Reborn as the Hero’s Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More! (WN)

An escorting blonde boy - I came to the chairman's office at the High School of Magic, Metosella.

Originally an Auga den, it is now considerably shorter, and the corners are of insignificant size.

Her dark-colored skin grew white, her hair grew, and Sarah's blonde hair combined to give her a good appearance as a beautiful white boy.

Ast, Toto Hastar God's education, and his ability as a deacon is also high. It is the perfect choice for this mission.

It stands out to him because I am escorted at first sight.

Even in the hallway, the attention was unusually high. I've taken my eyelids off to be somewhat more loving, but it's out of calculation to stand out so far... no, the very fact that Den was going so far into beauty is out of calculation.

He comes to the front of the president's office, and Deng knocks on the door four times instead of me, waiting for a response from inside.

"Who is it?

"My name is Nicole and I will be transferring to our school as of today. I'm here to greet the president of the board."

"Oh, I'm listening. Get in."

A voice returned to me that was as moist and polite as possible, giving me the impression of being transgressive somewhere.

It may also be natural because he is the most powerful president in this college.

By the way, perhaps the best in power is Cain Methusela-Remek.

(i) I am a student, but given the position of the Duke's eldest son and the power of gold if black rumors were true, it would slightly outweigh the president of the board.

"Excuse me."

Deng waits for permission, then opens the door, and I follow that escort inside.

Unlike that in Maxwell's room, the interior of the office was beautifully decorated everywhere.

I get the impression that I thought the famous painter had painted and that I stopped by some authority, such as paintings and luxurious full-body armor decorated by the entrance.

To be honest, it's a bad taste.

It is one of the courtesies of a lady called Cartesy, who does not even give such thoughts a bite, walks up to the desk at the window, gently breaks her knees and gives her a compliment.

Perfect courtesy, a knowledge gained in Maxwell's education and completed in Retina's Spartan education.

"I'll see you first. My name is Nicole, daughter of Lyell and Maria. We do not receive the Noble No. Therefore, we do not have a surname. This is my associate Deng."

"Oh, I'm Jack Olson, chairman of this school board. I hear about you. [M] I hear you made a name for yourself in Berito."

"Is this about the riot? No, I just desperately tried to stop it."

I lay down my gaze and try to keep my eyes out of sight as much as possible. I was so humble.

This is because Deng insisted that 'in order to make a good first impression, you should use the power of the demonic eye'.

If you do go undercover, it's more convenient to be liked by the surroundings. But my eyes are too strong for that effect.

Even if you just say what you want lightly, you can twist the person's thoughts and force them to act.

You felt something suspicious about my attitude, and there were signs Principal Olson frowned upon.

I was just wondering if I'd done too much, and when I tried to look up, Den interrupted the conversation.

"Excuse me. Dear President, forgive the disrespect of interrupting the conversation."

"Hmm, what?

"Lady Nicole, as you can see, has weak right eyes and thin pigments. Because of this, the light of day can be poisonous, so I need permission to wear this eyelid."

"Oh, my God, is that so? But why didn't you wear it from the beginning?

"It's not like there's a scratch, it's rude to hide your face from the first person you meet, but it's also because of the lady's intention"

"Hum, is that what you think?"

It is precisely a small piece of work just to improve my first impression.

But you don't have to be honest with me about it. Let's just say we leave this place to Den's driving.

Then Deng started talking to the board chairman about my strengths.

How merciful, beautiful, honest in its heart. To be honest, it embarrasses me more to listen.

"De, den, that's about it already..."

I blushed and stopped. The figure would have looked like a grown lady herself, as it was something with her hands on her thighs and elbows.

President Olson now also looks slightly blushed.

"Excuse me. Then take this, Master Nicole."

That said, Deng turned my face slightly upwards and put my eyelids on.

Though my ex-oga Den has gotten smaller, he's a little taller than me. Will there be about one hundred and sixty centimeters now?

That's why I needed to look up a little when I asked him to touch my face.

The fingers, which were martial bones, become completely delicate, and after putting on my eyelids, I try to stroke my face to get my hair done.

The feeling tickles, and I leak out my exhaling voice.

"Huh..."

"Gentlemen, I urge you not to do that in school."

"No?

"The good word is to do it in the dorm room. Not at all, a hero's daughter is a mundane thing."

"Shishi and disrespectful!? Deng is a squire, and that's not the relationship!

"Really? All I could see was that."

"Dear President, Excuse me, but me and Lady Nicole can't make up for it. Nicole, it's a matter of honor for your daughter, so I was wondering if you wouldn't mind taking such a misunderstanding out of your mouth."

"Hmm... it's certainly a hassle to buy Lord Lyell or Lord Maria's unhappiness"

"Yes, I hope you understand that way"

Then the president told us what we needed and we finally made our way to the dorm.

I was supposed to head to the classroom, but I started by organizing the room.

Though it's a short-term undercover operation, it's a place where you'll spend more than a few days. It will need to be somewhat in place.