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

I went right back to the student club room after that.

Senior Rebecca also said he would be home again soon, but that would probably be a lie. I'm sure he's still working.

That's what I thought. When I opened the door to the student council room, as expected, there was Senior Rebecca reading the paperwork with glasses on and focused.

"Mr. Ray? How did you get back...?

The face-up seniors looked awkward somewhere.

"Because I'm worried about my senior."

"Haha... no, I just thought I'd do something for a little while"

"Then I'll help myself"

"Uh... no, but it'll be over soon"

"I don't trust Senior Rebecca on this one,"

"Ha-ha-ha! That's just the truth!

"So excuse me, myself,"

Senior Rebecca seemed to be trying to deceive herself by playing "mostly" somewhere, but when I went to her, I had piles of paperwork that I should have done tomorrow.

I'm sure he was trying to do all this by himself after me and Senior Deena left.

"Ah..."

When a senior speaks up, but takes a bunch of paperwork without question, I look through it as usual to see if it's flawed.

"Because seniors should just push their seals"

"Ok......"

Senior Rebecca obeyed me very much to tell you that I said it in a serious voice. Normally, I wouldn't do something so forceful.

But after Senior Deena asked me to, Senior Deena also understood that something was wrong with him these days.

It feels like something is cornering me.

It's like I'm indulging in work to forget that and even running away...... that feeling.

It's just my subjectivity, but it's the same with Senior Deena that I feel is at stake somewhere.

That's why we shouldn't get the distance stuffed wrong.

I know you have something, so don't do anything to force me to ask.

All I can do now is support seniors so they don't have to.

That's when the sun went down completely and the view outside darkened...... just finished the work to be done.

"Phew..."

"Good luck. Mr. Ray."

Senior Rebecca had brewed me some tea at some point. Put the cup gently to me and I smile at Nicole and then go back to my seat.

……

Stare at the liquid in the cup.

Every shake. Plus, my face is slightly reflected. Apparently I've been forced to do just a little bit today. I can see fatigue accumulating in my body. But you can't put this on the table.

I put my mouth on tea with what I'm used to doing as usual.

"Yeah. It's delicious. Again, Senior Rebecca's brewed tea is the best."

"Haha, thank you. The tea leaves themselves aren't that fancy."

"That must be because the seniors brewed it"

"Oh, really?

"Yes, I think I just need someone to brew it and it will taste delicious as soon as possible"

"Hehe. After all, Mr. Ray is very dazzling."

"Dazzling, is it?

Looking at the seniors, she was haunted by some lonely atmosphere.

"I'm like Mr. Ray. - No. I said something inexplicable. Forget it."

……

There was no mention of that word.

Now just the two of us were immersed in a slight aftertaste in this student council room. And after a while, we start getting ready to go home.

"Bye, Mr. Ray. I'll do the locking, so you can go home first."

"No. That's not why. I'll help myself."

"... I don't know, Mr. Ray is strong today"

"Did you not like it? If that's what you felt, I'm sorry."

"No, that's not true. I just thought it was a little reliable."

Drop the lights in the student club room, close the keys, and we'll be on our way home.

But Senior Rebecca continues straight to the College Gate, not the girls' dorm.

"I'm going home today. Now if you'll excuse me here."

"Let's send it."

"... I thought you might say that. Heh heh, I knew you would."

"I thought it would be dangerous for seniors to go home alone in this dark"

"Right. Okay, sweeten your words."

"Yes."

The two of us go down the street-light road.

Go through to the Central District and go a little south from there to reach Senior Rebecca's home. Sometimes it's night now, and the time the carriage is running is over, so I walk away.

Even so, they arrive in less than an hour, so it's not that far away.

"Mr. Ray."

"Yes."

"Are you enjoying preparing for the cultural festival?

"Right. I'm confused about the first time, but... it's fun. Plus, my class makes made-to-measure coffee, so my heart starts pounding now."

"Oh. Fair enough. What the hell does that mean? Maybe you want to see a pretty girl or something? Is that what Mr. Ray's interested in saying, too? Phew."

Seniors who try to peek into their faces and have people's bad laughs.

Of course I have no words to decorate, I just purely convey this thought.

"Right. Because my class has many cute female students. I'm sure I can see made-up clothes. I look forward to it now."

"... I see. I think I found out something better about Ray."

"? What does that mean?

"If they say that with pure eyes, you can't make fun of me either"

"Really?

"Yep. Nevertheless, you often suggested made-to-measure coffee."

"It was originally Amelia's idea."

"Uh... Really?

"Yes."

Senior Rebecca with a pocan look. I've never seen a look like this before, so it seemed fresh.

But well... I don't think that's impossible either.

At the beginning of my encounter, too, because I thought Amelia was a noble nobleman like the three great nobles. No, it's nothing. I'm not saying it's still unpleasant... but her passion for something cute is somewhat off track.

Especially when it comes to Clarice and Elisa.

The look on Amelia's face at that time... I don't think she should be on the table much.

"Amelia seems to like the cute looks of girls. I thought about designing made-up clothes myself."

"So the design that came up was what Amelia thought"

"Yes."

"I see. The first design was too short skirt length, so I dismissed it... but then I allowed it because I've attacked the critical line, is that right?"

"Amelia's passion, it's amazing"

"Surprisingly...... but you'll be convinced somewhere"

"Really?

"Around Mr. Ray, it's because he's so dazzling. Everyone around, they all smile. I'm sure Amelia is behaving that way because Ray's on her side, too, right?

"Is it..."

"Yes, I say so, no doubt about it. Eh!"

And Senior Rebecca looked somewhere young, purposefully chested and proud to say so.

And just before we get to Senior Rebecca's house, we're just gonna meet someone.

Rebecca, are you going home now?

"Ah...... yes. Dear Evan..."

The seniors' expression clouds as soon as possible. It was as if you said you didn't like them... you had that impression, that you were afraid.

"Maybe you sent me?

"Yes. My name is Ray-White. He's a junior at Rebecca's, a freshman at Arnold's School of Magic."

"I see. My name is Evan-Bernstein. It's her fiancée."

Mr Bernstein comes looking for a handshake with a good-looking smile of people.

Middle back middle meat. Brown hair is overall short and shaped to keep the forehead clean and tight from collapsing. I have the impression that the appearance is how a man can do his job.

Impressions are never bad. Senior Rebecca's, if not even that look.

"Well, White. You can drop me off here. I just had an errand at the Bradley house."

"Yes, then excuse yourself"

Keep your head down on the spot, and then I'll turn back the way I came.

In doing so, I turned around only for a moment.

The two of us try to hold Senior Rebecca and move on in close proximity. From the side, it would look friendly. But somewhere, the seniors looked small to see if they were atrophied.

Could he be the cause of this?

Things have been wrong here lately that are causing Senior Rebecca...... Mr. Evan-Bernstein?

At the same time that I think about it, Senior Deena's words are past my brain.

I think there's something about Evan-Bernstein.

There's something. The word reflexes all the time in the brain.

From here on out is my extra treat. But I can't move on unless I get rid of that concern.

And instead of my dorm, I immediately changed course to my master.