"... Once upon a time, there was someone who took great care of me. He used to say," Learn and pursue the truth. "I liked studying, too, and thanks to that, I was helpful. So when I was just a teacher, I was bloodier."

"Yeah, is the teacher bloody?

The teacher is a good guy and he seems to be educational enthusiastic, but he doesn't feel like he can afford it and is bloody. I can't really imagine it and laugh a little.

But the teacher kept laughing and laughing.

"But this school only demanded elegance from the nobility, and the statue of the teacher I aspired to was utterly denied. It was rotten. That's when I came to school, and I had a troubled child."

"Problem child......?

Guess who? I also thought that for a while, I get stuck.

"No, I don't care what you think."

"What, it's me!?

Such an out-of-heart. I would say that I am a good student and never a problem child etc... but you were a problem child at all when you were dueling with the royal family early in school or something. Smitty.

"Well, as a result, thanks to you, I remember my original mission as a teacher, and I can do what I want. That's why I'm giving you a little thanks."

"Yes, you were... Uh, you're welcome?

"Hehe. But make more noise."

"No, I'm not causing it by wanting...!?

Within such a conversation, I arrived at what seemed to be my destination.

"Well, this is the room I'm renting. It's a little narrow, but maybe it'll come with your hopes?

Of all the doors that were opened with those words, it did fit my hopes perfectly.

First of all, a sturdy stone space that seems okay to use magic.

Then there is a small room with about a tatami like a water heating room next to the entrance. Looks like we can use water here.

Extremely, the longitudinally long rooms separated the majority from the walls along the way, and the place that became the small room in the back was almost a dead end from the entrance.

"Maybe it was originally used as a room or bedroom. Because of this, the rooms are separated along the way and cannot be used as classrooms. Isn't that perfect for your wickedness?

"Yes!"

"You admitted to being wicked."

"Yes!... No, Chiko, ahem"

The children who were following me entered the room at the same time as they were digging and wandering around the grave in abundance. Master Ivan just runs away and opens the curtains and windows wide.

Morning light slipped into the room, illuminating the stone walls to make it shine.

"This will be our secret base, won't it! Looking forward to it, Fredge!

"Yeah, you're looking forward to it, Ivan!

To Master Ivan's shimmering smile, Master Fredge also waves his tail back with a groaning face. Two innocent people came too cute and clammy.

Subsequently, the compiler trio is happily talking to the three of us in the wake of it.

"Secret base, that sounds lovely!

"Yes! I'm looking forward to your research activities."

"Hehe. If that's done, that or this..."

Next to what Maria and Arthur seem to purely enjoy, Sin mumbles. Completely merchant mode.

The other kids are naughty enough to slip into the room, and they're neat.

The study room at the school library I rented was a space for anyone at once, and the courtyard and so on are public places, so I'm very happy to have this kind of fully-room-like semi-private place.

"Leave the keys unlocked when someone is in the room. Basically, lock the door only when no one is around or when the lights are out"

After making some caveats that way, the teacher waved away with a flinch.

"What shall we begin with, Master Alice?

When Matilda said she was exasperated, Johann looked around the room.

"It's bigger than I thought, but you have very little furniture"

With that in mind, Yulena comes up with a thought face.

"Sure... if you're going to work for roughly twenty people, you need more desks, chairs, more shelves, etc."

Hmm, sure. Sometimes it was an unused room, and even if I looked at it, it seemed like it was only about half the number I needed.

When I put my arms around what was going on, the door made a loud noise behind me and opened.

"Trouble, Miss Alice! I saw my turn soon!!

"Senior Dav!?

What a breathless appearance it was of the Metro brothers Dav boy.

"How did you get here?

"Nah, because when I was walking in the school building, I smelled Miss Alice when I was excited! Let's see if there's been any progress."

"Weird way to put it. Nah!! What is that smell when you get excited, are you serious pervert?!?

Brother Ville running from behind teases me of the dynamic jumping kick of anger, and Dav boy blows up.

"To, smell...? Did I smell something?

Even though it worries me, Master Ivan and Mr. Fredge denied it to me with all their might.

"No, sir. No! We beasts can smell their emotions... and feel a little bit in the air."

"Yes! And when you stick to Alice, you always smell sweet and sweet."

"Ivan......? I won't let you say any more...?

Master Fredge, wrapped in a dark smile, silences Master Ivan.

Well, you don't have to be that angry to be that angry about the smell topic.

After such a thorough grate, Brother Ville, who was still a little pretty, came puffing and was hugged as he was.

"Totally. This is it if you rush after Dav because all of a sudden he gets excited. I'm sorry, Alice, you suddenly made me sick to say that..."

"Oh, no... even when I say smell, it seems to mean the unique sensation of the beast man"

"That's okay, I don't have to... Huh! And Alice always smells so floral that she wants to feel it forever."

I'm so sorry, I didn't like what your brother said while being held still, feeling very slightly out to follow... I put it away without touching it.

And for one thing, report that this has become one of the hubs of activity.

Then the duv boy, who was sinking, got up gabbling.

"Wonderful! Let's get the equipment ready!

"I agree with that, because I'm going to let Mr. Brave report on what I just said with all my narratives"

"Ugh, that's all..."

Brother Ville looked at me all the time, a davy boy with his tail rounded and soggy.

Apparently, Brother Ville decided to hold the reins on his behalf in the form of a report to Mr. Brave.