It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

"Good day, Magilka"

As for the school, when I arrive in the colloquial room of Arrayos, I greet Magilka, who was reading the book with a difficult face sitting in a chair, as usual with a courtesy of the lady.

"Good day, Dear Mary..."

Magilka greets me with an indescribably subtle look, so I lean my neck and finger to my jaw.

"What's wrong?

As for my behavior, I hear chatter but I don't care.

"No, I'm just remembering my fear through discomfort because my full body armor makes such a maiden tick move"

"Even if they say so, hey... you can't suddenly change the way you behave."

With my hands to hide my mouth and a corny laugh, I was pulled from my chair by Tütte and sat down gracefully as I was.

(Yeah, I don't think he looks like a full-body armor... I know, but I can't fix it)

This is also a gift of education from my childhood, and my behavior as a courtier has permeated me. I suppose you should behave like a knight, whose full body armor suits you, but I don't know because I've never observed a knight before.

"... By coming to school like that, you mean the effect hasn't disappeared. Yesterday, Grandpa… I explained to the school director that I think the teachers understand, so I don't think it would be a problem to walk around the school like that."

"Thank you, Magilka. What you need to have is a friend, right? ♪ By the way, me, I want to jerk off waiting for it to expire and look for a way to counteract the effects, anything?

When I thank Magilka for her fast work, I take the point to her.

"... so far, there's no such thing as this. In the first place, there are no examples of how to put an end to that."

Magilka has answered the sigh mix. Well, you have a good point. Why would anyone who wants to lift their charm want to put an end to it? Besides, one reason would be that there are no examples that have worked so far. Because you can't keep your hands around me, the longer you prolong, the more suspicious everyone around you will be about my magic.

"Well... too bad"

I sit in a chair, shrugging my shoulders, pinching my hands between my thighs, shrugging. I'm sure it would be uncomfortable to see it from the edge, but it was because of the helmet, my vision narrowed and I didn't see the situation around me very well, and I was no longer concerned.

"Anyway, talk to your teacher and think a lot about it. Until then, be patient in that armor."

"Yeah, I know, until we find a solution, me, armor... my lady? Good luck as!"

"No, you don't have to work there."

I hunched and snorted in my helmet, making a clenching fist and saying to Magilka, she sighed grandly.

"So let's actually exercise the practice of blasting magic today"

Grandmaster Freed teacher is lecturing in front of the students with a gentle voice that seems warm. Today was a magical practice practice, and we were gathered in a domed training ground. I, the armored lady, all of the students dressed in thoughtful outfits, pay attention to the flickering, but I don't care, if I care, I feel like I lost, so I was grand. The teacher also seemed to be listening to me from the school director, who was slightly frightened when I first met him, but then, like nothing had happened, he was putting me through beautifully.

"It's extremely difficult and dangerous magic that will explode with a good grasp of space, albeit primary attack magic, so I'll have you go one by one, so line up"

When Dr. Fried says so, we reply and start lining up with Zorozolo. In doing so, the teacher had finished preparing targets like Keyamako ahead of us.

"Well, shall we begin?"

And every single one of them, activates the magic while being handled by the teacher. As the teacher said, it was difficult to grasp the space, but no one exploded in front of Sayamako because everyone just exploded in the direction of the day after tomorrow. By the way, it goes without saying that there were warrants that were boned out of hand by that handsome teacher's sweet whisper.

"Barstow!"

Gobba, whoa, whoa!

In response to the words of the powerful Magilka, the magic activated beautifully in front of Kasayamako's eyes, and Kasayamako blew to its shock.

"Yeah, it's brilliant. That's right, Miss Magilka, no problem at all."

To the compliment of the teacher, I get a cheer from around me that ooh ~. Magilka, feeling huffy and well, gave way to the place, looking at me holding back behind it. It's like, what, can you do it? It also looks like a challenge.

(Good, that challenge, take it and stand. This armored lady, brilliant as a knight, let's smash the target to show)

etc., and the mood is totally knightly (?) It's tempting and I'm in front of everyone. Slurpy, gracefully pulling out the legendary sword (laughing), I stayed on my mid waist and in a poking position.

"Me, Miss Mary?

Dr. Fried asks me in a bit of a hurry for that combat posture.

"Armored lady, Mary! I'll push it!

I already feel like an animated knight (?) and I scream. Honestly, let's confess here that we're getting more and more fun in a bad mood.

Flying out in a dashingly low position, I poke the legendary sword (laughter) across the chest of Shoyamako as I remained in a poking position and distance myself from the target at once.

"Burstwow!"

The moment I stabbed him, I activated a bursting magic at the tip.

Gobba, whoa, whoa!

Kasayamako explodes miserably from the inside and splashes away. While I enjoyed the aftertaste, I essentially shook my sword once humbly and gracefully delivered it to the sheath.

"Ahhh, yeah... brilliant. Well, I don't think it's how you use it as a magician, either."

Hey, pulling still, Dr. Fried kept smiling and praising me, so I was going to thank the lady for the teacher. Needless to say, Magilka put her hands on her forehead and was frightened, and the other students were suddenly solidified.

(I kind of enjoy being a knight... I think I'm starting to understand)

That's how I was taking classes with a wiggle, and by the end of the class I was acquiring a very good, magical word. It's

"Excellent, Master Mary. It's hard to see such a brilliant move."

"All thanks to this armor, whoops."

"I can't believe you can activate that magic so accurately. That's Mary."

"All thanks to this armor, whoops."

Very handy words I found after class, in conversation with class ladies in the discourse room. Yes, it was an absurd move to blame it all on armor if it was too shabby to do something.

Its all-body armor, which is so luxurious and divine in appearance, and the persuasion that the magic is all over it because of the white mine, makes it different from just armor. In addition, from the fact that it was one of the best blacksmith in the kingdom, Deodora, all my slightly softened behavior, everyone believed it was a boon to armor.

(Excellent! The comfort of being able to move without worrying about people's eyes! It's all about the ease of armor! I might as well be the armored lady now!

And so on and so on and so on, taking classes one after the other, over time I was noticed that the idea was sweet.

After all the classes, I cage myself in the old school building talking room and take off my helmet roughly.

"Argh, wih! Steam! I want to take a bath!

"I guess so ~"

Tütte, who I strip away and picks up the helmet rolling on the ground with isoisoiso, has struck a correlation with some enlightened face.

"Plus, it's hard to use the bathroom, and it's hard to drink water! I can't have dinner, and I can't have tea. Oops! Ki ~ ~ ~!

I'm indoors with nothing but tette like a wacko, sitting in a chair, bumping my hands and feet, echoing it and chattering and armor.

"We'll fix this as soon as we can."

When I wasted all the time, I corrected my posture and became a true face.

"Weren't you an armored lady, enough or something?

Fucking my helmet, I'll be half-eyed looking at this one, stuffing my voice, and I can't say anything.

"Cohon... I'm a Duke's Lady, and you can't be a fool about being an Armored Lady."

"Right, it's been a while, ma'am."

"Right, thanks... Thhhhhhhh"

To my painful excuse, staring at Tütte with a smile and encouragement with my delightful, moist eyes, she has worn the helmet she had with or without me.

(Probably, it was the limit. Sorry, Tütte)

While Mozo Mozo and I are fixing the helmet position, the door is knocked and Tütte goes to respond.

"Master Magilka, you can see them."

I checked the condition of the armor and when I told him to go inside because it seemed ok, Magilka came in and he said happily.

"Dear Mary, we've found a way to counteract the effects!

To the Word, I lived long in my heart, thanking God.