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

"And yet..."

The two of us take a look around the school building.

Senior Rebecca stares at me with a look of surprise.

"At this distance, you look normal."

"Really?

"Yes, but..."

When I travel with Sussus, the seniors distance themselves from me.

"A little away, like Mr. Deena...? You look like a student."

"Oh...... I see. The boulder is Senior Deena, right? Brilliant witchcraft."

"Right. She's always been good at making things like this..."

Sounds nostalgic somewhere, seniors squeak smugly.

Seniors Rebecca and Deena. Is the relationship between these two also changing slightly?

People can't help but change. Over the course of the month - though not necessarily - it will often change. I can't stay the same all the time from a young age. I know that can happen, too.

Because I did, too.

And I'll ask the seniors again about Senior Deena.

"Are you and Senior Deena friends one day?

"Right...... when I got my mind on it, I was starting to see my face at parties. Her house, the Sella family, is an upscale aristocrat, so she has many opportunities to meet herself… is that where it comes from?"

"I see."

"At the time, I didn't have any friends my age, etc. The children of the three great aristocracies are almost without exception and are estranged. Some kids are as active as Ariane, but me and Amelia were among them... you were a little floating."

I don't know the details of my senior's past.

Amelia has this impression on herself that she hears it in her heart... but Senior Rebecca always takes a step back somewhere.

Senior Rebecca is smart, beautiful and beautiful. Unlike Amelia, I am not lost in her standing behavior. I just have a sense of distance somewhere.

I do think we're getting along... myself, but I still feel like there's a big thick plank-like separation.

"And I met Mr. Deena. At first, I thought she was very calm and thoughtful."

"... that's surprising"

"Isn't it?

Heh heh heh, I take my hand to my mouth and smile.

"But from one point on, she has changed. To protect me... I'm not sure if that's true or false, but I think I've become a very strong person."

"... for seniors, Senior Deena is a special person"

To put it that way, seniors stop at the spot.

When I look back, I try to be swallowed up by the hustle and bustle around me, and the figure of Senior Potun and Rebecca stands out.

Students around enjoy cultural festivals. The students who are offering and the people who are coming to this cultural festival are all laughing with pleasure.

In that, me and her will be across the street.

It's as if the time in this world has stopped.

And the senior shrugged, thinking he had leaned down...... bossly.

"Does that look like it to Mr. Ray?

That voice is like the least confident I've ever heard...... voice color. It's a mixed, emotional thing.

And for the first time, a senior showed weakness... I thought.

I'm gonna squeeze my hands and look up at me.

Crossing gaze. It seemed slightly feverish.

"Yes, I think you two are very close"

"Really?"

Nicole and smiling seniors. Are you relieved, the atmosphere just softens a little.

"But you're worried about Deena too..."

"Is this the magic prop?

"Yes. But the... I'm glad to be able to go around the cultural festival with Mr. Ray. I wanted you to enjoy this cultural festival."

"Is that what you thought?

"Yes. I just bothered you about the student council thing. It's perfectly natural to think so."

"... I see. Seniors are sweet people."

"Thank you"

And then, the two of us went around to different places. So far, there's nothing wrong with the cultural festival. Rather, it is only on the second day that many events begin in earnest.

I was not particularly surprised because I had heard in advance that the first day would be nothing in particular, but I am nevertheless as happy as I am that many people seem to enjoy it.

I must be laughing and staring at someone like that.

Immersed in the depths of emotion, I thought I liked this place more than anything else, overflowing with people's joy.

I thought the Magics Chevalier was quite fun, but the cultural festival was different again. Maybe I should say it's in a different direction.

The cultural festival takes place in this school building, which is always there. My usual place changed like that and I still... feel sad somewhere.

"Mr. Ray? What's wrong, sir?

"No. Seniors than that. Did you have lunch?

"Not yet...?

"Well, let's both eat light"

"Uh... for once, I'm in the middle of a job..."

"Senior Deena tells me. He told me to take a break in moderation. And Senior Rebecca won't be able to do it, so you have to hold on."

"Already... Mr. Deena..."

with a busty face, whispering and leaking dissatisfaction.

I can see the various faces of the seniors today and they are so fresh.

When we came outside, we decided to buy a meal at a store that was open on the straight road leading from the school building to the main entrance.

What I chose was a treat that I wanted to bake... I've never eaten before, but the seniors say it's delicious. Everything seems to have started to be imported from the East a few years ago.

It mimics a fish called sea bream, which sounds like a treat... but it smells quite fragrant and good.

"What do seniors taste like?

"That's right...... mmm. I get lost..."

Stick to the product seriously. I'm really not sure which one to eat that... that was such a serious look.

"Okay, I'll take Custard, please"

"I'm on my own."

and when you two order, you immediately get a warm wanting bake wrapped in paper.

It may just get a little chilly and be just right for the season.

And when the two of us move to a less popular "Hitoshi" place, we decide to sit on the bench and try the baking we want quickly.

Think of it, I'm used to dining side by side like this with seniors.

"Now if you'll excuse me..."

I cheek it from the head. Then, this sweetness and texture of the dough go well together, maintaining harmony so as to play a beautiful harmony.

"Yeah! It's delicious, seniors!

"Hehe. Isn't that right? So am I. Excuse me."

When you open your little mouth, you cheeky seniors when you ham. And she also gets a happy look right away.

"Uh-huh! It's delicious...... Huh! I knew I liked custard!

Custard.

Sure enough, this fabric will not only match you, but the custard will look good as well.

If she thinks so and stares at the senior at hand, she turns it towards me.

"Um... do you want some?

"Oh! Are you sure?

"Yes, because if I can stare at him for eating so much, I'm pathetic if I don't give it to him"

"Ha. Excuse me. I just imagined the flavor."

Senior Rebecca scratches his hair up with his left hand to his ear, and instead of giving it to me, he brings it to his mouth all the time.

"... ahhh"

"Now if you'll excuse me."

Packle and cheek the eating area of the seniors. And in my mouth, I decided to enjoy the taste.

I see... the custard is still excellent. The person who invented this wanting baking and doing must be a great person.

And when I was discussing it, Senior Rebecca apparently did, too.

"Do you eat yours, too?

"Huh...! Is that okay?

I'm going to stare up at you with my upper hand.

It would be bad to have this one unilaterally. And like seniors, carry it to your mouth.

"Yes, then, go ahead"

"Excuse me..."

I cheek the part where I eat. Then, Funya feels a little nervous.

"Ha... you're delicious too"

"I thought, seniors seem to like sweets"

"Of course it is! As a woman, you should keep the sweetness down! Common sense, isn't it?

"Oh, really..."

I speak Australian, but the women around me don't like sweetness that much. The master eats alcohol and its knobs all the time, Mr. Abby eats spicy things and Carol eats everything well. Carol said eating sweets was only to hold back the fashion.

Even so, it would be wild to say that here.

"Senior. Is it easier?

"Ah..."

That's right, I leak my voice.

Apparently, the tension dissolved completely.

"Haha...... actually, as student chairman, I was worried that I could run the cultural festival properly...... you seemed to have been spotted by Mr. Ray"

His face was red and the senior had his hair wrapped around his fingers with a circle.

"No. I thought tension was for everyone."

"It would be helpful if you could say that. Well, let's have a good look around for the rest of the day!

"Ha!"

And the seniors and I go on into the hustle and bustle of the cultural festival again.