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

Taking classes with a lot of people and looking for even people on a wide school.

Which would be easier?

I told myself I was as good as I could be alone, and I flew over there and finally narrowed my aim to someone who looked like that.

Fourth grade boy students. My grades, my family, and my cheeky, intelligent brothers there.

Actually, this guy was one of Schneidal's surroundings. Schneidal, who? and I forgot, too, who got tangled up with me and Iris on the day of my induction ceremony and was eventually thrown out into mysterious space-time by touching my backscales.

The suspicious smell was so puffy that I decided to stick this guy up. We'll be in the same dorm.

Although there was no movement for a few days, for the first time in the sixth week without class, the guy went out of school.

When the sun fell and dimmed.

I don't even use a boarding carriage, I travel over the alley to avoid people for an hour or so.

It came to an area with dense old collective housing.

There are no people at all. Relax. I fell asleep on the road. It seems like an atmosphere, but I didn't walk one of the cat kids.

When you enter one of the collective dwellings without even shaking your sides, you will at best go up the stairs amid a number of tensioned detection junctions.

I'll stick right behind him and pass the gap between the junctions at my leisure.

Of course he disappeared. Unnoticed by optical camouflage.

He stopped in front of the door on the fourth floor. Mumbling the spell somehow, fingering the door through the text, it unlocks and the door opens at will.

After I step in, I'll have fun breaking in.

Surprisingly spacious inside. There were a number of rooms.

When he entered the room in front of him, he reached for one of the crates, which had been placed unwrought many times. It depicted the letter '7'.

When you open the crate, it contains an empty bottle, carefully remove it, and then tap the bottom of the box. The bottom was open and the white cloth-like thing was folded. Double bottom?

The white cloth was a costume.

Wear a perfectly shiny jacket. So, wear a headscarf made of white cloth. The head was stuck and only the eye area was crept out. On the forehead part there is a pattern of two snakes intertwined, depicted in the center as' 7 '.

I walk out of my dressed room into the hallway and push into the deepest room. Also when you open the door with a spell, there's...

"That was late, number seven."

Nine people sat and waited at a large circular table as the lights on the candlestick swayed slightly. They all hide their faces in the same white outfit.

"Number 9 (Nine) and Number 11 (Eleven) are absent. You're the last one, number seven."

When a '3' person said that on his forehead, another number started saying a lot.

"I didn't expect you to come after us because of your new girlfriend" ("4" person)

"That's a big identity." ("Twelve" person)

"I don't know if Schneidal's drumming is now" ("Ten" person)

"Didn't you look lightly at the number?" ("Six" person)

...... yeah.

I had noticed it around the corner where I started wearing white clothes.

To deduce from the situation and the young voices, these guys would all be college students.

Happy sister, your wish is finally fulfilled.

An elite school student has a secret meeting with a secret organization called Numbers! Besides, are you sure you want to cover it up and call each other by number?

You suck. When Charles finds it, he'll definitely eat it.

We need to make their current progressive black history known to the world early and drive the organization to disintegration!

But the hour is already late.

A clear plank-like object that sticks to the ceiling perfectly before I come in. I'm the only one who can see it, but I'm giving it to the Chars for surveillance.

Following the connection, there was a red-haired maid in the back alley a little away from the building. "Hehe, you stupid people" or "I didn't even know they were watching you" or "Exactly the perfect opportunity to get a grip on it! 'or whatever you expect.

And Frey was also activating a communications junction, where he said, 'I found it! Back! Student Council!' Or 'I'm kind of excited,' or 'Oh, you can't go in there, can you? Because the purpose is to gather information' and so on, and yet you look calm.

I wish I had seen it from afar without sticking to the '7' guy either.

But on which route did you get here? Charles, I really can't insult you.

Decide not to look at it for now and pay attention to the Omosillo group.

"Silently."

When the bass Ikebo sipped quietly, the hustle and bustle stopped - the "1" guy.

"Have you forgotten our philosophy that our relationship should be reciprocal in this context? I want you to remember why we mask and call each other by numbers."

"It would be the previous number 7, like no other, that was keeping that philosophy at bay," he said, "4."

"In the first place, I don't think" sequence disregard "is compatible with our noble supremacy," he said. "Six."

"Mostly, the purpose of today's meeting would be to disprove number seven, wouldn't it? Is" ten "?

"Right." Twelve "means" twelve ".

"You have an extremely thick face" is... the first "two".

Make it hard!

If I talk cute, I don't know who I am. There are differences in physique and voice, but it is very hard to check the forehead numbers. So stop.

Except the greatest and most majestic Ikebo's "1" was easy to understand by his voice alone.

"You seem to misunderstand, but this meeting is not a place to rebuff number seven. The goal is to uncover the cause of the failure and to think about the next hand toward achieving the big goal."

I look around at everyone.

Multiple voices continued as shown.

"Breaking the Rotten King"

"Restoration of aristocratic supremacy"

"By the hand of the Chosen One"

Oh, yeah. Yeah, good luck with that.

I heard such a fun little leap from somewhere, but I go through.

"I hear the report, but I want you to talk jewelry out of your mouth. Number seven."

"At first, I think my attack was played by something... The second time Prince Rias came off overlapping with the timing when he was assembled."

"Isn't it the same as the existing report? How many days do you think it's been since then? Did you recover the" needle "that came off the second time after the first time was played" to what "? What happened to those investigations?

"... I don't know. I can't even find the needle."

The laughter leaks.

"Even if you were unlucky the second time, your first failure would not fall to you. Number seven, aren't you faking that you missed your aim as' prevented '?

"No!"

"I guess you didn't cower just before, did you? He said," I don't have the ability to kill anyone. "

A mockery arose when it creaked.

"So no! It hit something like a wall of transparency... I feel like"

"So it disappeared," he said? That needle should have had the effect of piercing a high magic defense as well. Prince Ryan's level of self-enhancement won't prevent it. "

"I'm telling the truth. That's why I cautiously took care of him the second time... and he interrupted me."

Together we push silence.

Who's that guy?

"Hart Zenfis."

It's me.

"He was the son of Uncle Zenfis, wasn't he?

But they took the civilian orphan.

"The magic level is two, and I don't think I can stand the finest practical classes."

"I was both on the spot"

Well, was the "1" guy taking the same class?

"His strength is real. Especially when it comes to physical surgery."

"More than you? Number one."

A '1' person nodding with a kook. Before that, he said, 'Naturally!' And the doozy voice was heard only by me, but the tension around me increased at once anyway.

"It's quite a delicacy. If there's a vacancy, I'd like to welcome you to the Numbers right away."

"Wait, number one. Zenfis Border is the head of the Kings, isn't it? Besides, Hart Zenfis came from a civilian, right?

"We can't put objects in the chosen ones."

"Isn't it a good idea to use it as a force of war?

"Sir Zenfis is also a Kingslayer, but close to this one in the sense that he is hostile to the Queen"

"What do you think?" The Battlehammer of the Ground "is a man who uses civilians heavily as long as he has strength." Isn't it incompatible with our noble supremacy?

"Can't you think that Lord Zenfis is also a 'usable thing is a usage doctrine'? You said that, didn't you? Number one."

Self-serving arguments thrive.

I dropped my hips on the wall and listened until the end.

I'm pretty sure they went after Rias. The executor is a '7' person.

But they weren't exactly informed of the magic applied to the needle. I didn't even think at all about the 'torment and kill' effect in particular.

The purpose was also known.

Looks like this number and they were going to stir up a rivalry between the Kings and the Queens.

First, attack Lyas and cast doubt on the Kings.

Next, target Princess Marianne and make her think of it as Queen's retribution.

That's how they aristocrats (?) to benefit fishermen, or something like that.

Taken together, it looks like Gabagaba, but after hearing the details, it was still a bad plan in Gabagaba.

I wonder what would have happened if the Lias raid had been successful and he was dead. I think I'm going to cry about "Konnahazjanakata" or something.

For a moment now, I feel like these people are to the point of self-destructing even if they leave me alone.

I guess I haven't left the children's playground.

So no. Leave these guys alone.

I'm hiding my face, but it's easy to crack everyone's identity. Let's get Shalls to hang out with us. Let's do that.

The problem is.

I'm manipulating these guys behind "collaborators."

These are the people who cheated on the students and attempted to assassinate Lyas.

The main thing would be a force called 'aristocracy'. And then there came the end of the conversation, a religious organization called the 'Lucifera Church'.

If we do something about those Daiyuan-like guys, this commotion should also subside.

Bad adults get rid of it. It is the turn of Shiva, the righteous executor. That's a pain in the ass.