When my sister, Charlotte, became the brother-in-law of the people, one after another came to me (a copy of) as if I were a futuristic all-purpose robot crying glasses boys.
Bottom of my heart, I don't want to deal with you. Is it a joke to talk face-to-face with a drawstring?
But if the mental burden of copying increases, we'll be in strike again. It's a hassle while I copy. Well, it's me. I don't have a choice.
So, the main unit became the feather I put out, but honestly, there wasn't any way to do it.
"Help me, Tia. No!
In the meantime, I cried to Professor Tier just for certain glasses boys. What kind of human body (?) I didn't see you doing anything experimental.
"I hope so. Rely on the eagle."
A surprisingly favorable reaction, wondering if I would see it or throw it away.
"Hart, I don't really have a chance to sell you a favor. I was going on a big boat."
"I knew it would be fine"
"Why!?"
I'm sorry about the bi, but if I make this guy owe me, I'm going to have more trouble later. I know.
Well, it was just me losing the only way, but the proposal flickers in the conference room. I found your friend.
Friends are helpful things.
I tried to ask Irisphilia to run the pen at the table somehow. I want you to deal with everyone instead of me.
"I'm already full of hands. I can't replace you any more."
Me who refuses so badly.
"Nice! You're my friend!"
Me pulling out the heirloom treasure knife without giving up. This is the girl who wants to take care of your friend. Friends, I'll let you hear what I have to say in my appeal.
"I'd love to ask a friend for a favor, but the work you're doing is replacing you."
No, you said the copy was proud to say that you pushed some on Iris.
I wasn't listening properly. It's frustrating to brag about people. No matter how many copies look like me, it's the same look that makes me more annoyed. I am, am I not?
Anyway, I already hung up on your friend card to Illis.
You're in trouble. I don't have any more cards. You don't have any other friends, do you?
Where we are in trouble, further troubles come.
"Hey, Hart, how long are you gonna keep me waiting?"
Lagerman-style macho says with a rugged look. Is this the attitude of begging people to teach?
"Lias, you can dance with Ka Mate. They're gonna like it, aren't they?
"What? What are you talking about?
That's our line. To teach me magic is wrong from the premise in the first place. Because my magic, it's a little different from the rest of us.
"Oh, Mr. Hart, you're back. So let's talk about me and magic theory."
Now you're my sister.
"I don't care what you say..."
There's nothing to talk about. More or less, you're a princess and student chairman, so you do more school work... hmm?
I still don't see your sister Marianne.
"Hey, something...? If you can stare so much..."
This person, who is mozzled, is the princess of this country and the student chairman of this school.
Now I saw a big man.
"Hey, what...? When you can stare so much..."
This guy who blushes his cheeks for some reason should have been a prince in this country and a presidential admission in his freshman year.
Two of the closest and most powerful people in this college...
"What's really going on? You're holding on to our opponent, so hurry up."
"That's it!
Lias became frightened when he pointed at his finger. You're freaking me out.
"I'm busy. I'm very busy. That's why I can't deal with people who come."
You didn't lie to me, did you? There's a lot of cartoons I'd like to see.
"What do you think there? Wouldn't you two be my contact? I want you to review the content of the consultation and say no to other teachers and other things that can be handled."
Perhaps most consultations are just about anything else that can be handled. In the first place, I must have had most of the cases I couldn't handle.
But I can't negotiate at all. I'm in danger of being pushed off even if I try to say no. Instead, all I see is a future to be pushed off.
So it's your turn, Marianne, and your sister and Lias.
There will be hardly anyone in this college who will strongly lean on them. Anyway, he is a princess to the prince. There has to be a reluctance and a lot of things because even as a powerful person you get a glimpse of it.
If these two become my walls to prevent it, I'll pull it off safely.
I'm trying not to give the two of you a gap for saying something.
"Of course I'll respond to the two requests as best I can. I'm busy, but there, look, I'm one of them!
"Companion, or... If they say so, I can't say no."
"It's painful for us to take possession of you, Hart... but you're one of us!
A vague relationship that feels good to be less than friends than you know each other - "buddies". It's a convenient word.
I took the word.
Then, as I spoke, the evil wax circuit was stimulated and a further proposal came to mind.
I'm sorry, but you two don't want me to either.
"Lias, if you're a magical remote, you know the one who's good at it. Ask Frey or Liza."
Other students and teachers can't do that because it would be tough if two of them found out about it with the Demons, but your sister and Lias should already know and have no problem.
"Princess Marianne should also talk to the two of you. They're so familiar with magic."
Though they both looked unhappy and subtle, they somehow agreed that it arrived that they called out 'busy' and complained about their plight.
Yeah, what a perfect result.
Now you can shut down all the annoying consultations. You did it.
I persevered with the prince and the princess, and I returned to the haunted house.
But...
"Hey, Mom, what do you read about this kanji? What's the point?"
Me being grabbed by a study-keen child.
Even so, this kid, he seems to have learned his plain pseudonym and katakana already. So did Charles, but kids from different worlds are smart.
After an hour of questioning, my life runs out.
I was asking Frey and Lise to babysit me, but I can't handle learning Japanese.
It was precisely then that you let me go, and that you and your child were in a mood not to quit your seat.
"My brother, I'm home now!
Savior, manifest!
"You're back in a good place. Charles, I need a favor from you."
"My brother! To me! Please!?"
Your eyes sparkled, didn't they?
Well, it's not uncommon. I'm usually the one playing "I can count on you, brother". Aside from the fact that it works, I rarely ask Charles for a favor.
He asked Mel to teach him Japanese.
"Okay. Let's do all we can for this Charlotte, 'preaching'."
Didn't you have a different purpose? Well.
Having solved so many challenges at once, I went back to a peaceful life of drawbacks...