, beds, tans and valuables. Nothing else. Desks, chairs, nothing.

I don't spend money on residential areas, etc. If you have time to hang out in your room, go to the training ground. The room is just a place to change and sleep. I guess that's what this is about.

The door was knocked as Miles blurred as she pondered until lunch time.

"Yes, go ahead!

In response to the mile, the door had been opened to a girl with long, blonde hair and a crisp, tight face for a woman less than one hundred and seventy centimeters tall.

Is the age about seventeen to eighteen? I don't know what to say,... man?

You know what I mean when I say a kid who looks hot to a girl, in a different way than Miles?

"Oh, you're a kid in the same room! For the next six months, say hello!

I gave the girl my right hand with a smile, I had a feeling we were going to get along, and Miles gave me my right hand with a smile as well.

"Mavis, it's swordsman, nice to meet you. Let's not introduce ourselves in detail until we've got everyone together. Where's the bed taking it?

"Oh, it's on here."

"Phew..."

Though it was a mile I was worried they would think I was stupid, Mavis said, gently tapping Mile's head with a pomp.

"You're a good boy..."

We'll definitely get along!

Miles was so sure.

"I'm big, I'm sorry, but let me use the bottom."

That's what I said. I left my stuff in the bed under the mile. As Mavis and Miles talked for a while, the door was knocked again.

"Yes, go ahead."

Two girls stood in front of the door that was opened to Miles' reply.

A tender looking girl about thirteen to fourteen, with brown hair and a fluffy feel.

And a girl about twelve years old, who looks like she's got a strong red hair.

"You're a kid in the same room. It's Mavis, nice to meet you!

"It's miles, thank you!

"It's Lena. Nice to meet you."

The red-haired girl, when she named it so, just walked indoors and placed her luggage in the lower part of the empty person's bed after looking at both beds. Well, that's normal behavior. Early winner.

"It's Pauline, thank you..."

The fluffy girl, who seemed a little weak, did not look angry at the girl who ran out and left her luggage at the top of the bed.

It is never a coincidence that everyone in this room arrived in the hours before that noon, three days before the admission ceremony, when student acceptance would begin, if only they had arrived by the day before the admission ceremony.

We can stay here for three days, and we can eat for free from lunch that day.

In other words, everyone, can't afford the money.

Miles could afford the money, he just wanted to get there early and get used to training school and its surroundings, but of course he didn't say anything extra and it suited everyone. A little bit of air is now readable.

It was time for lunch soon, and after the meal we introduced ourselves, so we all moved to the dining room.

From the first day of acceptance, there were also a large number of others who arrived before noon for lunch, and nearly half of the contemporaries who heard there were forty had come to the dining room. The seniors are all supposed to be peers because they are graduating by mistake.

All the men were scratching their meals to disappoint. Exactly, though the women weren't that bad.

After the meal, Miles returned to the room to introduce themselves quickly.

"First, let's introduce ourselves in the order we arrive here."

In Mavis' words, it began with miles.

"Miles, I'm twelve. Class F, I'm a magician."

"... eh, that's all? There will be others, like magic I'm good at, from, about my parents..."

To the words of the red-haired Lena, Miles had no choice but to continue his words.

"Uh, you can use storage magic. So, I don't need a tan, so please use my space with all of you. And there's a little bit of protection and swordsmanship.

Um, please forgive my parents because, uh, it's life-threatening... "

…………

Silence persisted for a while.

"Oh, my God, that would be crazy!

Suddenly, Lena screamed.

"If you can use storage magic, it would be C-rank though! Why are you here? Plus, if you activate the storage magic, you'll keep using the magic all the time! How could you do that instead of Tans!!

"" "Eh..." "

"How could I be surprised at you!!

It was a decent mile to the barking lana......

"Um, with the guild's mistake... As compensation for that, I came here with the Alliance Master recommendation. And storage magic, is that right?

"Ah, you..............."

"Then it's my turn next!

Mavis raising his voice like he was in a hurry.

I can read the air, which means it's really great.

"Miles smashed me, so I'll be honest with you, too. We're going to be friends for a long time, and you'll see.

Mavis von Austin, seventeen. Swordsman, you can't use magic.

My family is a family of knights from generation to generation, all three of my brothers became knights. I also aspired to knight by admiring my brothers, but my brothers and my parents jumped out of the house, vehemently opposed. So now, the family name doesn't matter, it's just Mavis. Regards! "

(((Wow...))

The name 'Rascal' came up behind Miles' brain, but it is raccoon. Maybe I'm mistaken for another name.

"I'm next! Lena, fifteen. He's a magician! He's good at attack magic, and he's called" The Red Lena. "

I'm telling you, red doesn't mean the color of your hair!

I don't have a family... "

When referring to the family, it was Lena who lay face down on the top and bottom, but she would not have gone any further than she shook herself to the mile without touching about the family.

"" "Fifteen?

"What! There's something I want to say!

He was less tall at fifteen. Would it be about 156 to 157 centimeters? Five centimeters below the standard for that age. He was the equivalent of twelve years of age.

Miles are also lower than standard, so I was fortunate that there was nothing to reverse.

"Then it's me at the end......

Pauline, fourteen. This is the daughter of a mistress, the president of a medium-sized merchant called the Beckett Chamber of Commerce. "

(((Wow!!))

"I'm a disturber, but I had the gift of healing magic, and I was forced to take an exam here to brush my arms to help as a tribute to nobility or a large merchant."

((((Stop Yee-haw!!)))

"After graduating here, maybe some middle-aged jerk or old man,"

"" "Well, I'm done introducing myself!!

They were roommates who seemed quite comfortable.