Miss Demon Maid

From the classroom where most of the students have already gathered, to the middle school group in the same uniform as well as the students at the college, I look at the lovely lady with a surprising gaze.

Originally, she was a beautiful young lady, just a little bit in good health and beauty.

"Lady Sharon is as beautiful as a goddess, filled with light all over the earth,"

"Letty, what are you running at?!?

A lady rushes to block my mouth with those adorable tricks. I was whispering, but that's right, lady, you're sensitive because you're not used to being praised. It's Uncle Sasu.

Hi, when it comes to the lady, it's in Fleuretti where the truth leaks.

"... no, I'm really surprised too. You're the real Sharon now, aren't you? Really... beautiful..."

"... Ah,... that,... thank you..."

The lady also dyed her face red and thanked Joel for her words as if her eyes had changed completely.

"... (Letty)"

A lady groans bossly at me, sitting one step back, and turns her gaze just a little resentful. Well, I knew that would happen, because I hadn't shown my lady the mirror in the morning. (Guess face)

Still, there are different sights that can be directed at the lady.

Those who are honestly impressed. If you are a tourist. Those who are simply surprised. Those who stare abominably......

That is simply not enough to determine your daughter's enemy and allies, but it is a guide.

Did Master Joel just say half impressed, half tourist? With that said, you were nominally a fiancée candidate.

You've never even bothered to be busy before, but this one, he's a jerk.

Thanks to those words on the detour in a place like this, it seems to me that the gaze that can be directed at the ladies from the women's ranks is tightening.

"Sharon, later if you like..."

"Uh..."

"You guys, don't get in your seats. I'll start the class."

When Master Joel was about to say something, Dr. Erik, who was just here, calmed the place down. Hey? You noticed me and said something. I do.

"Mr. Fraretty... what about your uniform?

The change of Sharon, the Marquis, was favourably received, whatever the difference in degree. Sharon had originally been alienated because, to be honest, he was “not sure”.

Being Prince Joel's fiancée candidate, he was getting jealousy from the ladies.

But Sharon is only one of the five candidates, and the other warrants are not alienated.

Sharon, who would be noble, asked others to do so as well.

But it is much smaller, and if it is aristocratic, it has possession. And it is odd that Sharon is the only one to be blamed, since he is also in a position to be an example and mentor to those below him if he is an upper class or senior aristocrat in the college.

While a senior aristocrat, Sharon is naive in his control of magic.

This is due to the family environment, not to mention the table, but if you are a senior nobleman, there are many who have heard the rumors, and there are quite a few whose parents have sympathy for Sharon.

Sharon's eyes are tight, I'm staring.

There's nothing we can do about heredity, and strong eyesight would be an indication of the strength of the will. Anyway, if you're a young child, there's no way an adult aristocrat can figure that out.

Including them all, I feel like I would hate them or understand them, but on second thought, those who fit into them all and dislike Sharon are called jealous, incompetent, neglectful of aristocratic situations, looking down on others, helpless and timid children.

Besides, those who said that, for the most part, the market is set to be big. That's because nature and voice are louder to push through the wrong things.

Because those who said so had taken the initiative to alienate Sharon, such “air” had been created. The others were just let into the air and alienated Sharon for no particular reason.

But it is not easy to break down stereotypes that have solidified more than it did at an early age.

But here came some “cuts” that broke the fixed concept.

The summons revealed many of his contemporaries who did not know Sharon.

They are not young children, they have age-old values and moral values.

Sharon had a hard time talking to me by herself, and I had a partner first.

The partner was not… "normal”.

Due to the partner's proposal, "Young Men Are Vulnerable to Girls With Big Tits Anyway," the young onset boys were lightly removed from the stereotype.

But some people don't feel good about it.

Of course, the cowardly child I mentioned earlier, who looks down on others who are jealous and incompetent and neglectful of circumstances, but there are others.

Those are the [heroines] who know the circumstances of the [maiden game].

Due to the elaborate nature of the game, the conversation is random, but Sharon, who is involved as one of the [villain's warrants] on various occasions, was the person needed to raise the profile of the attacker.

So Sharon doesn't have to be a "class hater."

"Uh... Mr. Fleuretti? Nice to meet you next door."

Today's class will review the foundations of witchcraft for junior high school students who participate in the class for the first time, and will teach junior high school students who do not know how to do so with the support of college students. I said, blah, blah, blah. It's a "group meeting."

As a result, it was divided into small groups of four to five people, so very unwilling, but separated from the lady.

I'm very worried about the lady with the botched temperament.

"Yes, thank you"

"Please feel free to call me Clarice"

College students, Miss Clarice smiles tenderly as she rocks her fluffy blonde hair.

You're very cute. It's like the "heroine” of a girl cartoon. It was an atmosphere where I could easily talk to anyone, and impressively, Miss Sharon and I were the opposite.

Others include one male student from the college and one female student from the middle school group.

"I'm a cozimo, you get nervous when you're surrounded by all these beautiful women. Come on, Mr. Ginko, take this seat."

"... Yes"

Yes, I remembered that, didn't I, Mr. Ginko? You're surprised at me. Your gaze is stunning, but I'm not glad you're looking at me like that other than the lady.

Looking like a woman (biased) Mr. Cozimo doesn't have to worry about it in particular because he's desperate to treat Mr. Ginko and try to dictate it.

There is no problem because Master Clarice smiled and bought me a facilitator to get out.

"It's the foundation of witchcraft, but knowing the historical stuff of witchcraft would deepen your stomach, but did you hear the historical stuff?

"No, refreshing"

"... Kanbai-san, we taught last week alone.... you didn't come though"

"Oh, really?"

I wasn't interested because the lady thing comes first.

"Don't worry about me. Please start. I'll read it later, too."

"Really? Let's start with [ignition] magic."

Apparently I'm going to try [life magic]. It is a convenient system that lights as much fire as a lighter or puts water in a pan.

They say magic and magic are very different, but it seems to be [magic] that they are analyzed and utilized by spells, magic formations, etc., and that whoever uses them will have the same effect, which makes a difference in the effect depending on the sensation of the operator.

Magic, magic, they say, gives direction to magic by powerful words, but those words are very similar to the language we used in that dark world.

First of all, Miss Clarice and Corgimo showed us the amateurs in practice.

"'Ignition'... Way out"

Although Mr. Ginko could have used [ignition] magic without any problems.

"Ignition"

When I rubbed the pencils together at high speed and set them on fire, there was subtle air.

"... it's not like magic"

If the results are the same, it's good.

Apparently, to me, the magic of this world doesn't work.

I don't care about that, but is the lady okay?

When you turn your gaze to chirali, you're stunningly isolated among the group of five. Looks like we've been lucky enough to be a group of only women, one female student at the college and three middle school students are blatantly ignoring the lady.

... Those featherworms are going to make something of themselves.

"Um... Mr. Fleuretti. I know you're worried about Master Sharon, but would you look at me too...?

Returning her gaze to that voice, Miss Clarice was looking at me with a meaningful gaze.

"Do I still have a chance to be your [partner], too? If it's good, next time,"

Zugang!!

A [oak killer] that I threw with a snap on my wrist pierces the other wall through between the fifty centimeters of a college girl and a lady.

A moment of silence. Taking advantage of that moment to get up, I picked the long skirt hem and bowed my head to everyone who was solidifying.

"Excuse me. There was a bug"

It was true Death that there were bugs. There was also a big “feather worm," because that was what tried to throw a worm carcass in the lady's hair.

Back in my seat I smile nicely at those at the same table who are still stiff.

"I also apologize to Master Clarice. Well, what were you saying?

"... no, nothing"

Miss Clarice's face is badly colored. Is it anemic?

"Letty, you can't do that anymore."

"Yes, ma'am"

The lady who scolds her sister is adorable.

After that, Dr. Erik scolded me and nearly confiscated [Oak Killer], but since Dr. Erik couldn't lift the Toge stick, I was going to submit a reflection.

Men are poor these days, aren't they? However, it's just a little heavier than the lady.

"... Letty. Haven't you thought of anything weird again?

"The lady's chest looks very heavy, but you float in the bath"

"Doesn't matter now. WHAT!?

It's really weird.

Such a lady, who is easily deluded and turns bright red, is kindly escorted to the faculty room.

"Reflections, that's a hassle"

"If that's all about reflection, it's lighter. Anyway, the Counts had better white eyes."

Still, the light tone of the lady must have been how harassed she was by that warrant from time to time. I should have crushed it.

The rest of the girls also have no problem with Miss Hina and her delightful companions.

Sure, a girl named Denko and Button was about to eat and hang on me, but Miss Hina, with her face bright blue, was stopping her in desperate shape.

Really...... glad you don't have any sequelae.

Reward you later and prescribe you just a little “drug” while you sleep.

"Eh,"

On the way down the hallway of the college, the lady's face only stretched for a moment.

"Miss Sharon?

What happened and when the lady turned her gaze toward the one she was looking at, a boy with one girl and one maid looked a little surprised when she saw the lady.

"... sister"

"... Yoan"

I see you're the brother of Miss Sharon, one of your parents' garbage scumbags.