As I was returning to my dorm, I was thinking as the rain struck me. That's made-to-measure coffee in class.

There are various concerns. But it's also true that I still sincerely want to enjoy a cultural festival with everyone in my class.

……

Stop.

I haven't really done my best yet. Because our maid of honor coffee doesn't have her "..."

Its presence is sure to be a major factor in the success of made-to-measure coffee.

I wouldn't have acted like this before. Because I grew up in an environment where people in front of me ordered me not to disobey them. But I still want to have fun with everyone. I wanted to do everything I could.

Run out toward the Central District again, not the dorm.

Hair struck by rain already contains a lot of moisture. The same goes for this uniform.

And what you get to is a house in the Central District. Living in this place, which is also a luxury residential neighborhood, is her, the dean of the Arnold School of Magic.

"Ray......? What's the matter? Soggy."

"I need to talk to you"

Yes. That was Mr. Abby's home. I've been here a few times before, but it's new to my memory that I was foolish enough to say it was pretty big enough to live alone. Besides, do you think Carol's guys often come to stay?

"Right. Come on in."

"Excuse me."

When I went indoors, they told me to take off all my clothes first and then wipe my body with a towel. When the caretaker Abby tells me that, it kind of reminds me of the old days.

Also, for some reason, they had some clothes that fit my size. Said the master left it just in case... but the truth is unknown.

She sits back on the couch as she is put through to the living room. At the same time, I dare to sit in the dungeon.

Put your head on the floor and stand still.

"... what the heck Ray. How did you end up in the dungeon?

The voice seemed confused.

That would be the case, too. I thought you'd come to the house and run the dungeon. Naturally I'm surprised. Of course I plead with my head on.

"Mr. Abby. afterlife. Please, forgive Lily for lifting the ban"

"... surely your class was made-to-measure coffee, right?

"Yes."

Keep talking, keeping your head perfectly on the ground.

"When Lily comes out, she'll be the second dancer to the Magics Chevalier tournament again."

"... manage there!

I'm sure a lot of people are looking forward to Lily. Maria, of course, but the seniors who took care of her are secretly looking forward to it.

Until now, the orders given to Mr. Abby and his master were absolute. The Magic Swordsman Competition, Magics Chevalier, accepted it convincingly.

But all this time, I couldn't give up.

"Hmm. But don't come to your conscience to blame Ray for genuinely trying to enjoy the cultural festival..."

"So... could you make a concession?

"Ho."

She leaks her voice. And his gaze gets slightly sharper.

"I don't mind two hours a day"

"... an hour"

"Okay. In an hour, please."

"Fine. Allow only one hour during a day's business hours"

"Thank you."

When I lift my head, Mr. Abby smiles gently at me. That was pretty much the same thing the master showed us from time to time.

I miss it. Think about it, I've known Mr. Abby a long time. As much as I never dreamed of, such as being in a position as a teacher and student in this way.

"Hey, Ray."

Second, I try to stare at the distance somewhere and talk in a gentle voice.

"Yes."

"Is the college fun?

"Yes, I'm really glad I came to this college"

"Right...... no, that would be good. You've changed, too. I would never have done that before."

"Right...... right. I'm a little confused myself."

And when Mr. Abby laughs at herself fluently, he speaks unexpectedly.

"Actually, I was against Ray's admission to college."

"... Really?

It was my first ear. Sure, I was supposed to enroll in college when my master told me... it was Abby who gave me the convenience.

So I thought you were agreeing...

"I thought Ray had more rest. Besides, the college has a lot of pedigree people. Living in the army, touching many deaths, and most importantly, you're an ordinary man, Ordinary. That fact can never be overridden. So I thought I was going to be unhappy. I'm pretty sure I'm going to give birth to Atsuki with the people around me."

……

I listen to it in silence.

"I know how good Ray is. But the magicians around me don't think so. When it was going to be absolutely hard and sad, I thought so. But Lydia's been sitting in the ground pleading. All the teachers are very similar."

"My master's grounded...?

It's hard to believe.

I can't imagine imposing a dugout on someone else, or what it would look like from me.

Master is tougher on himself than anyone else. So I can't believe you're doing such a begging imitation.

"An undressed dugout who can't do it properly because his lower body doesn't move. I can't even imagine it from the usual guy. Still, just stand still... and put your head on the floor. Here's what I said."

Take a breath. And Mr. Abby told me what he said then.

"Ray is strong. He's stronger and sweeter than we think. That's why Ray shouldn't be here any more... with us. He should know more about the size of the world. I also understand Abby's concerns. But it's the afterlife... Huh! Please, Ray, get Ray into the academy! Please...... Huh! Ray will never, ever be happy...!

When I heard that word, I held my own chest.

Shivering in joy, I'm sure you'll say this. Fortunately, I never wept... but still, this heart was shaking tremendously.

"What do you say? Surprise, isn't it?

"Yes. I can't believe my master said that... but..."

Love was feeling. But that was not indicated in words. I was just feeling it from that attitude.

And that leads to now.

What can I say? After all, my master and I recognised that he was my mentor.

"As a result, Lydia was right. Ray enjoys his student life. Get over what I'm worried about. I knew he was special. I know Ray very well. That's still...... love, I guess. I love you too. But Lydia's, that must be something special. My mentor's bond, should I say? Don't just get a little jealous..."

I say so, but her expression was still kind.

"... Yes"

"Ray. Keep it up, enjoy your student life. And be happy. That's what we want."

"... Yikes!

At the end of the day, there was only one tear.

"Senior Rebecca. Excuse me."

"Mr. Ray. Thank you for everything."

Coming to the Student Council Room.

We've already cut a week to the cultural festival. It is now Monday and will take place over three days this Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

Activities, mainly stage-based, are scheduled to take place on Saturdays and Sundays.

Each classroom or club activity offering is open until Sunday evening and ends with a dance party at night. Generally speaking, there has been no change from year to year.

"Oh, Ray, you're early."

"Senior Deena. Hi."

Keep your head down with the pepper.

Senior Deena was also coming to the Student Council Room right after school.

"A little later."

"Yes."

"And thanks to Ray's presence, it's a lot easier ~. No, thank you so much."

"I'm afraid."

"Are the Rays ready for the cultural festival yet?

"Right. Almost finished. All you have to do is fix the interior, just before the cultural festival."

"Oh well. I guess I'll go when I have time."

"Be sure to come"

"Oh, speaking of..."

Senior Deena shrugged as if she remembered something.

"You're not answering with that?

"Is that it?

"Aren't you talking about women's clothing?

Senior Rebecca also comes into that conversation. Senior Rebecca seemed to be doing well recently, thanks to the spare time for her activities at the student council.

"Is it women's clothing... Actually, I overdid it during the Magics Chevalier tournament, and the Dean of the Academy has told me to seal it"

"Damn. That's too bad. Ray's womenswear...... was it Lily? I would have thrived if I had."

"I think so too. Mr. Ray was very impressive."

I don't feel bad about being praised by the seniors.

And I have decided to come to this cultural festival for real. Everyone in my classmates is sticking up and working hard too. Besides, if you're the # 1 seller, what a golden envelope you'll get for being awarded?

Of course they will have separate venues for the launch instead of handing out their own money to the individual. It's one of the finest restaurants in the kingdom.

That's why our motivation is maximized.

And teach seniors that you got permission yesterday.

"On that matter, in fact, I only got permission for an hour a day"

"Huh? Seriously?

"Yes."

"I'm so excited about that! But it's an hour... it's short."

"I have no choice. But I want to make the most of it in that hour."

"Really? Mr. Ray, I'd like to disturb you, too, so thank you then."

"Ha!"

And the three of us confirm our plans for the day again.

Actually, there's no way the three of us are enough for this operation. So my sister from the horticulture department is also helping me. All of them accepted me normally because I am an aristocratic lady but not a faction that rivals Senior Rebecca.

Instead, I was just a little angry about how you didn't tell me sooner.

"Sorry to interrupt ~ su"

"Ah. Ray-kun ~. I'm really in the student club room ~!

"Hey, Ray. Don't you get that woman's outfit?

"Wow. Ray-kun!

While the three of us are in a meeting, seniors from the horticulture department who are somewhat finished preparing for class come to the student council room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're out of time"

Stand up and give a toast on the spot. It feels kind of strange for members of the horticulture department to gather in the student club room, but I was still happy.

Because I found there were so many people around Senior Rebecca who could help me.

Seniors were also as reluctant as they were at my time... but at the end of the day, they accepted.

Senior Rebecca is a great guy. He has a beautiful heart as well as his beautiful appearance. But if I were to mention a flaw, would I be holding it too much by myself?

Actually, about this one. I talked to your sisters.

Please, Senior Rebecca wants me to help.

And all I can say is thank you for getting us all together.

"All right. All right, everybody. Let's check the dates for the day. And role sharing. And I'll tell you first."

Senior Rebecca stands up and stares at us sitting.

"This time, with your cooperation, I was able to get this far. Thank you so much. I'm... I'm a little impressed that everyone in the horticulture department works together like this. Thanks to this year, we are likely to be able to hold a cultural festival safely. Now, with a few days left, let's do our best!

"Ooh!

We continued to meet until sundown.

The cultural festival is held for three days.

I hope it's all right. That's what I hoped.