Miss Demon Maid

"I did, I did"

Old castle...... an old room that performs rituals surrounded by stone.

A small magic formation with distortions painted on its floor.

It's like the residence of a gay witch. It's not as if it's a place, a young, little girl.

Is he still about five years old? Purple eyes on silver hair...... The girl, dressed like an aristocrat but wrapped in a slightly old dress, reached for a small slime-like thing that appeared in the magic formation with a full grin and a softly adorable voice.

"Hey, me and..."

Poop... Poop, I gently open my eyes to the cold feeling of touching my cheeks.

I don't know about the ceiling that came to look like the vision I was in - it wasn't a "promise” like that, it was a cloudy sky spreading on one side.

That...? How could I have slept in this place...?

Now if what you feel on your cheeks and back is a soft meadow, there can be accidental sleep due to outdoor openness, but when you look at the bitter, sturdy objects you feel on your back being rusty bicycles, refrigerators, etc., you understand that this is a pile of illegally dumped garbage near the school.

Right...... This is near the school, and I was here to clean the garbage in extracurricular classes.

This place is part of a cliff a few meters from the school side, which was also terrain like a plot of land, and a troubled place like coming from the neighboring city to illegally dump refrigerators and TVs.

That's really annoying...... I don't know about schools that let students clean that up, but I really couldn't help myself because stupid students would throw away more pet bottles and convenience store lunch containers or something.

I don't seriously clean only the people who say that, so in the end, all serious students will eat for it.

…… by the way,

I was... "who”?

"Hey, hey, no..."

"I thought you agreed with Denko."

"Yes, it is."

"... and he's dead?

"Oh no..."

"Hey... let's run away"

"But our squad is suspect..."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"It wasn't the button that pushed me down. No!

"So, but Hina said do it too..."

Ahhh... I just remembered a little bit.

Peach Kupertik still on the cliff (dead language?) I was thrown off a cliff by the noisy girls.

But the voices they hear are all words of their own privacy, and no one can hear an ambulance or infirmary or anything like that.

Is the dropped cliff about five meters high...?

If there was any fine garbage left, it might have been cushioned, but after the cleaning, there's only one big thing left that students can't clean up. In short, I would have fallen from a height above the second floor, head or back to a pile of metal.

Yeah, you're gonna die enough.

Human beings can do half a spin. If they have the height, they die easily.

Even if it falls off my legs, it'll break my bones, and I could stab a rusty, broken bicycle iron pipe or something.

"Ah, it's raining..."

"I knew I'd run..."

"Let's go back to class. If it rains, no one might come looking for it."

"... what if they find you?

"Chi, I pushed it a little bit, and it fell on its own, so the accident."

"... are you leaving?

Pickle, gobble, gobble...

"" "KHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!?

The three of them screamed in unison at the thunder, which rang in good time.

I want to think not because I stood up and climbed a cliff, but because I spoke up. 'Cause isn't it rude to scream just because a classmate called you out?

"Or, Kamihiro!?

Yes, I was. That's my name...... was it? First or last name, though.

The three people who stuck me down looked at me with some guilt and relief...... and plenty of frightened expression.

"... why"

"And you're dead..."

"Blood..."

"Wow... I'm not bad. Yikes!

"Nah, nah, nah, nah"

"Oh, wait,"

The three fled to the school building frightened to death.

"... uh..."

That's some kind of 'I wish I was dead' attitude. These are rude people.

Potty Potty and the rain that was starting to fall grew big and wet my hair.

When I casually touched my hair, a different null feeling than rainwater touched my fingertips, and when I looked at it, it was so wet in blood that it couldn't be a plunder wound.

Oh, I see. You're frightened that you're a regular junior high girl with this.

...........................................................................................................

The sky darkens all at once and massive amounts of rain grains jump over the schoolyard, turning dry soil into dim cloudy mud while you watch.

I was wet anyway, so I washed away the blood paste instead of showering the rain and turned to the women's locker room to get dressed.

I don't do useless imitations like switching to indoor wear in this condition. I walk into the school building with my earthfoot still and travel to the sophomore locker room.

I never even met anyone else for the other grades because they were still in class.

Good in jersey because it was an extracurricular cleaning class. If it was cleaning in a uniform, I'd almost be the wingman to drop out of school in a potato jar.

In the locker room where no one is, I take the little keys out of my pocket.

... I'm getting clearer and clearer memories.

I open my locker without getting lost. Only my locker is a little thin and dirty, so I don't get lost.

Well, it's because I erased the prank writing that was written in the magic, but for better, well, that's something that can do such childish things.... those three.

Remove the sports towel from the locker and untie the three long braids that extend to the chest before carefully wiping the water from the hair.

"... depressing forehead"

Long dark hair dripped to the tip of her nose.

That said, "I” didn't like to be seen in the eyes of others, did it?

It didn't bother me so much because it just hid the eye area without even water, but from the current [me], it's not depressing.

…………

I looked around and found the sewing kit that someone had left just fine and found what you were looking for, even though it was small, and took it.

Jokin...... ugh.

Parallaxed and chopped forehead falls to the floor.

Amateur (I) was only able to cut it into patches, but it's better than who was in front of them.

Let's just get dressed.... I'm glad the water didn't penetrate through to my underwear.

When I quickly change into a less adorable blazer uniform from a public middle school, I try to reflect myself on the look of being prepared for the wall.

"Oh, I looked like this..."

Jiji...... suddenly the lights flash and the light and darkness illuminate me.

Sounds like other personnel, but the appearance showed a girl with glossy dark hair and dark pearl eyes, like a cold [doll] who shrugged off her humane flavor.

Pickle, gobble, gobble...

When the thunder sounded flashing and roaring again, and the lighting fell completely, red eyes were blinking like lights in the darkness.

Land that is neither urban nor rural.

A city adjacent to a city designated by ordinance and facing the national highway, so it's like people just go too far.

Many private houses had old houses with no young families, and even within a 30-minute walk of school attendance in public secondary schools only gathered one class of people for each school year

"... Doctor, you're too late. After that, it's just the home room."

"I think we're prolonging the staff meeting again..."

A weak eyeglass girl - Kiya (Phew) - returns her words to the leaked voice of Ginko (Ginko), a deputy class member.

The silver child with a slightly winning personality and appearance to go with it gave a small sigh of sigh to the words of a friend, recalling his tenure as Old Miss, who tried to make him do and serve, as if he had even fitted into a shitty religion.

But there are also causes in this class that make you do that.

A pair for two years.... I don't care about the pair because they only have one class, because this class didn't have much clumping when they said they were sophomores with only seventeen.

There are eight boys, quite wrapped up in it.

Some other boys are very popular, but the two boys with a slightly arrogant name, Sacred Clothes (because) and Feather King (because), have become leaders and assemblers.

But because of the good looks of those two, there is no wrapping around the nine girls.

Three women are actively involved and in tow with the two boys.

Three of them are watching it and slapping their pussies, doing something harsh and clearing their depression.

Like Ginko or Blow Ya, there are two people who are troublesome and uninterested in perseverance with others.

And one female student being ignored by a girl......

On the surface, women seem friendly.

There are only seventeen "buddies” in an unclassified school year, so much so that they now mostly call each other by their names below, regardless of whether they are boys or girls.

Just one...... out of the ignored female students.

When I was a freshman, the silvers tried to keep the girl alone.

But before I could do that, I didn't know if it was justice or duty, but the two men in the example spoke up.

That led the girls to ignore her by everyone except Silver and Blow Ya.

I don't think that would be a good situation if I tried being silver, but doing so would make it extra difficult for the two boys to move.

One year and six months to graduation and a little more...... I don't want to spend time in a giddy atmosphere with my classes apart in two in a situation where I don't have a change of class. It is true that it is not false to say.

"... you're so sweet."

"Right."

Ginko lightly turns her gaze only to Blower's voice.

Of all the people who had already changed from jerseys to uniforms, only those three girls, who were taking the initiative and being harsh, remained jerseys, whispering as if they were frightened.

With that said, what happened to that one invisible girl...?

(... what was the name under that kid... what was it?

Pickle! Gobble up...

"Yikes!

"Wow."

"Hih."

The lights went out on the lightning that apparently fell pretty close, and several of the class screamed.

………

Rain swinging hard to beat. Breathe and calm with no one in the sky, which gradually increases in darkness.

"Oh, what's wrong?

"Hia!?

"Kha-ha!

"Become!?

One girl's voice sounded quietly from the entrance to the classroom, which was open before she realized it at some point.

"... or Divine White...?

One of the men in the example, the voice of the sacred coat leaks to plunder.

The bewildered sound represented the feelings of everyone who was on the spot.

She...... the reason Shinbai was caught in the eyes like a frustration was because she was the half that drew the blood of the Japanese and Turks.

Face and eye color… Children easily eliminate those who are different from themselves.

No one cares when she grows up, but her originally dear personality made her look down and hide her face when she felt at an early age that she was different from those around her.

Exposing the face she had hidden like that, she had a flamboyant smile that intimidated everything, as if it were a different atmosphere than before.

That's as if, once dead and reborn...

Pickah! Goro goro, doo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo!!

"...... ugh!?

Thunderlights and thunderbolts quenched the students' screams.

Shattered scattered window vitreous. Classroom wrapped in light.

As all the students screamed in fear and confusion, only one - a girl called Divine White - closed her eyes softly, smiling as she realized something after only a moment of surprise in her face.

"It's a success!

"Whoa, whoa, I did it!

"Aww, wow, people (...)"

The students of the School of Magic gave a soothing and joyous voice to the boys and girls who emerged from the giant summoning magic formation (...).

The fifth grade, the final year of the School of Magic...... Among the students studying magic, who will be fifteen this year, the children of the powerful aristocracy call upon the intelligent creatures of the [otherworlds] who will be their [partners] to sign a pact of subordination.

It's part of the class, but it's also a kind of status as a nobleman, showing that the [partner] you summon is more [a magician] than a magician, for them with so much magic that they can handle [magic].

There are many different things that exist when you say [different worlds] in one bite.

Sometimes a phantom beast with powers and intelligence, like the Dragons and Moon Wolves, or [subhuman], like the Elves and Dwarves, who are not in this world, was called.

Those are still better, in some cases monsters like Auga and Troll depending on the year, and the students seemed very nervous, with a thick expression of relief.

Even as they were relieved, they were joyful and excited because it was [the people] who had the same appearance as themselves who were summoned this time.

It seems that the world where people live is dimensionally distant and rarely appears.

Moreover, summoned [people] often gain strong magic, and they are summoned every hundred years, according to legend.

"...... Phew"

There are seventeen students with high magic values who have summoned this year.

Girl with purple eyes in the silver hair with a tough face in it - Sharon exhaled with a tense face as she rubbed her fingers loose holding the wand to the point of turning white.

(Looks like you managed to succeed...)

If we were to fail here, Sharon, who is not good at controlling magic, could have been blamed by everyone. As the daughter of the Marquis, I couldn't have shown any more impotence.

In joy, the students tightened their expressions to nervousness, remembering what to do next.

As I explained earlier [the covenant of subordination], it is forbidden by law to impose a ritual close to a curse that engraves [the imprint of slavery] with sorcery, other than dangerous subjects like criminals and demons.

But few intelligent creatures suddenly summoned from a place of life are “friendly”.

For some are afraid of anxiety, some mourn and grieve, and some are angry and may harm the students who are summoners.

Therefore, not only the students, but also the knights of the kingdom who were sent and waiting to protect the sons and children of senior aristocrats, were nervous.

It was disgraceful for the aristocratic students to say that [the covenant of subordination] would not be used and would not be chosen as an “intelligent race”.

Being aristocrats, they have to show the summoned the benefits of becoming their [partners] and “choose” themselves as the Lord of Service in the year leading up to graduation.

Once that year has passed, the [partners] candidates will be held by the state, and those who were not chosen will lose the opportunity to get [partners] for the rest of their lives.

This time it was summoned boys and girls the same age as the students who are summoners.

They were very confused, frightened of being summoned suddenly, having the same black hair whether they were a single nation or not.

Some of the girls looked like they were going to cry, and some of the students couldn't help but voice themselves as if they felt a little guilty.

Who takes on the role of first speaking up and impressing, but where resentment is likely to concentrate?

In such subtle air as to restrain him, Sharon also exhaled deeply to contain his palpitations, and then searched with his eyes for [people] who seemed to serve himself like this.

It is only once and by law that we can summon more intelligent creatures than the other worlds.

Only for that first time [the bond of the soul] was said to arise, and [the partner] chosen and subordinated at that time, because it maximizes the power of the Lord.

And the stronger the [soul bond], the easier it is to be chosen as the Lord.

…………

But Sharon, who knows it, is anxious.

(... What if no one chose me...)

childhood mistakes. Because Sharon was not the first summons.

In the rising air of tension, Joel, the second prince of the kingdom, one of his students, takes a step forward to set an example to his subordinates - before that, one girl gently walked forward from among the summoned boys and girls.

The aristocratic students are drawn to the girl's atmosphere and breathe.

Exotic beauty with all kinds of blood at the crossroads of the cultural area….

Glossy black hair like obsidian...... Silky fine beautiful skin.

Beautiful Zhu eyes that make you feel the strength of your will......

As she was blinded by its doll-like beauty and forgot to unexpectedly stop even the knights who were supposed to protect the students, the girl passed straight by second prince Joel - quietly as it was, picking the hem of her skirt like a lady in front of Sharon, who was behind her the most, to show her gracefully.

"Nice to meet you, ma'am. Call me Fleuretti.

Moon with a kingdom history of 893 and early autumn.

The story of one clumsy villain warrant lady and a maid from one different world begins.