Ice Sword Mage Unites the World - The Boy, the world's most powerful magician, enrolls in the School of Magic

"Suggest a Made Coffee"

"Yee-haw!?

The moment I suggested that, the girls scream in the class.

"Hey, what do you say!?

"Yes! How could you be such a maid of honor!

"Anyway, it must be a nasty purpose!

"Honestly. Men are nasty!

"Yes! Yes!"

"This is it, boys. Ha!

It is a blame.

At present, all accusations against me for standing up and making a statement will be concentrated.

Amelia, on the other hand, stands in front of the blackboard with a strange face, and the boy student also watches silently for its accomplishments.

Elisa is staring at me with a look like she's ready, too.

This is all according to plan.

It's some kind of performance, and I accept all the accusations. I feel other boys students staring at me like that with envy.

It's like, "You're so lame..."

Well, here's the real deal.

─ ─ In order to accomplish the task, we cannot choose the means.

So how is this happening? That will go back to yesterday.

◇

The new semester opened safely.

When it comes to the next big event, it's a cultural festival. After some research, I found out a lot.

Firstly, the offering by the class. In addition, it seems that each club can make an offering, and it is necessary to go through the application to the student council either way.

If the application cannot be obtained at the stage of the proposal, it is not allowed to leave in classes or clubs.

The same goes for personal offerings.

Normally, some students perform in individuals and voluntary organizations in the auditorium located in the school.

The rest are Miss Contest and Fiji 'k Contest. Anyone who is a student of this Arnold School of Magic can participate in this self-nominated, unsupported participation.

Miss Contest.

Commonly known as Miscon, it competes for the beauty of a female student, and she is free to dress and haircut. Senior Rebecca has a record of winning last year.

Physique contests are open to boys, but this is primarily a competition for physical balance and body lines. What matters is the upper body of the reverse triangle.

Unlike bodybuilding, the lower body wears surf pants so the legs are not as under scrutiny as the bodybuilding.

This one, by the way, has won three consecutive victories and has taken an overwhelming victory. There are high calls to win again this year.

And at the end of the day, the Late Night Festival means making sure to surround the campfire at night and end the dance party outdoors.

It seems this Arnold School of Sorcery cultural festival is what a couple can do here or something...

"Hmm. I see..."

I got that information in the library, and I got the whole overview for now.

Even so, what needs to be done is a class offering and a club offering.

The seniors will take the lead in the club, and I'm sure Amelia will be the leader in the class, so she'll divide it up.

At the start of the new semester, Amelia became an executive committee member of the Cultural Festival. That's for sure.

Every student but me will have experience in a previous school, so there won't be many curtains for me to come out of the class... yes, I thought so, but apparently things are going to change dramatically.

"Ray! There he is! You were here!

"Amelia, what's going on?

After school.

It was already dusk. The hours of sunset are slowly getting faster and cooler at that.

It is proof that autumn is approaching.

At the same time, it is evidence of the impending cultural festival. The cultural festival is about a month away.

And I was called from behind, so I turned around, and there was Amelia breathing on my shoulder. She spoke unexpectedly as she slowly approached her, illuminated by the light at dusk.

"Why don't we just go to the city for a second?

"From now on? Is the time good? There 'll be curfews."

"It's okay! Besides, it's hard to talk about in school. Please…"

There was no way I could unhinder Amelia's wish to say that so diligently.

I accept the proposal immediately.

"Got it. Besides, yeah. I'll take Amelia to the girls' dorm when the sun goes down."

"Yeah. Well... thanks...! Danger, danger...... in the meantime, let's go!

I rolled out to the city with Amelia behind my back.

"So, what's it about?

"The... uh..."

Central District.

I was coming to a small coffee shop there. I have already received my order and I ordered black coffee and Amelia asked for tea. There was a cup lined up in front of him, slightly standing in the hot air.

Amelia seemed so reluctant that I said so first.

"I'm here to talk to you at the Cultural Festival..."

"Mm-hmm. But I'm in the first fight. I think it would be more appropriate to consult with other students and seniors."

"No, actually... I've decided what to propose."

"Then what's the problem?

"As a matter of fact... I'd like to try a made-to-measure coffee!

"Made coffee? Does that mean the maid will work in a coffee shop?

"Yes! Yes, it is! Listen, you know there's been a lot of attention to the maid's outfit yesterday, right?

No, I don't know him.

"I see. Looks like we need to explain it from scratch."

When she includes tea in her mouth with her graceful hand, she puts between them only once. What an atmosphere to describe.

But there was only one thing for sure.

That is something Amelia is definitely serious about working on this cultural festival.

Its eyes are sharper than usual, and tension appears in its expression.

─ ─ So much for Amelia since the Magic Swordsman competition Magics Chevalier.

And when she takes the paper out of the bag she had, she gives it to me.

"What's this?

"It's a reference. Plus, today's meeting is scheduled."

"I see. Let's see."

When I looked through, how did I get to planning a made-to-measure coffee? Also budget and challenges to make it happen. Amelia seemed to be doing a thorough downward look and was generally likely to be able to achieve it.

But when I turned the other piece of paper, there was a statement there that said [super important issue].

He said the biggest problem was in the process of achieving made-to-measure coffee.

Specifically, the rebellion of female students. The challenge at hand was to say how to cut through this and make made-to-measure coffee our class offering...

"Amelia. I looked through, but I think I'm good. But how do you know there's gonna be a female student backlash? Boys don't rebel?

……

Tension that makes your spine freeze.

Amelia rests on her elbows on the table in such a way that she puts her hands together in front of her face.

When she slowly untied it, she opened its heavy mouth.

"... our class, there are many aristocratic children, aren't there?

"Ah."

"Do you think a nobleman would want to do a made-up thing?

"I see... I'm good at it"

I mean, I would have just said that Pride wouldn't allow me to be in that position to say I could be a maid... Because I have a poor understanding of the aristocracy, I didn't immediately understand it. Is that what you're saying?

But with that theory, men and women would have nothing to do with it.

Why is Amelia narrowing it down to girls only? Am I seeing something I'm not seeing?

"Amelia. I understood the outline. But how come the boys don't rebel?

"Always a man, because he likes maids!

Amelia proclaims herself exalted. That was what smashed the tension so far. When she stands up exasperated, she talks in such a way that she curls up quickly.

The charm of being a maid.

"Good Ray. The maid is so charming! Think you're always submissive, and the luscious look you get from time to time! Plus that outfit is fantastic! Although not flashy, there is a minimum of beauty there! My suggestion is that made-to-measure clothes in the class will shorten the length of the skirt! I'm sure this will be the next trend! Ah, too! I'm terrified of my genius...! The maid who exists one step behind her husband finally shows her presence! This is rolling, rolling!

……

"Ha!?

Amelia seats herself with a hack and a bright red face.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm a little impressed..."

……

"Fuck, Ray? Say something."

"─ Fantastic"

"Huh?"

"Amelia. You seemed like a real genius. This is good-looking, good-looking! I think I noticed that charm again."

"Really!?

"Ah!"

"Oh, right! Plus, there are so many cute kids in my class, and I'm sure I can see them! Gu, gu..."

"There's no doubt about it. It is always a genius to change the wind hole into an old system. Amelia. With a slight force, I want to work with you."

"Well, let's do this..."

Then we forget our time and immerse ourselves in the meeting.

This is a trajectory that has followed the [legendary made-to-measure coffee] since the beginning of this Arnold School of Magic.