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

At the top of the central school building is the Dean's Office. I stood alone in front of that door.

I've seen it, but I haven't talked to anyone. The agony of having to talk to someone alone who has never even approached you within a ten meter zone. I want to go home so bad.

Professor Tia of the Request Line refused to be present with the following words:

"When the eagle is with us, we'll definitely have a conversation. The Dean of the Academy hates the eagle type so much."

That guy, he knows himself very well, but he doesn't improve. I respect that in a way.

I had no choice but to take a deep breath and then knock on the door.

"Excuse me. I'm Hart Zenfis."

opens the door properly,

"That was too late, Hart"

My uncle, who was musculoskeletal and strong but had a sexy mustache, was royal. He looks just like my adoptive father, Gold Zenfis Borderline Uncle.

I close the door with Pathan. What's that? Fantasy?

Ha!? Could it be your father's living brother or something? But why would someone like that be in the dean's office?

but the door opened properly.

"What are you doing, you"

Your father seems to know me. Well, this mess, it's just vain to do it alone for a long time.

"Why is Dad here?

"Let's go in anyway. We'll talk about it later."

My father prompts me to step into the room.

"Welcome aboard, Mr. Hart"

On the front there was a butler desk facing this way, where the beauty was smiling.

Long hair with thin pink and loose fluffy waves. She seems to be as old as her mother, but she is young. Big breasts were likely to suffer due to the proper suit style.

"I am Teresia Montpellier, Dean of the Royal Grand Felt School of Extraordinary Magic."

Dean Montpellier gracefully stands up and invites me and my father to the reception couch.

When the two of us sat on the couch, the Dean prepared his own tea and placed it before us. And sit on the front couch.

"It would have been meticulous of you to be called by one of the college directors you met almost for the first time, right? I happen to hear Sir Zenfis is in the King's Capital on official business, and I invited him."

Oh, what a great guy.

"Your Majesty called me to talk to you about the noise in King's Capital the other day. When I settled down, I thought I'd come and see how you were doing. Arrowheads, the Dean of the Academy invited me."

What a good time for me. Has a hectic king cried at his father? You didn't say anything strange, did you? Shall we explore it later?

"So, Dean, you said there would be a consultation about Hurt, but what exactly would it be?

The dean tells with a gentle grin.

"From all the teachers in charge of the classes he chose, I had a request"

"Request? Hart thinks the class is serious because he doesn't seem to be jerking off..."

My ear hurts.

The dean answers with a grin that reassures his anxious father.

"No, it's not a bad story. I was just wondering if I could exempt him from class attendance because his abilities don't fit within the boundaries of class. Specifically, we're talking about creating an environment where it's easy to focus on magic research and training magic skills while staying in college, and developing that talent."

Ho ho. Were you thinking of a suitable treatment for drawstrings that far? Wow. Glad. Yay.

"It's... well, if the teachers at one of the best colleges in the kingdom appreciated it so much, it's not a question of what Nong would say. But is it possible?

My father's cheeks loosened a little as he looked confused.

"Yeah, of course it's possible. I just heard it, but I felt more likely than not that Princess Flash would come back in practice."

"Um, I guess so. I've always felt horrible about his power."

Something tickles me. I mean, I'm uncomfortable still dragging you around unfamiliar with praise in your previous life.

"Academic achievement is still a difficult place to judge, but it seems to show insights that go ahead of professional researchers only in certain areas. Hart, your sensibilities amaze me."

"Mm-hmm. I was worried that I tend to be stuck in my room, but I thought I was doing my own magic research. I reached the level of this college on my own, no. It is astonishing to be credited with exceeding it"

So stop.

If you try to reward me with a compliment in front of you, it's only a disgrace play.

But it's not a bad story. Rather wonderful.

You'll suspect your relationship with Shiva if you do too much in the future, but you just have to be careful there.

Oh, my God. That was easy. That was a threat.

Well, I didn't do anything. Is that why you're glad? It looks like my chance to borrow because my father was there disappeared. Thank you, Dad.

I was sure of the victory and was ready to watch even the sneak animation.

But...

"That's just my personal feeling, though. It can't even be an objective judgment material."

Hmm? Mr. College Director, what is it now?

"Besides, I have one big question. How can the magic level be two or three while boasting strength that doesn't fit into the top classes of our college?

It was awkward. The nicotine grin felt like a black aura was coming out of her back. Actually, it's not out, but imaginatively.

"I don't think so, but you didn't make a false declaration, did you?

Professor Tia's words flow to his ears.

- I don't know a human being that straight.

In other words, 'I will never tolerate injustice, Woman'. I wouldn't miss a lie or a deception!

But the suspicion of this hand is natural, and it has already been resolved.

"Anything can be measured here and now"

I did it all over again. Just be careful not to crack the crystal for now.

Come on! And though I put my arms around him, the Dean of the Academy was sober.

"I'm sorry. I can't falsify the results of measurements in crystals or anything... did they offend you?

"No, stick..."

"Oh, it's honest that I don't even believe in Nong about that. There's no reason to doubt it, and it's not surprising because the crystal shows so"

Though I said so, both my father and I are cold sweating, 'I know because my attributes are deceptive'.

On second thought, if the attribute comes out as' dirt 'in front of your father, you'll be questioned later. It was dangerous.

Well, slightly, but I still can't insult the Dean of the College.

I was trying to keep my mind on this tripartite situation so that I could win.