Jitsu wa Ore, Saikyou deshita? ~ Tensei Chokugo wa Donzoko Sutāto, Demo Ban’nō Mahō de Gyakuten Jinsei o Jōshō-chū!

It's faulty.

I didn't expect him to be certified as amazing as I twisted the magic around.

With early school leaving far away, failure will not be tolerated next.

I went to the next class with an unparalleled determination.

The class name is "Magical Physics (Masterclass)". Obviously sucks. But I like that.

Us getting dressed up for easy exercise and gathering on a ground that's about as likely as a baseball field. Lyas is fine, why is there an Illis?

This guy, wasn't his magic trick a tease?

"Hey guys, this is a great physical day! You got enough muscle?

When I did it, an old man appeared cheerful looking hot and bitter. Fine matching shape on the tank top. Your forehead glows hard along with white teeth that contrast with your tanned skin.

"Looks like some of the fierce men who flew through the lower ranks and came to the masterclass" Here. "But are you okay? I'm not exaggerating 'masterclass' at the student level, but I'm still ready to be half-baked. So I'm sorry I got hurt, huh?

Obviously, he's eyeing us freshmen. Can you stop posing as a muscle accentuator?

"Well, let me explain to you what this class is all about. Unlike the old forms of combat that just let go of the magic, in modern times, make it an organized battle or an individual battle, melee ability means something important"

It is on a case-by-case basis that while you are relaxing and chanting, it is often the superiority and inferiority of melee that decide to win or lose more than is magically possible to strengthen weapons and self.

"And physical surgery is fundamental in melee combat. Smooth and powerful, then beautiful, without being wielded by your magically enhanced own body!

So why don't you stop posing strangely?

"In the lower levels, the main aim was to explore the combination of self-reinforcing system magic and compatibility with oneself. Because in the masterclass, the assumptions are generally grasped by each of them. I will not accept basic questions at all. Remember with your body! Ask your body!

You're a busy man with a twist.

"So the classes are mainly about mock warfare. Today is the first day, and let's start with a one-on-one fight for everyone and an exchange of views."

The teacher looked around at the students deliberately, but obviously he was turning his consciousness to the three of us freshmen.

"Mr. Irisphilia, and Prince Lias Ortheas, before"

Iris rose.

A chic black outfit with half pants on the short sleeves. The large chest and body lines are accentuated because they are perfect, changing the color of the men's eyes.

And then Lias got up.

"Doctor, I'm this guy - I want to do it with Hart."

He nominated me. No, well, I don't know how it feels. In short, you want revenge five years ago.

Illis cracks before I answer.

"Wait. If you can nominate me, I'd like a Hurt too."

"You'll deal with him later. Now pull back."

"Are you going to be five bodies satisfied against Hurt? You're not aware of the crisis."

"You're the one who's gonna get beat up in one shot."

Two people scattering sparks with their gaze. I don't care. Don't lift me up.

I'm supposed to get caught up in trouble and flatter my shoulders, but this is my chance.

In morning lectures and previous classes I took an unconsciousness. So this time I have to show off my hedgehog whether this is it or not.

Is it rude of you to lose on purpose?

HAHAHA, you don't give a shit!

It's bad to be noticed that it's just deliberate. If you're not serious about your class, it's not just my problem.

The tank top teacher put his arms together and often thought about it before

"If you're so obsessed with you, Zenfis, it's still good for you two to fight first and the winner to do it with him"

It is a sign of confidence that Lyas laughs.

Iris tied his mouth to a single letter.

Both, confront each other silently at a distance of about ten meters.

"It's supposed to be a real fight, albeit a mock fight. Don't forget there. Okay, here we go!

Start chanting each with the signal.

It was Iris who was quick. No, I moved out on the way to the chant.

From a fist-like structure, I approach Ryan with considerable speed.

Rias intercepted him in a boxer-like setting.

A series of attacks by Illis. Roll out the knife or kick without intermittent hair. Your body is smooth, and there is no waste.

Lyas turns off his grin and cringes with light steps and a sweep of his upper body.

The feeling I see is that Iris is pushing it. Rias' jabs were not functioning as if, and the maneuvers were overwhelming by Iris.

Gradually, however, room was created for Ryan's expression, and the colour of haste floated in Illis.

and Lias' arm drops slightly. To the empty chest, a palm bottom with the weight of Illis was struck. But...

Gah!

"Come on!"

Rias was not scared, but slammed the right hook in return. Illis was slightly blown away, although he managed to take it with his other hand.

"That's it!

The teacher raises one hand and sounds it.

"Become!? Wait. I can still fight!

The arm I received seemed to be paralyzed, but my ankle was still unwieldy. But hey...

"No, there's a battle. The results are visible even if we continue any further. You know that, don't you?

Ilis lowered his eyes in darkness.

"Honestly, Irisphilia, I was amazed at your move. The movements that were quickly ready for battle with minimal self-enhancement and built up the physical surgery itself were truly sophisticated. But..."

I wonder if it's pathetic, the attack by Illis is so mild (...).

"On your magic level now, Prince Ryan's defense cannot be broken. But you don't have to be pessimistic. Equipped with a powerful weapon that grants a magical effect, you have the strength to put it into action now. You'll keep up with this class, too."

For comfort too, Iris did not break his regrettable look.

And I come beside me, and I sit with my knees.

"I don't deserve to challenge you right now."

Something that glows hard on your eyes. It falls through the cheeks.

"Mr. Irisphilia, you're going to regret this."

"Hey Zenfis, you're his friend, aren't you?

"Uh? Aren't you a lover?

"I need to show you a man here."

"Do it!

The perimeter heats up gradually.

"Ha, you're superior. It would be more convenient if Hurt were willing to."

Rias embraces the villain and laughs invincibly.

Oh, what's this' take my friend's revenge 'vibe? What are you guys up to? I don't have any sympathy for Iris, and I'm not even upset with Ryan.

I get up.

That's how he challenged the battle to lose while feeling the "crush the prince" gaze from behind.

It's so hard to do.