It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

Finally, there's one wish I've been waiting for, and it's time to make it happen.

Hi, I'm Mary Regalia, nine years old.

That was at noon one day, when my father and mother called me in.

"Huh! Father, what now?

"Hmm, you're good too, I'll be old enough to go to school next year. Of course, I'm not going to embarrass you as a duke, but if there's any hope for you, let's hear it."

"Father! School is like this, where everyone gathers to study, exercise, sweat, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha?

"Oh, yeah, I think that's it,"

My father is under a little pressure because I get a rough nose and ask him things that I don't understand.

"If I could go to school, I'd go anywhere! Yeah, me, I want to go to school!

Declaring with heightened tension, my father is a little pully, but my mother was just looking at this one with her usual smile.

(School... a school I couldn't go to even if I wanted to in my previous life! You finally have a sweet and sour school life for me too! I'm looking forward to it!

And so on and so forth, the problem pushed me as fast as I could to make my chest dance.

"Royal Altria School"

That is precisely the elite school, where martial arts and magic are developed and talented in all fields.

Yes, it's an elite gathering. Yes, it's an elite gathering. (I'll say it twice because it's important)

However, I was admitted to the school to see what went wrong.

(Sure, I said it's good anywhere... but not a little high on hurdles? Can you keep up with me...)

I don't think it's a problem in terms of strength and magic, but the best neck is the otum.

I'm not proud of it, but in my previous life, I couldn't go to school because of hospital life, and I'm only as academic as I personally received compulsory education in the hospital room. So I didn't have a prestigious school-level degree with me.

(If this is the case, I should have gotten the most intelligent... like I've thought of something similar before...)

How can I be so anxious about my academic achievement because I didn't have an entrance exam? No, it's supposed to be, but somehow, in my case, it looks like I've decided to enroll without taking the exam.

(I guess I just said that this is also an influence of the Regalia family...)

Somehow, it was distressing to be admitted to backdoor school, but it didn't seem otherwise unusual here in the aristocratic society of the Kingdom of Ardia. It also seemed beneficial to the school, and it seemed like something of a bargain with the foil that a famous person was from this school or that he received a lot of aid.

So don't embarrass yourself as a Legalia family or a Duke's Lady if you have to enroll in school and not keep up early in academic terms. I wanted to avoid anything but mud on my father's or mother's face.

(I look forward to going to school! But what if I can't keep up...)

I'm going to wait for that time in a difficult mood.

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"Heh, Master Mary is Altria, too."

On a mediocre daily basis, at a set afternoon tea time, I asked Magilka somewhat, and she answered that without much surprise with tea.

"What... does that mean Magilka is in the same school?

"Yes, of course."

Put the cup down and let it proudly roll up its vertical roll, Magilka distracts your chest huffily. It swelled bigger than me. I feel like it wobbled frump and cracks into my self-esteem.

Well, leave that... because there's me who gets more and more anxious. She's a talented woman if you say so. You're smart, you're too old.

(That's the kind of school she goes to, can you keep up with me...)

I'm getting more and more anxious, and when I'm about to get somewhat depressed,

"Ah, me and me! I'm going to Altria, too."

And my anxiety blew away in an instant somehow in the words of Zach, who put it mildly.

(Sorry, Zach... sounds like you think I'm stupid about you...)

I feel a misty reason in my heart and I apologize to him for my flimsiness.

"That's right... so you're all in the same school"

Horrible, kind of makes me anxious to be this member. I got tea to hide my subtle mood.

"Yes, the prince is with you."

"... ahhh..."

Nihihi says Zach with a much lower look, so I turn to him that way to escape his gaze, give him an empty reply, and sip some tea.

From time to time, he started teasing me about the prince in the stock.

I had an initial reaction in the beginning, but I'm used to this, too, and lately it seems like a lady who says "yes, yes" and lightly embellishes… I'm going to.

After that bomb statement, the prince has clarified that that is what he said with the meaning "I don't care about my identity or anything, I want you to opinionate and correct my mistakes as a friend".

(Well, even if you say so, I don't know how much you'd give the prince an opinion... yes, you already did, me. Oh, I don't know what to do anymore... really)

At the time of that incident, I had denied the idea of the backbone in the prince, so now, my identity is not the brother-in-law I could have said. Nevertheless, I haven't seen a prince much since then because I don't want to rummage or anything else and imitate the Duke's house with mud.

(Well, just because it's the same school, it won't be like seeing a prince often, and these two aren't always together... ha-ha-ha, I hope we can have lots of friends ~)

Thanks to Zach (?) So my anxiety was allayed, and I waited for that time as I let my breasts dance into the coming school life.

"Really, finally, the lady goes to school..."

With a smudged face, Tütte is beside me, posing as a new tea treat.

"Speaking of which, is Tütte going to some school?

"No, I didn't go to school because my husband hired a tutor to teach me the minimum things I needed. In the first place, I don't need that kind of upbringing."

Though I remember somewhat lonely to Tutte, who smiled clearly, that this was a difference in identity, I also thought it might be nice to teach her what I had learned from me somehow.

"But, lady, when you go to school, you have to do most of the things by yourself. Exactly, because I can't offer you inside the school either... are you okay?

"Huh, I don't like it, Tütte. You're a good old lady, too, so you can do your own thing about yourself... hey?

"That's a lie!

Spill a fuzzy smile and see me when Magilka says my "Whatever!" I blued my face in amazement.

"Oh no... I... can't even wear a lot of clothes without Tütte (because I break it)... I have to have all sorts of things carried (because I break it)... Me, what am I supposed to do, what am I supposed to do"

I tremble with the crocodile on the emergency case, and Tutte trivially retrieves it before crushing the cup I had.

"Speaking of which, Master Mary. You're still even letting Tutte open and close the door... so troublesome, it's time to graduate."

(Gww... I wonder if my powersave issue has ever been cleared up by the fact that I'm simply a pain in the ass...)

Ever since I began to worry about the control of my powers, I have now become even more painful that Tütte was taking on everything around me, throwing out my power saves due to everyday life.

(Ha, I guess I can handle it right now... no, that's something you shouldn't put the problem ahead of you...)

And so on, he vowed to his heart to use this as an opportunity to strive to be a little independent of Tütte, reflecting on how great it seemed to the greats of this country.

(But with the power of the Legalia family, I also feel like there's not enough construction in the school or to put Tütte as my offering...)

I thought about the dark side of things that would make me say things to such power only chills away, but I immediately dismissed the idea.

(Really, it's just chills, I just thought about chills)

I was supposed to be happy and suddenly I was about to be frustrated before my youth school life finally opened.