Approximately a month later, after taking the Ifrus School of Magic entrance exam, one letter arrived at me.
The sender was the Ifrus School of Magic.
I still remember thrilled to open the letter.
The letter said the result of passing the entrance exam to the School of Magic and waiving admission fees and tuition fees as a scholarship because the exam scored well.
Plus, they get rent and scholarships every month that don't need to be repaid as a cost of living.
"Yay!!
As soon as I saw it, I accidentally screamed. I was so happy. I have no choice.
This is a magic school, also known as the highest in the world, where you can live surrounded by books. I'm excited to see what books you have and what studies you can study from now on.
Besides being able to read books, I had some fun.
It means I may see him (...) again.
With him, of course, it's Mr. Hart.
Mr. Hart is a nobleman, and he performed such amazing magic that, naturally, he must have passed the entrance exam.
Maybe I could be in the same class as Mr. Hart!?
The Ifrus School of Magic is a very large school, and they say there are three hundred freshmen enrolled this year alone, but there is also a slight chance that they could be in the same class as Mr. Hart.
In the original world, I was desperate to follow classes, and I rarely played with my girlfriend. Naturally, I didn't have the kind of boy to go out with.
But now it seemed to me that I could afford to enjoy school life thanks to the skills I received from the goddess. I want to get along with the boys if I can. I want to youth.
And is it because of the goddess who presided over knowledge and beauty that you reincarnated me? What can I say for myself, I was cuter than I was in the original world.
Clear, clean skin, clear eyes, crisp, beautiful sky blue hair - I was surprised by the color of my hair as soon as I was reincarnated, but it seems normal for me in this world.
If I were you right now, I'm sure there would be some boys who would get along. I wish that was Mr. Hart.
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The day has come to enroll in the School of Magic.
I have to live alone for seven years from today. I have absolutely no problems with chores or anything, but I missed sleeping alone and didn't like it.
Because I slept with my siblings and sisters every day in the orphanage, calling them sleepovers. It's already going to break my heart a little.
As soon as possible, we need to make friends who will sleep with us. I'd prefer a pretty girl if I could.
With that in mind, I was walking towards the entrance ceremony venue and suddenly I was pushed from behind.
"Oh no, where are you looking and walking? Does it hurt?"
That's what a blind boy student has been telling me. I was thinking, but I was walking right forward. You never hit him because of me, but...
"Oh, sorry"
I apologized to him. Because in the robe he was wearing there was a sign that he was noble. Even if it's a cliché, there's no way I, the average citizen, can argue with nobility. That's the world here.
"Do you know that this is the son of the Baron Zordi family?
"I guess you just think you'll be forgiven for apologizing"
The boy student who bumped into me was still the son of a nobleman. And he won't forgive me if I apologize. What the hell am I supposed to do?
It's when you don't know what to do and you're about to cry on your own.
"Uh, what can I do for you guys?
Someone called me from behind.
Looking back, there's...
Mr. Hart was there.
"Oh? What the hell, you"
"No, what are you? He's with me."
"What?"
I accidentally got a voice.
Mr. Hart told me you knew me. I realized that Mr. Hart was trying to help me.
Then the three of them who were getting tangled up with me left the spot. Mr. Hart, your father has a higher title, and he seems to have realized that if we make any more noise, we will be in trouble and we will be in a worse position.
A (...) of (...) Hart tried to help me. You said you were taking me with you, even though you were lying to help me with that. I'm a little thrilled.
There is Mr. Hurt much closer than I saw him during the entrance exam.
After all, it's cool.
Then I became friends with Mr. Hart, Mr. Luke. I learned later that Mr. Luke is the grandson of the dean of this school of magic. Plus, he's pretty handsome.
With you two like that, I became your friend. I still feel so glad I shook my courage and spoke up.
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I was free, so I ended up reading all my diaries back.
I'm glad I was able to be friends with Mr. Hart and get to the point where we were in a class together, but I couldn't take a step from there.
If you realize it, the majority of the girls in your classmate are in a relationship to sleep with Mr. Hurt. Gentlemen, it's only been a year and a little while since I've known you...... Mr. Hart, it's too awesome.
And Mr. Luke had a beautiful elf girlfriend. I think the remaining classmates Lucin and Luca have some good vibes.
... Is that it? Wow, am I alone?
Mr. Meldy was taken by Mr. Hart and finally began to feel the crisis.
Mr. Hart is worthy of his noble son. He's kind enough to help me tangled up in nobility, even though he's strong enough to serve the Spirit King even more.
Then, he's handsome enough not to take a pull on Mr. Luke. I thought Mr. Hart would be cooler because he looked closer to the person in the world I was from.
So I would like to join Mr Hart's harem somehow.
It's just that the hurdle is high.
Even though I said I could be cuter thanks to the goddess, there are more beautiful or cute women around Mr. Hart than I am.
Teachers Tina and Rifa from Beautiful Elves.
Mr. Yoko has become increasingly luscious lately.
Of cute spirits, such as tricks, Mai and May.
Then, Mr. Meldy is soothed by everything like cat ears, tails, meatballs, etc.
Those are the people around Mr. Hart. What can I offer you, Mr. Hart, to the extent that you've become a little cute?
...... all I could think of was that I was a human race. But that could be a big advantage.
Mr. Hart is a mansion in the School of Magic, where girls of all races live, but there are no human girls yet.
I mean, Mr. Hart's Harlem people (...) tribe (...) frame (...) are still empty!
But I'm talking about Mr. Hart. If you're bluffing, you might even fill that race frame. No, I feel like I'm already starting to bury it.
─ ─ This is a woman's question.
We have to act as quickly as possible. Instead of waiting for you to come from Mr. Hart, you have to go googly from me!
I was thinking about that, and the door to the room was knocked.
Who is it?
"Luna, is that Hima now?
When I opened the door, Mr. Meldy stood.
"I don't have any particular business..."
"So why don't we go out for dinner? We're all going with Hart."
"I'll go!
You're going to extend your time with Mr. Hart a little bit. And you peek at the desk and make sure you take your chances!!
Come on, me.