Maou Reijou no Kyouiku Gakari

I found it.

Discover the back of the person you've been searching for since morning at the end of the hallway.

"Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew."

The person is walking slowly down the hallway with his nose singing in a good mood just saying he doesn't know about my hardship or anything.

"Mr. Eschl!

"Mm-hmm... hello. Good morning."

Speaking with a little more tone from behind, the other side has greeted him with a flamboyant smile no different from yesterday's.

"Good morning...... it's not!

"Oh? Really?

"What the hell is that about yesterday!?

Ask with slight anger.

Sometimes I have to tell the boulder what to say to the boulder, even if it is the student's mother and the employer's wife.

"Yesterday ~?"

"It's no use blurring. It was Mr. Eshl who turned Isna into a man's bath, wasn't it?

I'm not sure how, but I'm pretty sure this guy led Isna to the bathroom last night while I was bathing.

"Oh! Yeah, yeah, yeah"

And I don't have to ask any more questions, so I confess.

There doesn't seem to be any emotions in that face that you think you've done something wrong.

"Why did you do that... It was really hard..."

It was really hard.

I can't leave Isna on the spot falling naked naturally, so I managed to get her to wear clothes so she wouldn't see her naked and then carry her to her room with that completely relaxed body.

"Er... because the teacher says he wants to get along with Isna..."

"Which world do you bathe with and get along with? Do you have a man or woman you've known for a long time..."

"Huh? Me and Darling"

It's a real experience...

"Anyway! There's really nothing you can do if you hate me any more, so please stop being weird!

Reinforce your tone again and stab the nail at this overly runaway mother.

I don't feel like I can't take it back anymore, but I really want you to give me a break for getting any more disturbed.

"Eh, I don't know what I've done."

"I am!

I assure you, staring into the eyes that are going to be sucked in just looking at it.

What is it other than a strange thing for a young man to give his daughter a bath while she is still young?

And for a few seconds or so, Mr. Eschl's mouth slowly opens after his gaze was turned in a half-assed fashion.

"Mm-hmm. Hey, Doctor?

"... what is it?

Not even to respond to my offer, but now they're trying to visit something from the other side.

"You know we're a species called Dreamdemons, right?

"Yeah... that's, of course..."

"What kind of personality race do you think dreamers are?

"What kind of personality race, is it?

If you respond to that word, you may still get caught up in something strange.

There is a mysterious charm in that voice that even though I have such concerns, I reply.

"Yeah, don't hesitate to answer me ~"

I recall many of the literature I read about dreamers in the human world before Mr Eschl said so.

Dreamdemons, demons also known by their gender as Sacubas and Incubus, etc.

Appearing out of nowhere in the middle of the night to the opposite sex, it is also one of the famous demons in many ways in the world of man who is supposedly deprived of his life by disillusioning his mind with words, body and magic that deludes people.

"Sexually run away... with an abusive hobby... if you see a heterosexual person of your choice, you don't care who he is. A race that sets a goal... is it?

I look at that typical woman in front of me and tell her with a little nervousness.

"Ugh, well, yeah. I may be typical of that."

Unsurprisingly, she is smiling feeling well in tune with those words that she uttered because she thought they might make her uncomfortable.

Could it have been a compliment for the dreamer?

"Go on, then. Problem with the teacher. What kind of dreamer do you think I am?

"The scariest dreamer, is it...?

"Yeah, I guess I could say you're the most obnoxious dreamer when you turn to your enemies."

When I think about it in conjunction with my earlier question, the scariest dreamer is nothing more than a fascinating dreamer as a heterosexual.

And the answer is...

"A dreamer like Mr. Eschl, is it...?

The first thing that came to mind was this overly passionate woman in front of me.

I can tell you that few men exist who can show up in the bedroom in the middle of the night and stay sane when this person coexists with a miraculous allocation of young women and adult colorful incense, those two charms that seem contradictory.

Most importantly, I'm already scared that I'm already beginning to be put on that pace when I'm supposed to be here to preach.

To my answer, Mr. Eschl...

"Brrr! Off!"

With that said, I crossed my index finger in front of my face to make a bat mark.

I think I made a mistake, but I don't feel particularly sorry for you.

"I'm glad you think so about me ~. I guess the best part is a little different ~"

"Then... what's the right answer?

"Hmph, you want to know?"

"It's..., well..."

I can put you on the other pace, but it's also sex that makes me want to know that you won't get hurt.

Plus maybe it could be a tip on where to aim in providing guidance to Isna.

"I'm not a dreamer. As the teacher says - most of them are free to run like me - and if they are heterosexual, they will go that way or this way."

Mr. Eschl gestures and starts describing what a dreamer is against me.

"Surely dreamers like that would be scared if they came from humans too. On the contrary, it means you'll soon have feelings."

"Love, is...?

"Yeah, that sentiment is so annoying. When it comes to the magic of our dreamers, the slightest emotion becomes a big gap."

"I see..."

As the name suggests, the magic used by a dreamer is the magic that breaks into the dreams of another person, that is, the original memory.

I don't know the details because there are few operators who exercise the magic of their hands, but I have certainly heard people say that magic that acts on the spirit is susceptible to the mental situation of the operator.

"I mean, the correct answer is ~, the opposite of what the teacher said! Sooo far away, I mean Dominance by a certain person is so super delightful!

A fanciful looking mother unworthy of an educational setting confidently uttered words unworthy of an educational setting.

"Duh, duh...?

"Yeah, dm"

Smile again and repeat that less educationally good word.

"How does that happen...?

"All the way to being pathological towards one particular person. That means that you can be the bearer of a spirit that just ruins its memory and eats without having enough feelings for others to be directed at maggots. If there's such a dreamer... don't you think it's scary?

I think in front of a woman who laughs at Nico and says the opposite of that laugh.

If it is true that the strength of magic acting on the spirit is such that it is dictated by a slight emotion, one might say that the dreamer who does not have it at all is very nasty.

"Isn't that some kind of airborne theory on the desk...?

"Come on, I don't know. Well, at least I can't. I love the darling thing - but even if you tell me to eat my teacher now, my feelings will get in the way."

That's what I'm saying, he's staring at me with a stream.

It was good in Isna, not this mother, who came to the bathroom last night, which made me think a little bit.

But now I know that this mother thinks a lot of things about what she's said and done and what she's done, but the problem lies ahead.

"Ha... I get that... And yesterday... No, what does it have to do with me..."

"Oh, didn't you see that? I want my teacher to raise Isna to be such a dreamer."

"To me, Isna?

"Yeah!"

Mr Eschl answered briefly with the best smile he had seen yesterday.

"No, it educates boulders..."

"Ah! I'm not familiar anymore! Well, Doctor, it's time for me to go home to Darling. I'll see you at exams.

When Mr. Eschl curled up so deliberately to block my words, he ran away with a small wave to the back of the hallway.

"I was wondering if it would be educational..."

As the words disappeared into the void rather than reaching anyone, the stormy mother who suddenly arrived left only a great deal of confusion.