Life with my Little Sister

April of 1204, a sacred history.

Grade IX Magic Guidance Exam Day.

I came to the exam venue just in the meantime.

Same goes for the companions.

Fee, Abel and Mother.

"So many people, after all."

Speak that feeling as you look around you.

The ninth grade is also easy, so the elf mentor has told me that there are a lot of exams.

The test contents are as follows:

Magic measurement.

Practical skills.

Notes.

This time, it is determined whether to retain more than a certain amount of magic, rather than without magic. Of course, without the prescribed amount of magic, you'd be disqualified immediately.

Even so, the amount of magic to be determined is one time of witchcraft.

In other words, if there is a quantity of magic that can be exercised even once, you will receive a pass, so even those who only possess below average magic will easily pass.

Other changes included Grade 10 being written exams only, but starting with Grade IX, practical exams are added.

Even when it comes to practical skills, this one is easy.

If you could use some kind of magic in front of the examiner, that would be fine.

The stability and control of the magic can also be seen at that time, but it does not affect the test results very much.

If you can prove that you can use magic within common sense, whether it's dangerous or unstable, that's fine.

"You're going to figure this out again."

"... no chronic mind"

Eat chops on Abel. It doesn't hurt at all because it adds and subtracts me. Well, as a teacher, it's natural to be so careful.

"You're getting older than last time on a boulder."

My mother looks around while I'm stuck with Fee.

If you ask me, the average age of the examinees may be slightly higher.

(Toddlers don't stand out more than they did in grade 10...)

Naturally, I'm the only one taking the preschool exam.

(Just me...? No)

With.

Last time I saw you nobles, I looked you in the eye.

"Hey, Abel. Last time, you had the youngest passer besides me, right?

"Do you mean the Fourth Princess? One genius in a hundred years?

My mother answered instead for some reason.

But our Al is more of a genius, etc., grumbling unsubstantiated. I'm embarrassed, so I want you to give me a break.

Blah, I'm not a genius.

The last time I got a full score, it's not an achievement I can be proud of, simply because I have an adult brain.

Thinking about it, I guess that Fourth Princess and I are really smart. Unless you're a reincarnator, just like me.

(Hmm? No, really. Is that possible?)

Nothing. I'm not the only one. No wonder there are other reincarnators.

(I'd like to make sure. I was wondering if you'd stay again)

Try to get close with the flirtatious.

Then I glanced at "The Other Side," and there was the searcher.

"Ah..."

"Hello, it's..."

As if waiting for her, she stood by the moonlight, beautiful girl.

No, I was waiting for you. 'Cause she said hello, best of all.

(After all, was this girl the Fourth Princess...)

Well, how do we react?

Should I speak with respect?

Do you talk normally?

"Hi, you had eyes before, didn't you?

It's not named otherwise, so I decided to deal with it normally. A female squire who refrained behind her had an obviously obnoxious look, but not what she found out.

"Yes. Long time no see. You are magnificent and more than anything..."

Have you come with great health? Really, you're a good grower. But I guess I've never talked to a civilian child. You seem a little nervous.

He seemed more calm during the tenth grade exam, but maybe the stranger he met wasn't the one he was dealing with, so he had no choice.

"Yeah, you look better too, more importantly."

Last time I saw him.

That's all, the same thing we already named each other's qualities.

But she is the princess of one country. I'm not a good person to talk to at ease. If I introduce myself, I guess I'll lose my credentials to talk at that point.

(Oh, is that why you're nervous)

I thought about it now.

I understand that she wanted to talk to me at the point where she was purposefully beside me. At the same time, he seems to be aware of the danger of that opportunity being lost, by the way. There's no way you can say "don't name each other" from her.

"I hope we can still pass each other today"

So I refreshed my introduction and said so.

――

Moment after moment, she gave Paa a bright smile. He was glad I realized my intentions.

I'd also like to say one of the lines that I was curious about, but I have to check before I do.

"By the way, Kimi, suddenly, I'm sorry, but do you understand this word?

I haven't spoken Japanese in four years and ten months. Well, how would you react?

……

The girl tilts her neck with a bewildered look. You don't seem to know what that means. I mean, unless she's also an extra actress, I guess she's not a reincarnator.

"Oh, um... is the language now, somewhere foreign...?

"Huh? Uh yeah. I just said hello in a distant exotic language. You're a little overzealous."

"Really...... I meant to remember all the words of the peripheral states, but I still don't seem to be studying enough......"

Items fall apart.

But I'm surprised by the meaning of the word.

This girl's only four, isn't she? And yet you're already a multilingual speaker? If so, he's a great genius. Like me, a fig has a different dimension.

"By the way, Kimi, suddenly, I'm sorry, but do you understand this word?

I was gnawed.

The girl in front of me is reproducing the Japanese I just spoke, word for word, without any intonation difference.

"Um... now, may I...?

Even though it was perfect, I'm going to ask you a few questions about my lack of confidence.

"Huh? Huh? Yeah......"

"That sounds like a nice language..."

You can point it at me, a modest but eye-catching moon-like smile.

Guilt echoed in my chest that made me remember in the wrong way.

"Uh... Um, sorry. I just lied. The real meaning of that word is, do you understand this word? I'm sorry."

"Yes, is that so? It's a long sentence to say hello, so I thought it might be a modified way of saying things in a format, not in everyday language..."

... just the length of the words, can you think that far? That's amazing, this girl.

"Lady, it's time"

A woman's squire, who had been staring at me from the beginning, prompted the girl. I guess it's not a matter of time, and I can't allow a defenseless civilian to talk.

Well, I don't even know what it feels like. I guess it's also a guard, so it's natural to be on guard.

I guess The Girl Who Doesn't Know Her Name understands that too.

Honestly,

"Yes. Okay......"

I nodded.

But before he leaves after being prompted, he talks to us again.

"If you don't mind, could you just tell me one greeting in an exotic language earlier?

That was an unexpected favor.

Did you just like Japanese? Or was the orientation stimulated? Either way, you won't get a chance to use it if you learn Japanese.

Well, I'm not even going to explain that, so I'll say a very brief greeting.

"... 'Hello'."

"Thank you. Oh, it's still simple to say hello." Hello. ""

There is no distinctive accent for foreigners. Fully fluent in Japanese, she said.

(Wow, this girl. You're much smarter than I am as an adult.)

I stare seriously at the moon-like toddler.

Yeah. I think she's beautiful. Every part has a luxury feel.

Platinum blonde with no crumbs seems sarcastic and pleasant to the touch. Big Marine Blue eyes are so beautiful, they stick around.

Speaking of which, at some point, her eyes are straight at me, too.

So it took the form of staring at each other without trying.

".................. ugh!

My gaze was too blurry, the girl turns bright red and leans over. Red to the ear. I guess I was too embarrassed. I've done something wrong.

She leaned down like an apple,

"Oh, um... and in July, I'm glad to see you again..."

I was shy but I thanked him correctly for the fold and he left early enough.

This was the first conversation between me and the Fourth Princess.