Muimui-tan

- One...

"Oh, you look so cute."

Sort of. Well, I don't feel bad about being complimented on your appearance.

"Which child is this?"

I'm Noalj now. So who are you people?

"Media, you have to name us first."

"That's right, it makes sense."

What are these two?

"I'm Danson, one of the advanced classes with a private room, called Danson of Light."

Mr. Danson scratched up his forehead, saying so. Heh.

"I have an advanced class private room, just like the media, Danson. It's called the dirt media."

Do I have a private room or do I have to say my attributes? Hmm. Well, let me introduce myself, too.

"I'm Noalj. Ungraded, private room, water, wind, gold, dark Noalj."

My words caught the mouth of a girl called Danson.

"Oh, that's..."

A girl named Media pulls Danson's sleeve.

"Hey, Danson. I'm sure she's just as sorry as her breasts are."

Breasts? My breasts are filled with dreams and hope.

"Mr. Noalzy, when I joined this college, there were quite a few kids who tried to make themselves look big. So did Kaku himself, right? You're so cute, you shouldn't look too good."

Danson, a beauty in men's clothes, left behind such a thing and left with the puffy, puffy media. Did you go for some kind of lecture? So, no, no, now, this time will be in lecture, so they skip? Or were you even studying on your own in the big library? Really, you're pompous to me.

Well, whatever, I've had some weird encounters, but do you want to go back to your room? It's only a waste of time to get lectures now, or to sit in front of a big library you can't get in.

- Two...

"Oh, it's been a while. We're all done eating, what's going on at this hour? I guess I'm too hungry to stand it. You're in pretty shape enough. The court tells me that thinner looks better, but even if you can't do that and have a body like North..."

The silent witch Grandma Liddy keeps talking. I'm here to negotiate if I can't grab a meal in my own room... long story! I don't know what happened in court.

"I'm sorry. Wouldn't it be possible to eat in your own room?

"That's not impressive. Everyone will be in the dorm. There are no advanced, intermediate, or inferior. Sharing one time together creates a sense of union that you are students of St. Cecilia's School of Magic, and that slows down, yes, the edge that lasts even after you graduate..."

No, no, no, no, no, no. I'm listening more than half, right to left, but really, I don't think it's worth it. I don't know, you want to use magic that silences them or something. No silence, no silence, no magic like that? No!

"I'm sorry. I'm weak, so it's hard."

Yes, my body is weak for times like this.

"Alas, speaking of which, I wonder if Artemisia would have heard of such a thing. Right. That's something you can't help. Okay, let's get you something to eat in your room."

Oh, well. I mean, well, as a result of the negotiations, you can eat in your room now, right?

Well, does this solve the dietary problem? To some extent, meals in between will also be manageable with this as we return to headquarters on Monday to replenish.

... Ha, I'm tired.

- Three...

For one day only, I tried to attend a lecture by the court magician. No, because you're a court magician, court magician! It's of great interest to teach elementary magic!

Apprentice other students and wait for the court magician to come about the seat.

It was the old woman with the cane who showed up. Oh, you're an old man. It is disappointing even though I subtly expected that an amazing young child would come and not even be a targeted development for students to lick.

"Oh, that's the first face I've seen today... hmm?

Grandma, the court magician, looked at this one, and for a moment, she looked surprised.

"No, it's your fault. Different taste."

Mm-hmm. Something tells me you're being rude. I guess you couldn't see my qualities, because, well, it's a minute-body thing. Yeah, I can't help it, I can't help it.

"I'm giving a lecture today on magic spells"

The old woman's lecture began.

When the content was summarized briefly, it needed the accuracy of the spell to activate the magic correctly. Uh-huh. Me, just like my skills, I'm activating magic in a way that feels like a pong, and you need a spell to activate magic? No, no, you don't need it. My little girl from the Nahan Forest said that magical activation is important. You don't need a spell if you can imagine it, do you?

Um, it should be, I guess I can trust the words of the court demon conductor more than the words of the country guild little girl, but somehow, I feel the court demon conductor is more wrong. 'Cause if you say you need a spell, I can't explain it right now.

Still, after the lecture, it was easy to understand the girls who were lecturing around me the same way, they were discussing wanting to take the next lecture as well. Oh, well. And you don't talk to anyone about me.

I'm me.

As a result of, well, this kept pulling cages, too?

... I don't know what else to do.