Living in different worlds (no chanter) - The Yufuwa Talent Dispatch Life of the Regenerating Wizard

This day has finally arrived.

It's my wedding reception day with Sawadi Sleira, the groom, and Laura Sleira, the bride.

I've already filed the notice, so the marriage itself is over.

My family said, "Oh, my goodness" like nothing in particular.

I've only been hugging my father in tears, but he's going to marry his daughter in the distance. Then I have one, and it's too sentimental, isn't it?

We're both already dressed, and I'm the white threesome suit that Laura has chosen "because I look like a brunette".

Mr. Laura herself is a plain uniform.

Fully equipped with a medal on the chest, it looks heavy like an idiot.

I wish I was more stylish, but you couldn't take it off your formal outfit because there are so many military men coming.

The location of the wedding reception is the multi-purpose hall of the Magic Instruction School.

This is mainly a place for the nobles to use at massive coronations, but this time I could borrow without any trouble at the mouth of Estomaon and Professor Marino.

Well, Mr. Laura's a nobleman, too, so I think he could have borrowed it if he normally applied, but when the professors get in between, the conversation goes completely differently.

Especially since Estomaon will keep me company in this case, I feel like I'm going to lose my mind in earnest in the future.

I mean, I've also been surprised to hear lately that Estmaon and Laura were distant relatives.

I'm surprised to see you talk to me like I'm normally close.

Well, does a relative of a hero mean a hero?

That's what I thought as I looked sideways at the medal that just squashed Mr. Laura's rich breasts.

A natural sigh leaked out of my mouth as I watched the guests of those mentes enter from the waiting area, backed by the music played by our slave music team.

I was usually just going to call someone I knew at school to have a reception, but I don't know why I'm so important...

Either way, it's just the guy in the military uniform and his daughter-in-law.

Most of them are the ones I treated, but some people I don't know are pompous...

There are fewer active servicemen than there are veterans, but I have stomachaches with a number of people like Laura's ex-boyfriend who glowed her chest medal.

And extremely... he came quickly screwed, in the name of the Army Marshal, the school director's uncle.

The soldiers around me who saw the list of guests are bothering me.

That's right, I'm just a civilian student!

You have no reason to come!

What a jerk!

After all, if you talk to a Navy person, you're gonna kill him...?

"So here's the entrance for the bride and groom"

Our entrance finally began when the venue was almost painted to a single color of olive drab.

Traditionally, a man takes the form of escorting a woman who took a step, but it's just funny that we did that because of the height difference.

Side by side, they walk into the main seat amidst the applause of 10,000 lightning.

Back there was a Mendelssohn marriage march I taught the music team, and it felt like the best wedding ever.

I know this feeling, but I miss being the only one in this world.

You can laugh at me as a romantic, I wanted to bite this happiness right off myself.

Temple wedding when it comes to happiness for me.

And speaking of temps for me, it was Mendelssohn.

I admit the objection.

Come and celebrate and say it to the other world.

"Doctor! Congratulations!

"Get the beauty! This happiness!

"Kids can make it right away!

"Where did you buy all this booze!

I was exhausted from Hethet when I swept left and right across Virgin Road surrounded by military men and finally sat back in my seat.

Blessed while they were walking, they banged me on the back and I'm already flirting.

No, no, I can't help it, this is a place of patience.

It's a wedding once in a lifetime.

But from here, from the introduction of the bride and groom...

Hmm? What, don't let the marshal's famous man walk over here.

When I looked at Laura, she whispered to me, "It's former Admiral Rasp," but that's not what happened.

With only one fucking big medal on his chest, the uncle lined up right in front of the main seat where we were sitting and turned to the guest seat.

"Now, before the ceremony, I have a word from former Admiral Rasp, who is the nominee of our guest Marshal Centurio. Everyone, listen on the spot!

Everyone sees former General Rasp in the moderator's words.

Oh, what?

Seriously, I haven't heard.

When she looked at Mr. Laura, she shook her neck to the side with her eyes wide open.

You didn't even hear about Laura?

My wedding, it starts with my uncle's speech that I don't know and I've never seen?

Will you even talk about the three bags?

"First of all, I'm delighted to be here this good day."

Former Romance Grey Admiral Rasp had a low voice that often passed.

That's what makes Piercing different when you're also a general.

The whole venue was in an instant attracted to him as he slowly began to speak to the devil's microphone.

"Everyone will be familiar with former Major Laura Sleira of" The Light, "but many will not know about his bridegroom, Lord Sawadi Sleira."

I don't know about you either.

"He is the substantial inventor of the Demonic Crystal Exchange Demonstrator, which has now become an integral part of the military"

The venue is ticking, and my heart is ticking.

Why are you suddenly getting ripped off?

Where did the feat streaming, implied understanding go!!

"In addition, he is the inventor of the core technology of the Grand Frank Rail Road, a transcontinental railway that has made noise in alleys in recent times. He's still a student, but a great magic researcher."

The venue's twisting was even bigger than it had just been.

"For his habeas corpus reasons, this fact has long been covered up as a top-secret case. But what will the country do without rewarding this great achievement! There is no more worthy day than this auspicious day to make his greatness known to the heavens, it will be!

A loud applause arose from the venue for the powerful words of the former General, who holds his fist.

No, no, no, because you don't have to whistle your fingers or anything.

Ugh, I'm getting nauseous...

"Therefore, he shall be awarded the Sworded High Eagle Medal by the Ministry of Defense. and shall be awarded the Rhombus Tricycle Medal by the Ministry of Ozo. Sawadi Sleira! Previous!

"Ha!"

My body was moving automatically (automatically) without really understanding the content of the words.

Thoroughly taught at school, the movement to receive objects from those in sight plays on its own.

Again, school education is great, it helps properly.

Stand upright and immovable with your heels rattling in front of former General Rasp, waiting for words.

"Congratulations!"

"It's an honor!

Having been handed the medal by the former Admiral, I turned to the passenger seat and bowed deeply again.

Today's best, louder applause than when the bride and groom enter.

What the hell is this...

I got two medals with pensions while they were being flushed.

Lifting his head, he saw Estomaon's face smiling bitterly.

Could Estomaon have known about this!?

From behind, he gets pounded on the shoulder with a pong.

"Don't feel bad, Marshal likes to surprise people," he said in a casual voice from the former general standing behind him.

No, no, you're so unattended...

Well, I guess you're useful...

If you know, please contact me in the back beforehand...

Back in my seat at the foot of a funny-fuck, I couldn't even sit up straight with my hips crushed.

But a medal?

It's a great foil for a new American species, but this means it's already completely taken in by the Army Valve, right?

When I looked at Laura as if she were blind, my eyes met.

She moves away from her face awkwardly and says it's pompous.

"Perhaps the story has grown to this point because of the patrol to Grand Frank Rail Road, a transcontinental railroad."

Oh, I see.

Those involved in the great cause that the royal family has shown interest in have not been appreciated (...) So that's a problem.

So long as we find out later and it's a problem, you're saying we've been waiting for you to become your species from the civilian population?

No, it's tight.

I hear the host reading my references without even listening.

The sky is blue, so is my heart.

Only the unclean whiteness of the new suit hurt my eyes asexually.