It could get better if you don't go to class legally.

Having slept well with such expectations in my chest, I came to Professor Tia's research building the next morning.

He asked permission to use the room where he was based in order to live his life in school. But it needs to be cleaned because it was just in storage.

It's troublesome, but I can't help it all. Anything you don't need more for would be neat if you banged it into mysterious space-time, right?

The room is a corner room upstairs.

If you try to come over with a wuss.

"Good morning! My brother."

arms wrapped and your hair tied in one behind you, wearing an apron. What if

"Shull, what are you doing?

"I heard from today that this room will be your brother's stronghold. So I went to clean up."

My angel Charlotte smiling. No, we talked about that last night. Acting fast.

A red shadow popping out behind her like that.

"Heh heh, maid when it comes to cleaning. Speaking of maids, this frey. I'll take care of it!

Immersed in the made-up business, the Demon Clan Dosung the big crap he had in the hallway. What are we gonna do about it?

"Ah, Master Hart. Good morning."

Now Liza showed up. This one has a big crap, too, and piles it up in the hallway. So... well, I'll take care of it.

By the way, Liza hides the horns, but Frey keeps her tail that way in her chemo ear. Don't worry about it here.

My sister is cleaning for me, so I was just wondering if I could help as my brother.

"Mm-hmm...? What's all this noise in the morning?"

It was Professor Tier in his pajamas who came with his eyelids rubbed. He wears a nightcap like a Santa hat on his head. Did you sleep in bed uncommonly?

"Good morning, Professor Tiarietta."

Professor Tier says in surprise when Charles greets him with a full grin.

"Oh, yeah... nice to meet you. Who is it?

Well, that was the first time I met Char himself. Mysterious genius researcher Weiss Oulu is supposed to be hiding his identity in a white mask. Well, he found out, but he talked to me here.

But it is.

Shall said, "Hmm?" and give him a small neck. After a while, I was relieved.

"Nice to meet you! Yes, you and I meet for the first time. Yes, I was. I was. I'm Charlotte Zenfis, your older sister."

"... thank you very much"

While I give it back, stop by me and whisper.

"Is she okay? I worry about a lot of things."

"If only you could look at it with a big, ragged eye. If anything happens at the end of the day, I need you to wipe your butt."

"That's your job, isn't it? I'm sorry about the eagle."

I couldn't leave Shall alone for a whisper, and I started helping.

"Can I throw this crap away?

"No, you can't. Even though I know it's no longer going to help, I'm sure the eagle believes it'll help someday."

"No, you're not planning on using it, are you? Let's throw it away."

"What a waste!

"What a waste of space."

I can't break it off. I push the opposite of Professor No, I let the crap go into mysterious space-time.

"Storage magic!? How do you do it!?"

It got extra loud.

Liza stops by softly.

"Um, Master Hart? Can I show her ancient magic?

Speaking of which, you still haven't told Professor Tia that I confessed to being Shiva.

"I'm fine. The neighborhood is adjusting well."

"It is. Don't worry if Master Hart says so."

I believe in me. My eyes are dazzling. I can always talk about it, but there's some timing.

If the four of us do it together, it's quick to clean. It's quick to clean up, the floors, the walls, even the ceiling are shiny. A little bigger than the dorm room. But there's nothing in the room.

Remove beds and tans from mysterious space-time and place them. Professor Tier, very excited, had Frey strangling his wings.

Well, the base is almost ready. All you have to do is connect my paradise to this room with 'doors everywhere'.

Let's do that after Professor Tier is gone. I don't like being pushed into paradise.

It's still a little early for lunch, but we all move into a big room and devour the lunch that Frey has been making.

"By the way, did Professor Belkham do a good job?

She should be taking the other teachers and hanging them on the college side so I don't have to attend class.

What a rumor.

I heard a big crotch of walking down the hall.

"Is Hart Zenfis here?"

Welcome, Professor Belkham.

"There you are. Hmm? You have two familiar faces. Besides, the redhead over there... is he the Demon Clan?

Shit. Frey's ears and tail are just like that.

"Fair enough."

Is that okay?

"Good job, Professor Belkham. How's the negotiation going?

"Um, the tail is good. The rest is up to you."

"Thank you!

Now if we can explore the ruins and do it, we can pull it back to school. Shiatsu.

"They say the Dean of the College will give a detailed explanation. Go now."

"Huh!?"

I'm not the voice of surprise. It's Professor Tier.

"Wait a minute. Ola, I'm sure the negotiations were really successful, huh?

I said, "The end is good." Our teachers' request was communicated. The Dean of the College roughly (...) showed an understanding. They say the final decision will be made after they hear the story of Hart Zenfis himself. "

I'm the one who takes classes or not, so it's a hassle to hear from the person, but it seems natural. But...

"Is that, by and large, a failure in the negotiations?

Professor Tier said something strange.

"... Hart Zenfis would be no problem"

And why would Professor Belkham turn a blind eye?

"Was the Dean of the Academy a sucky feeling person?

I just saw him greet me at the admissions ceremony once, but I think he was a slight sister (his real age seems to be pretty good). I don't remember much because I was half asleep.

"I don't think you have a twisted personality. Instead, I don't know a person as straight as that. No, there's a kid on this scene who shoulders, but the lineage is the opposite. That's why I suck with you."

Is a straight kid a schal? Is the system the opposite?

"There's only one thing you should be aware of"

Professor Tia puts his finger on my nose and says,

"It's about being able to play serious and diligent students!

Oh, yes. I can't do that.

I managed to drink the words...