Exam Day 1.
The rookie exam began and as scheduled, the written exam began at 10 a.m.
Yuto opens the questionnaire with a start signal, remembering the time of the high school entrance exam, and so on. I didn't realize it at the party, but the exams felt unexpectedly low with thirty-eight people.
(Shh, I have no idea. Characteristics and weaknesses... I don't know, a demon with this name)
Yuto concentrated on filling all the problems for about thirty questions overall.
The written exam is over and lunch begins at twelve o'clock. Lunch was served in a buffet format as well as breakfast.
The test results will be announced from time to time, and by 2 o'clock they will carefully stick out in the venue. And the second part begins at 3 p.m. across the lunch and break, and the content is basic spiritual and magical power measurements.
"I couldn't... I only knew about a third. Is that mostly him somehow? It was such an outsider. And all the principles and rules of the World Organization of Competent Persons are appropriate…"
One, a blessed man who is becoming a pecanco at the table.
After lunch Yuto looks around in chills, but everyone enjoys tea time gracefully. All the people with a full facial expression are already interacting with each other.
But there's one blessed man at the table right now.
The only table I have is one, but no one comes to that table.
(Well, getting along with me doesn't do you any good. Besides... wow, here we go again)
"Hey, you! You kindly advised me to go home before I exposed myself to shame, but you were still here? Damn, are you low powered to brain miso? You are."
Huang family man, hero persistently bumps into a shady cursing murmur every time he meets Yu Man. Apparently, he didn't quite like one incident with Miho.
(I don't even feel like saying it back anymore... to this guy. I wonder why you're so involved with me)
"Ready? Hurry up and go home. unpleasant inferior abilities."
He shows his usual disgusting grin and takes the surroundings he was able to do at some point. Yuto breathed, thinking he had finally disappeared.
Yu Man exhaled deeply, wondering if I could have a cup of coffee to give him a nasty mood, and trying to take a seat,
"How was it? Any exams?"
Blessed be the man's face in his beautiful clear voice. There was a blonde girl with two coffee cups.
"Ah, Mr. Marion. Haha...... I tried my best. Aren't you a little confident? You've taught me so much..."
"Yes... but this isn't the only exam, because it's ultimately the overall rank. Yes, coffee."
The only exotic girl at the party the night before, who talked to me, puts a shapely brow in eight letters.
"Oh, thank you. Right...... ok! We're just getting started, let's do our best!
Restart your mind and laugh at Marion and Marion softens her expression as well.
(Oh, it's soothing. After that bastard, all the more so.)
"Speaking of which... Mr. Marion is good at Japanese, isn't he? Were you studying? Or he lived in Japan..."
"Oh, me, a quarter has Japanese blood in it. My father's nationality was in the United States, because he was half Japanese and half German...... My mother was French."
"With reason...... Something international... ah..."
Yuto realizes that this is a conversation. "It was"......
"Sorry...... Me, listen to the unnecessary..."
Yuto looks sorry. Marion, as surprised,
"Huh!? Not at all! I didn't mean to say that... Yeah... my father was six years ago, my mother was last year..."
Yuto clouded his face. I have lost my mother myself a year ago. I can't do everything, but I can imagine one end of her feelings. Marion stares at Yuto, who gently leans down with a serious face.
"You're a strange man, Yuto... I'm still very familiar with people. But Yuto is easy to talk to. And all of a sudden, it's sharp. I was surprised."
"Yes, no, not like that! Actually, I lost my mother last year too... But I'm blowing it off. I'm going to be depressed with my written exam."
Marion, who listens seriously, but naturally laughs when she sees the Blessed One who blushes and flutters her face.
The Marion caught me and Yuto smiled as well.
After that, the conversation bounced, and now Yuto brought a second cup of coffee.
Buffet venues where exams also start to talk to each other and, overall, a soothing atmosphere.
The doors of the venue were opened rampantly so as to break the atmosphere in such a venue.
Through that open door comes a bunch of inexcusable black clothes in our faces.
"What? What?
"Hey, I don't know... those people"
The sudden intruders and the exams all focused their eyes on something and their obnoxious group.
In the middle of the group is a blonde boy about the same generation as Yuto, surrounded by adults in black.
The boy and the black clothes look at the examinees as they explore the quiet lunch venue, and their eyes stop at a table with Yuto and Marion.
And somehow one of the black clothes slapped the boy in the ear.
The boy, who had been slapped in the ear, smiled lightly. Yuto is mildly disgusted by that group of people who are obviously pointing this way. If I could, I looked like a bunch of people I didn't want to be involved with.
but betrayed the wishes of the blessed man, and the boy comes to the table where the blessed men are, with his hands in the pockets of slacks and his lips nibbled on one side.
Both Blessed Man and Marion tried not to look at each other, but because they stood before him, they turned their faces to a group that seemed to be in the wrong place.
Nearby, the blonde boy had a noticeable spot for blushing, but if he had been normal, he looked like a righteous face. But the expression was distorted, and it seemed to me that its inner surface was out there.
The boy stands right next to Marion, folds his hips so that only his face is close, and looks down at Marion.
"Hmm. Are you Marion Mia Shrian? Heh, not cuter than I thought."
"... who is it?
Marion usually tenses his soft face, and the boy lays his hands on his forehead at all costs.
"Whoa! Remember about the face of the main body of the house. I am Jean-Pierre de Orléans. You've heard about his name, haven't you? In some cases, I'm in a position to give you orders, right?
"... I have nothing to do with the Orléans"
"Hmm? Funny thing to say!
Say no. Jean-Pierre took one hand out of his pocket and grabbed Marion's chest.
"Ahhh!"
Marion frowns and breaks his attitude to neck pain.
"Then! Give me back Raphael's coat! I'm sure your mother brought it out of the Orléans' house! I'm not gonna let you tell me you have that and it has nothing to do with the Orléans! This is a little girl from the family who's taking her rookie exam. Whoa! What happened to the thanksgiving! Am I?"
A noisy buffet venue......
Marion mumbled in a position to be hung on her chest.
"Hey... is it true, even the Orleans"
"Oh. That back Orléans, right? I've never seen it before."
"Anything, I hear you have a lot of influence over the institution too..."
Other students change their complexion to Orlean's name. It's also sudden, and there's no way you can understand what you're talking about. You can only watch.
Marion then bites his lips and meditates his eyes with a look of abandonment.
"........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Dear Giampiere, Thank you for taking the time to come for me..."
Hearing that, Jean-Pierre laughs at her mouth alone.
"Hang on! I was told he was a little brilliant from around me and he put it up... he had a split style!
I thought Marion's words would make me feel a little better, and seeing the surrounding exams paying attention to this one, an increasingly breathtaking Jean-Pierre tries to go on with the words even further.
Then, Gashan! Go on, Gatan! and a loud noise rang right from the side.
"Ugh, hot! Over there!!
Giampiere and his black followers are also amazed at the suddenly rampant blessed man. He went on to hit Yuto, who rammed the coffee with one hand, and a large round table moved heavily. Jean-Pierre avoids the table, hands off Marion aggressively, and asks his squire to support his fallen body.
"Oh, excuse me! Excuse me! Hey, I need to take my jacket off... I'm gonna burn you!
Yuto apologizes peacefully as he hastily takes off his long-sleeved shirt on his jacket.
Jean-Pierre, who returned to me, was sometimes made to interrupt where he tried to talk well, and was furious by the fierce fire when he heard the laughter of coughing from around him in that pitiful way of greeting him.
"You! What, are you going to poke me in the Orléans?"
"Oh no! There's nothing to poke at, isn't there?
"Shut up!"
When the target saw him poorly, Giampiere lifted Yuto's chest rougher and with both hands than Marion did with an abusive look on his face. Yuto turns her body against the long-sleeved shirt on her undressed jacket with one hand, and when the grabbed t-shirt stretches above her face, Yuto is left behind.
A small scream comes from the surrounding students.
"Yuto! Or stop it! Master Jean-Pierre!
Jean-Pierre stares alternately at the pitiful faces of Marion and Yuto, who plead desperately,
"... I don't like it. Apologize to me, sir. I almost fell. [M] Dirty wild dogs need it, don't they? Right... you, if you get grounded, can I forgive you?
"Dear Jean-Pierre!
Marion screams from the side.
"Shut up! Then Marion. Do you... do you want to sit down instead? Am I? Kukukuku"
"... Huh!
Marion's expression solidified in that Jampierre alternative...... the entire venue was engulfed in silence.
And... after a slight silence, Marion half-closed her eyes and erased her expression.
I have all the students.
Marion bends his powerless hands forward as he tries to put his knees on the floor before his eyes concentrate.
Marion's body was slightly trembling.
Seeing it, Jean-Pierre was pleased with satisfaction, then intoxicated by the illusion that he was now in control of the entire venue.
But its pleasant drunkenness was reminded by a loud voice that broke the silence of the venue.
"Oh! Excuse me! Excuse me! It's my fault!
Yuto makes a scene by bumping his hands and feet ugly even from the outside.
"Kuh! This guy ha! Don't make a scene! Then get your ass out of here! This!"
Even so, Jean-Pierre raises a blood vessel on his forehead, harmed by Yuto's supreme sense of augmentation.
And Jean-Pierre pulled aside at the mercy of his strength as he grabbed Yuto's T-shirt and threw it away.
With a bounce pulled so forcefully, Yuto falls pitifully. At the same time, there was the sound of clothes ripping, and Yuto's t-shirt, which was never expensive to look at, had been torn from the chest to the bottom hem.
"Yuto!
When the surprised Marion rushed over to Yu Man, Yu Man put his hand on his head.
"Ah, that hurt...... Ha, 'cause it's okay."
With that said, Yuto stands up with a torn t-shirt. But I don't feel sorry for her earlier.
Yu Man stretched his spine with his expression also in nature, facing Jampierre.
"Hey! Get down on your knees quickly...... Ugh!
Jean-Pierre takes his breath.
It was the upper body of Yuto, whose t-shirt, unbroken and torn, fell to the floor and became evident......
Even in the eyes of an amateur, I can tell that it is just a workout without waste.
Moreover, countless scars were seen in the body of its blessed man, who even felt its awesomeness and beauty, which would never be light.
The black clothes who follow Jampierre also step forward in front of their master with conditional reflexes.
From the plain and seemingly unreliable face of Yu Man, his unlike body and scar emitted a different atmosphere, and Jean-Pierre unconsciously stepped back.
Examiners in the venue also breathe into the unexpected situation.
Marion, right behind him, was also surprised by the scar on his blessed man's body, and he couldn't move.
Tension wraps up the buffet venue... and Yuto walks out toward a bunch of black clothes that have been intruding.
The surrounding gaze gathers in Yuto, and the tension increases more. Two of Jean Pierre's squires stood guard in front of his husband. Seeing it, Yuto stops walking.
And...,
"I didn't surprise you -! It's a total misunderstanding to be poking around! Forgive me!
Suddenly, Yuto put his knees on the floor with no hesitation and his hands on. Tense loud and desperately bowing his head over and over again apologizing. Yuto has tears in his face and eyes.
"To?"
Everyone who was there stops thinking about that figure.
Jampierre also had a stiff body...... but soon leaks a nasty grin.
"Ha... ha! You little bitch! You better watch out next time! Hey! Marion. Keep your position open, too! Besides, we're busy. I'm going to greet the organizers and go right back to France. Come say hello to the main house after your exams too!
With that said, he laughs very high and Giampiere signals his squire. And he glanced at the eunuch, who was still deeply grounded, and happily left the lunch venue.
Marion glanced at the figure, putting his hand on the shoulder of the blessed man with his head bowed.
"Yuto..."
"Ugh... thank goodness"
Confirming that Jean-Pierre and the others had disappeared, Yuto raised his face and gave him a look of cardiac relief.
Those exams who watched the whole thing take a breather with a face like the storm left,
"He... he can do a lot of dirt work."
"Oh, I would never do that. Pride won't allow it."
"Yada, I'm pitiful. I feel sorry for Marion..."
"I'm sure it's a home with no pride to protect."
and gave the eunuch a harsh assessment.
The most entertaining of them all seems to be a hero.
Those examinees' voices go into their ears, and Marion rises with a look he can't imagine from that mild face. When I glanced around in tears, shaking my lips and trying to utter something... Yuto stood up a little in front of me.
"Oh! Well, I won't take the next exam! I have to get dressed and come quick! Hey, I'm sorry, Mr. Marion."
With that said, I tried to leave the lunch venue when I laughed with my hands on Marion's shoulder.
Marion gets distracted by the look of it.
"Ah, Yuto! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Because of me!
"Huh? No, it was my fault. I got nervous about the weirdos and tried to get some coffee to settle down and I slipped my hand..."
"Because I will wash that! Let me wash it!
"Haha, you're exaggerating. Don't worry so much about it. Mr. Marion isn't bad at all. Besides, I'm good at laundry."
The attitude of Yuto without tension, and how his voice is loud and he hasn't read the air around him at all.
"Don't even look at me anymore, so get dressed quickly!
"This noise is your fault! You're bothering Mr. Marion!
From all around, there is a voice of condemnation against Yuto.
In contrast, Yuto even went out with his head bowed again and again.
When Yuto leaves, the wonder and the original atmosphere revives, and all arrive at their original seats.
"Damn, there was a lot of people out there. Hey, Four Heavens Temple.... is that it?
The examinees, who enjoyed tea with Miho, sat at the table furthest from Yuren. But Miho, who should have been there, is gone at some point.
The test girls there looked at each other to be taken aback.