Maou Reijou no Kyouiku Gakari

Lesson 13: Part of the Class

Opposite the place where the garden is located in a position that intersects the mansion, a large square there.

An elliptical relocation with no extra objects like those that have been serviced since the large-scale flame-based magic incineration of parts of the large forest.

It's a few minutes smaller than the school yard that was at the academy, but it's too big for six people, including me.

I said martial arts and magic. This is the place to bring it to for battle-related classes.

"No, it's a beautiful day."

The weather is beautiful and the wind is as good as it sounds and it's a great day for classes outside.

"That's all right, let's do it!

That's what Sun says as he gently stretches as he feels the warmth of the sun.

He wants to beat me up so fast, he can't wait any longer.

And the other sisters are looking a little further away.

Regardless of the two above, except for Sun, it was unexpected that they were getting here properly to Fem.

Does this kid want to see me get hit too, or is he surprisingly serious?

"Um, Doctor... I knew you'd better stop..."

Feea calls out worryingly.

"Hmm? Why not?

"Sun, you're so strong... and I knew the fight was..."

Fighting. So that's how it looks in this kid's eyes?

"I'm fine. This isn't a fight, it's part of the class. It doesn't mean you're going to get hurt badly."

"Feea! Get out of my way! You really don't like human teachers, do you?

"I'm nothing... no..."

Fia tries to immediately deny Sun's words, but it's no wonder this kid thinks so, too. No, normally, I take it for granted.

That's why I have to prove it now.

That the man entrusted with your teacher is surprisingly amazing.

Isna, I'll leave the referee to you.

"Ha!? Why would I have to do that!

"You're the one who said you wanted to see a martial arts class, right?

"... I get it!

After a few seconds of patrolling, Isna reluctantly assumed the role.

I hate to hear what I have to say, but it would have been worse to say no and not have had this story.

"Isna sister! I can do it anytime!

"I'll always be okay, too."

Ready for each other, facing each other.

The distance is roughly 10 Mertres.

I didn't actually see it with this eye, but if Sun's physical abilities were as written in that document, it would be barely equal in time.

"Bye..."

As Isna lifts her hands high as she pleases, Sun lowers herself.

Its thin, tight, four-legged, beastly calf is contracting and swelling.

"Introduction"

At the same time that Isna's hand is waved down, the force that had accumulated in her lower body explodes and she jumps at me in a straight line with a little breeze of speed.

"Fly!!

As expected, Sun's body reaches my sight in an instant.

And he's shaking his right fist up under my chin.

Do not panic and quickly move each moving part to reverse your torso, avoiding that blow.

Wind pressure, as if a small typhoon had passed right through your body, strokes you from neck to head.

I was just saying I was confident in the fight.

If you hit it properly, it's a blow that's not weird enough for a normal person to lose a top from his neck.

If I hit it right.

"Oh, that...?

Sun, who swung empty and greatly disfigured because he took off the blow he thought he had captured completely, has a great deal of confusion in his face.

"The aim is stupid. Too honest. No matter how physically capable you are, it's a treasure rot."

"Ugh! I don't know!"

When Sun recovers his collapsed posture immediately, he now begins to create a large accumulation on his left arm with his right foot axial.

"Slow"

But unlike Sun, who emptied the attack, the leg I shafted when I dodged the earlier attack remains firm without having to rebuild.

From his position as it is, he kicks that axial foot gently and slightly from the side, which had not yet returned sufficiently one step ahead of Sun.

"Wow!"

Then, that leg, exerted by force from an unexpected direction, moved lightly off the ground, and Sun fell toward Ston and the ground, losing the axis that supported his accumulated force.

And struck that ass hard on the ground.

"I just... Why me, cocky..."

Sun is rubbing his hard punched ass without even realizing what happened to him.

"Judge? Isn't that one?

That's what I say to Isna, who is serving as referee.

I don't know the rules in the demonic world, but if you're in a mock fight in the human world, you've got a fight at a time when they grab your butt all that flashy.

If this was a school with a lot of students, a martial arts tournament, etc., Sun would have been mocked.

"Huh? Ah..., huh?

"Oh, come on, you didn't see that?

"No, I was watching... Huh?

Isna is putting her hand on her lips and raising her voice of confusion.

I know perfectly well that I only assumed that I would take Sun's blow and be lightened.

"Yes, nothing now! That's not working at all! One more time!

Stand up for Sun to say so and jump and take the fighting position again.

But what is that word? I've rubbed my butt hard on my back so many times it looks painful.

"Well... if the referee hadn't seen it, we'd have no choice. Isna, we're gonna be watching this next time, okay?

"Yeah..."

Then again, the signal for the start of the match is given.

Moderate the sun running straight in again, pay your feet, and roll over.

"Also, again!

Sun's attacks haven't even plundered me since.

"What's up? I thought you were confident.

"One more time!

Sun just keeps hitting his butt.

"Isn't it time you got tired? You want to stop now?

"Not yet! Not yet!

Such exchanges quickly extended to nearly twenty times.

And...

"Are you satisfied yet?

Finally, he asks as he looks down at Sun, who falls asleep on the ground in a big letter, if he also loses his strength to get up.

"Why... why can't you win..."

He is finally crying while roughing his breath.

I feel a little less popular, but I can't help but grow these kids in a short period of three months.

"Why do you think?

I crouch on the spot, look into Sun's moist eyes and throw the question.

"You... shifted... Otherwise, there's no way I'm gonna lose to a human being..."

Sun says in a trembling voice that allows tears to overflow.

"I hear you're saying, how was your judgment?

"... there was no sign that you had exercised your magic..."

Asking Isna, she said that with a little worry and then dissatisfaction.

If rubbing refers to the strengthening of the body by magic, it's natural because I didn't do anything like that.

"Liar...... Absolutely not..."

"Don't be shy. It's a difference."

"... Riai?... What's that?

I heard that word. Sun wakes up physically and asks me how tall my eyes are.

I have tears in my eyes about how sorry I was to have been taken by a handball in a confident fight.

"From how you move your body to how you move your opponent, to how you move your opponent, you need to use your head more for each and every thing you engage in battle."

"Head...? Head thrust...?

Why does that happen......

Even though you have excellent physical abilities, this is treasure rotting.

"Not at all. I mean, think more. Fight more."

"I'm not good at thinking..."

"I know. But you want to be stronger, right?

"... yeah"

Sun nodded small with a clearly visible expression as he enjoyed tears about to fall.

"All right, then listen to me properly. Then I'll definitely make you stronger."

"Really...?

"True, if only I could do my best to learn."

"Think about it..."

Think about it...

Well, from a classroom attitude, that's a lot of progress.

"Feer, give him Sun's allowance."

"Huh? Ah...... yes!

Fia comes on a small run towards Sun.

"Sun, are you okay?

"Heh heh heh heh. I'm not crying..."

"Huh? Were you crying?

"Chi, no! Not like that! Because I can stand on my own!

Sun stands up on his own, bouncing off Fia's attempts to lend a hand.

I thought you might have suffered an injury somewhere if you repeated all that on the boulder, even though you added your hand, but it doesn't seem so. The boulders are demonic, sturdy.

Okay, so next time...

"All right, Isna. It's your turn next."

I tell that to Isna, who was just staring at me, without playing any part in the referee.