Overlimit Skill Holder

Ha, I was about to hear a bell from a class speaker announcing the start of the class.

Huh?

What the hell is going on? I'm sure I'm from Lake Blanstock... uh, what is it?

"Have you studied?"

"What happened today?"

It's a quiz.

"--uhh"

I can hear such a voice and it stings.

Nostalgic —— lined desks, uniforms, blackboards.

This was the classroom I went to. [M]

"Stand up ---"

I stood up to the class councillor's voice, mechanically lowered my head and noticed.

"Today is a quiz, as I told you last week."

"Buho!?"

I'm on the stage.

"Non-san!? What are you doing!?"

Mr. Non, wearing a dark suit, which was not his usual monk's clothes, was clearly visible, that is to say, where he would come out and retreat, and was clearly poisonous to his eyes.

"What's the matter, Mr. Reggie?"

"Ah, eh, ah--"

No, what am I saying?

Dr. Non (...) is a teacher in social studies.

"I'm sorry... it's nothing"

Sweat sprays out from my face due to shame.Hey, Reggie, you like Doctor Nonchan too much ~, and there's a laugh all around you.

I sat on the chair and received a print from the front. [M]

Quiz.

That's right, quiz.

I don't know, but I take a quiz. [M]

I feel like I have to.

I feel the mysterious power is working.

Yikes

Fufufu, but I'm good at studying.

Come and get me!

"Current affairs"

... hmm?

"Prime Minister Shinzo Abe resigned for the longest total of 3188 days in his life, but what was the full name of the next Prime Minister?"

Nnnhh!?

No, wait a minute!? I don't know about this!

I mean, Prime Minister Abe resigned!? Who's next?? I want to know!

The COVID-19 epidemic is raging...

Nnnhh!? What's with that new disease!

(Ah, no...)

Japan seems to have gone a long way while I was in another world. [M]

(--but...)

I got it in another world. [M]

Strength.

(I have [Mora Magnificent]!)

I feel that my talent is breathing into my body.

I release that power. [M]

(Tell me, [Mora Magnificent]!!)

Paper. Vegetable paper. Ink. According to chemical synthesis.Burn ink. Oily. Vegetable paper. Pulp ingredients...

…………

That's right.

[Mori Luo Vientiane] was such a force...

I spent my quiz time like a frozen statue.

Health room

Damn it, it was always the same student who opened the door violently.

Ugh. Come on, Minnow.

It's you, isn't it?

Mino, the head of the infirmary, who was folding the sleeves of his white coat and sewing the hem inside, cleverly lowered his small body from the chair and arm it.

"Lycra! You fought again!?"

It was the beast who came here almost every day.

As he squeezed his blessed body into the school uniform, he showed his left arm.

"Hey, I'm hurt."

What did you get hurt for?

"I got it."

"Huh? It's impossible for a beast to fall and get hurt."

"Didn't you study that you shouldn't be racist? Healthhouse Sense"

"Just say it in a very cheerful way."

While mumbling, Lycra sat on the chair with a small smile as she saw the minnow starting to prepare for treatment.

Well, you didn't hurt them, did you?

"It's over by throwing and rolling.I taught you the difference in ability-- "

"Look, we had a fight!"

"Duh, duh, duh, duh! Introductory interrogation!"

"Absolutely... I don't know why I keep fighting.Come on, open your wound. "

"... oh"

While regretting taking one, Lyquila gave out her left hand with reluctance.

There is a scratch around the elbow.

Minnow seeps liquid from the medicine bottle into the gauze.

"... wait a minute, Mino. What is that suspicious green liquid?"

"Kizugus Ridabena"

"Damn, you've made another suspicious medicine!?"

Lycra pulls her arms in haste.

"Don't experiment with me!"

"Dive Job, Dive Job, Kowakunai"

"Just disinfect me!"

"Freshness is life!I thought Lycra was coming today!If this works, it will be a breakthrough for private treatment..... "

"It's an experiment after all!?"

"Say something precious!"

"Oh... that's it.I still can't get married because I can't fix it. "

"Hah!? I'm not married and I can't do it!?"

The infirmary where you two talk together.

…………

The principal, who was eager to go through the hallway outside, stopped after worrying whether he should be careful.

"... it's good to be healthy."

She strolls through her thinning forehead.

"Maybe...."

Principal Dantes' struggles are endless.