I Said Make My Abilities Average!

In the three days leading up to enrollment, Miles and the others murdered their time talking in their rooms and strolling around Wang Capital with them. We all don't have a lot of money, so it just doesn't cost us any money.

Sometimes' rooms are small 'besides money to shop, and it's not like you can buy a big deal. It is about changing clothes or consumables at best.

I don't have the luxury of spending money on snacks because I can eat full stomach in the dining room.

All four of them felt pretty good about it for some reason, even though their personalities were quite different, and they were going to be good roommates.

And for some reason, Miles was particularly liked by Lena. When Miles notices, Lena often stands beside herself.

To a questionable mile, Mavis let me guess why.

"That would be arr, miles tall and rather......, no, it's nothing, forget it"

"Can you forget? Ah!"

miles to hear Mavis' exact analytical results and absurd his voice.

Miles, too, have been able to get out of the ground and talk without worrying about the three of my roommates.

Indeed, with miles, Lena looks relatively large.

Myself bigger than twelve mile old. Height and chest.

That would certainly be a pleasure for Lena, who always sees around the age of twelve and has a complex in her physique. I'm also convinced you want to stay on the side of the mile.

Even for Miles, the twelve-year-old self, just a little smaller than the fifteen-year-old Lena, wasn't so bad.

Mavis is seventeen, so he is not subject to comparison.

... The problem here is Pauline.

I'm fourteen years old, and I think I'm less than average, to the extent that I'm tall. Of course, higher than Lena.

And its breasts that are clearly larger than average and also above Mavis.

"Grungy..."

As Miles stared at Pauline's chest and Pauline seemed uncomfortable, Lena came back from the wash.

"Sa, it's time to go!

Yes, today was finally the day of the Hunter Training School's admissions ceremony.

The entrance ceremony was shoddy.

Anyway, the majority of admissions are poor. It's not like my family's coming either.

And of course, there are no uniforms. Everyone, it's their own clothes.

However, since he wears gear as a hunter rather than regular clothes, he looks like a rookie hunter at first.

The number of students this semester, as usual, is forty.

Forty, so there is only one class.

It remained small when it was started on an experimental basis and was more of a remote island branch or temple house level than a school.

"Well done! I'm the man in charge here, Elbert."

A man, about fifty years old, equivalent to the school director, greeted him from the stage.

It doesn't look very much like an atmosphere of school director, it just looks like a retired hunter.

"I've been a hunter since I was six, and I retired six years ago and I've been entrusted here!

... as it was.

Well, with a total of forty students, there won't be a school director.

Wouldn't it be better to just "Hunter Training Center" or "Hunter Enhanced Accommodation" anymore?

It was a mile I think so......

"Here, I'll pack in six months what it would have taken you years to experience and fail to learn! And when I graduate, I'll give you class D or C hunter credentials! Don't know what that means!

That's what I said, Elbert, looking around at the students' faces.

"That's right! This place is tough! Anyone who can't follow you is expelled immediately!

Let him graduate with enthusiasm, he dies in a few days, and if he's the only one, he still takes all of his party buddies on the road, and what a bad chest if they talk to him! So you'll never let that happen! If you think you can't follow me, offer to leave from yourself!

Having said that, everyone is beating a high competitive rate and carrying the expectations of their families all by themselves, it can't be that easy to give up. Unless you are told to leave school, there will be no one to quit from you.

After Elbert's greeting, the instructor was introduced and dissolved.

Anyway, there's only one class. The details should be explained slowly later in the classroom.

While waiting for the instructor in the classroom, each of the students was talking to a fellow classmate who got along.

"Oh, you know what I mean."

To Lena's words, the three of them nodded.

Words of the school director earlier. All those who are here are aware of that. I don't need to be told now.

After a while, the front door of the classroom was opened and the instructor came in. It is Elbert, the school director.

"I'm your chief instructor. I'm short on budget, principal and chief instructor and instructor of sword skills and martial arts. Later, the three I just introduced. There's only about a cook who can make your mess and a maintenance staff at the facility.

Classes are practice-centric, but there are also classes. If you don't know how to distinguish herbs and the properties of demons, you'll be dead soon. If you don't know how to handle the nobles you escort, you'll be rubbed and slashed, and you'll be asked back. You have to study hard. "

I don't even decorate words. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, but that's the truth,

Talking, Elbert wrote on the board.

Students, 40 men, 27 women, 13.

Swordsman 13, woman 3.

Spearman 4

Bowmen, men, four women, two.

Mage Man Six, Woman Eight.

Women's Team A: 5 Demons, 2 Swords, 1 Bow, 2

Women's Team B 4 Demons 3 Swords 1

Women's C-Squad 4 Demons 3 Swords 1

Men's Squad 5 Demons 1 Sword 3 Bows 1

Men's 2nd Squad, 5 Demons, 1 Sword, 2 Bows, 1 Spear.

Men's Squad 3, 5 Demons, 1 Sword, 2 Bows, 1 Spear

Men's 4 Squad, 4 Demons, 1 Sword, 2 Spears, 1

Men's 5 Squad, 4 Demons, 1 Sword, 2 Spears, 1

Men's Six Squad 4 Demons 1 Sword 2 Bows 1

"The composition of this class, by gender and job title, and the partying that we are going to organize. It's a girls' party from A to C squads and boys' parties from 1 to 6 squads.

As some of you may have noticed, you're right about the room. Now I want you to work with me until I graduate.

Patience even those who do not feel comfortable. That's in training, too. Even after graduation, we don't always get to work on our friends alone.

Usually there aren't many parties just for girls, but I don't have time here to rub things between men and women, and I'd be in trouble if I got pregnant. Besides, it is easier to teach men and women separately, so men and women work together separately.

Talk to me by the time I graduate here, and I'm free to throw a mixed party after graduation. I mean, most of them do. "

It was too bluffy.

Even then, Elbert's explanation continued.

Classroom seats shall be divided by job title so that the students' level of understanding by job title is easy to understand by the instructor. Train non-professional weapons in the field because they also need to be used by taking weapons from fallen allies and enemy weapons. There is also joint practical training with other occupations because it helps to collaborate and needs to know about enemies when partying in the future, etc.

And coming, the usual introductory time.

"You won't remember them all at once anyway. Now, all you have to do is grasp that these guys are in the class.

From the front right. Include the minimum, name and age, job title, stunts and rank.

I'll tell you what, don't just do that. Introduce yourself to your people. "

To Elbert's words, he began introducing himself in turn.

Oh, even so, most only introduced themselves to the bare minimum.

No one wants to teach strangers about their private things, their stunts, their weaknesses, etc. Neither did the three of them, Mavis, Lena and Pauline, make the kind of referrals they did in their dorm rooms.

And it was my turn to introduce myself.

"Miles. Twelve, I'm a magician. There's nothing particularly bad about witchcraft. Storage magic can be used and you can do a little sword trick. The rank is F."

A truly bothering classroom.

Unlike Lena, everyone had no doubt that Miles had come here with storage magic.

No matter how much storage you have, just because someone who suddenly decides it's dangerous to put a 12-year-old inexperienced person on the scene is nothing strange about trying to get him to work out here. So I'm comfortable with the fact that it stays in the F-rank.

The reason I bothered was something else.

Solicitation.

If I can talk to you by graduation and solicit you to the party well.

She looks cute and honest, has storage and can use all kinds of other magic and swords.

Who are you after without targeting this girl?

Miles, the days of distress were about to come again.