I came up with something good.
There you go. I don't have to say a losing flag or anything.
In response to a practice class that was a concern to Torima, I woke up desperate until late at night to make it to the next class and fell asleep, but I flickered through the measures to wake up.
Humans, I knew you wouldn't come up with a good idea if you didn't sleep well.
That's why I welcomed the "Magic Shooting (Precision)" class.
It is a highly challenging class in which you have to shoot through distant targets precisely and then with more than a certain amount of power.
I tried to play pompous gloriously in this first class, but I was unluckily interrupted by a crow-like bird. The power fell off brilliantly, but it was highly regarded for remotely manipulating stone crushes.
I swore to my heart that I wouldn't tread the same, and since then I've been lazy and deceitful, but not today. I have a secret plan.
Jajan, it was the magic gun that took it out.
"Well, is that the rumored injected magic appliance? How could you do that today?
Grandpa Doctor looks at the magic gun with a shiatsu. I usually let Hart C, my copy, hold it, and I never used it in class myself.
"I felt the limit to my magical powers..."
I gather my agony to the root of my eyebrows (I acted like this).
"No, no, you have a rare move that allows you to remotely manipulate magic. Power and precision will improve if you work out carefully in this class."
"No, because my magic level is two. You can't do anything more."
"No, no, you don't despise yourself that much. You are still young. There's plenty left to be desired."
"No, the magic level hasn't changed since birth. I can't do anything to overshadow the world."
No, no, no, no. Even if conversations continue that don't give way to each other,
"Anyway! This is a treasure handed down to my Zenfis family. With this, I would be able to follow this class, which is magic level two."
Forced to cut it off, I pretend confidently to be a magic gun.
Heh heh. Great measure that flickered the moment I slept well and woke up.
That's Zubali: "I have amazing tools, I'm not amazing, but awesome! 'It's an operation.
Even if you show so much strength that you don't have to go to class, that's a great tool, not me. But I'm the only one who can use that amazing tool, so it's still special and I don't have to go to class.
I was just about to show off my magic gun.
"Well, is that the magic fixture of rumors? But I've never heard of such treasures in the Zenfis Border House."
A silver-haired boy student with a straight face stopped by. Who's there?
"You've never exchanged words before. My name is Alexei Gooberk. Fourth grade, nice to meet you."
My eyes aren't laughing as I smile. I don't look handsome, but I remember the bass good-looking voice.
He's from "One"!
The man who seemed the greatest of the mysterious group of masked students, Numbers. What I saw is a handsome man with a soft waist and a heavy sense of intimidation. You'd be hot. Yet you're so prestigious in such a group of omoscillos. Too bad......
"Do you mind if I show you that magic device?
"Oh, yes. Go ahead."
When Alexei receives the magic gun, she shiatsu looks from the top down to the side.
"Hmm. How does it work when you push your finger here and magic is ejected out of the cylinder"
Right after that crush.
"Mr. Gooberk, what!?"
Grandpa and Doctor rushed to stop him, but he pointed a gun at me and pulled the trigger.
Scene.
Nothing happens. Well, naturally. Because I (and Hart C) are the only ones who can use that.
"Is there a trick to using it?
Ask carefully, Mr. Alexei. I don't even do evil.
"It's a contract that only I can use."
"Hmm? I can't believe it can only be used by contractors... it's like the Seven Holy Armours of the Supreme."
"Hehe..."
You laughed so hard over there that I gave it back with a meaningful grin too. This is what I like to do when I'm not sure what it is, the knowledge I gained from online information in my previous life.
Grandpa teacher cracks and goes in.
"No way! Seven Holy Martial Arts is the treasure of the world, not the kingdom. Words are bad, but they're not allowed to be deposited with students."
"But two of the seven are legendary weapons whose shape is not even known. It would be possible to sleep unknowingly. Wasn't that what he meant by neither affirmation nor denial?
Grandpa teacher mumbles.
This, is the story going in either a good direction or a bad direction? That must be a good direction. I believe in online gathering knowledge.
"I'd love to see the power of this magic fixture. What do you say? Mr. Hart, why don't you compete with me?
"Heh? No, but this class isn't interpersonal combat, is it?
"Of course we don't do anything to hurt each other. What, it's just a game. I'm not always betting on anything."
If it's not dangerous, I thought for a moment, but let's think about it.
I don't know the details, but I think this guy is a pretty good guy. Yet you are seriously in class. [M] What do you think around him that's a little over him?
Are you willing to skip to that extent, even though you "1" people are taking proper classes? Or, seriously. You're a nobleman. '(Ironic gaze)
No, I'm a nobleman. I'm more of a prince.
All I have is a feeling it's going to be hard to skip classes as far as I can imagine.
Show off the awesomeness of the magic gun without being compared, and gain momentum by saying, 'I don't need classes or anything. So just give me a unit. (Heart)' It would be Better to take it.
All right, let's say no.
Grandma's will, religious reasons, that sort of thing.
"Sumima -"
"Do it, Hart. It's a good opportunity to let you know what you're capable of, isn't it?
It was Lias who blocked my voice.
"Hey, what are you doing?
I look at it with the eyes that I want to say something extra.
The other students stand up. You see, you can't retreat anymore.
So unfortunately, we were to compete.
"Then let's explain the rules. There are five targets each. Determine wins and losses in the time to shoot them all out"
It's a very simple rule. But this is so hard.
It's not about shooting through targets.
My aim is only to 'get an excuse to legally skip classes'. What we need in this battle to do that is not just to win, but to 'prevail'.
Five targets.
If you shoot through five shots at the same time, it's an instant. But there was no way that Mr. Alexei, who set the rules, could not destroy them at the same time.
Then we only get mutual appreciation.
Think, Hart. There's got to be some good ideas for making a gap in the rules. Something... Something... Grr.
I was asleep for a moment. I stayed up late last night.
But thanks to you, I flickered!
I have an excellent idea to make a gap in the rules.
Here's the operation.
Apart from the five shots to shoot through the target, I shoot off Mr. Alexei's attack (...) and unleash magic at the same time.
The battle is better won by shooting through all the targets first. So you just have to make sure they don't shoot through the target.
Hehe, you drowned in the measures, Mr. Alexei, and I laugh invincibly, but he only responds with a cool grin.
Ha!? No way. Same hand over there? It can be. No, it's the only way. Considering that confident grin and his seemingly mysterious leadership of the organization, he must be quite the cutter.
What am I gonna do? What am I supposed to do?
While I can't think together,
"Are you ready? Then start when I raise my hand."
Grandpa teacher buys a referee just like class and leaves.
"Ready............ here we go!
Wrinkled hands lifted.
Mr. Alexei seemed to have chanted beforehand, and five magic formations unfold before his eyes.
Don't be fooled.
It's not necessarily five shots because there are five. It's definitely obvious that something will shoot down my magic from there.
I put up a magic gun.
But there's no countermeasure against him.
I was in a hurry to figure out what to do. I created invisible subdivisions at the same time,
Zgagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagaga -!!
Surface-controlled shooting that destroys all targets (...), making it look as if the muzzle has erupted a fire. The momentum disappeared without a trace to the soil beyond the target.
Ha-ha-ha! What do you think? I destroyed your target first. This is my win, right? Can't you? How's the rules?
When I looked at my teacher with the thought of straw.
"Hawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawawaa
He opened his big mouth, opened his eyes, and was puffy and trembling. I can't speak up.
Then, and now I saw Mr. Alexei. Are you complaining?
"Hey..."
Open your mouth and shake.
Looking back, the students all felt the same way.
So, I don't have to go to class in the future? Do I have to leave? DOCCHI!?
Nobody answers my questions, Charlotte.