Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I’m Too Busy Mastering Magic!

"Meh, meh, meh!!

"Please, Mr. Alice. Just a little, just a little!

"Absolutely not"

"Hey Moffmoff......"

"No."

I was pressing questions with Dr. Garcia in front of the abandoned tower this afternoon.

A lot has happened since the day of astronomical observation.

From everyone nearby who has stormed the abandoned tower, he asks, "Why is Alice injured?!?" "Why are you doing this!?" After Abel, who was in a stubborn questioning attack, ran out of so much perseverance and left everyone alone outside the tower.

Prince Ire and Gabriella, who caused all that trouble, had no movement whatsoever.

Mr. Abel was telling me about it that day.

"They're that inedible prince, now you don't have to worry," he said.

He didn't tell me why, but even though he was wary of war for a while, he really didn't have anything.

Rather, I can tell you that it was harder to cure the roughness of the neighbors who found out that Gabriella had wounded me.

Johann and Nicholas apparently couldn't have dinner for a while regretting that they didn't even force me to follow them.

Matilda and Yulena, on the contrary, "I will make the same wound on that woman..." she stopped in a hurry as she began to grind the blade. But when I heard the story, he deeply regretted taking the initiative to make me act alone, crying out the moment he opened his mouth.

I couldn't help but look away for a while as I grind out the blade for regret and anger spearheads again, even though it was my decision not to feel responsible.

Though Brother Ville did not meet on patrol on campus, he was so shocked that he was about to snap his neck that he suddenly lost himself for a while, and vice versa, in such a way that this one would nurse.

Brother Orlis' reaction was... I decided not to recall it because I was scared.

I'm not nearby in the first place, but Brother Orlis is totally in guardianship mode against me these days. I'm so happy, but I'm sorry I bothered you every time I soften you up.

Anyway, like that, I ran off to forgive my wild body.

The wound is no big deal against the appearance of bleeding. The fact that it is a young body is also noticeable, perhaps leaving little scratch.

I didn't report it to my teachers or my parents because it would be quite a big deal for Warcraft and Mr. Abel to get involved as well.... though my apologies and anxieties swell with more secrets.

That's more than a month after the day of astronomical observation, now that it's completely spring.

Turning back to the push question with Dr. Garcia here, well, it's the situation as it is.

In short, Dr. Garcia, whose obsession with warcraft is too great, found out that he has warcraft here.

I was seriously surprised because I was suddenly visited with no tips. Sure, I was going to draw you on my side... but I was going to try to figure it out a little later.

Besides, the history of my visit is too awesome.

The sixth sense of "I felt there was a warcraft over there" prompted me to follow the feathers of Tofer, almost no different from the animals, and the traces of a slight walk in Ilyove, from there on out. I didn't think you were that close, Dr. Animal.

That's why I came before this one was ready to accept.

"Dr. Garcia, again?"

"Dr. Ray!

I hear a beautiful voice and Dr. Garcia's body tightens.

"Look, I'm going to get my students in trouble. Shall we go back to school?

Dr. Ray grinned and wrapped his arm around Dr. Garcia's arm.

Shh, wow. It totally looks that way.

An old British film actor and a beautiful red carpet woman. Except the old movie actor is blue and confused.

Dr. Garcia, for some reason, doesn't like Dr. Ray.

"Okay! Okay, so let me go, Dr. Ray......!

Dr. Garcia, who waxed out, looked at me and the abandoned tower in such a shame that he fled back.

Dr. Ray, who dropped that off, whines in the voice of an unusual man after hitting him earlier.

"I thought you knew that grandfather, he was a man about me...?

"Hmm, what do you think? Dr. Ray looks like a perfect woman."

"That's right. Well, it's not convincing for the first guy to tell you..."

It can be seen with the eyes of a jito. No, I had to know in my previous life, I probably didn't know.

"In my case, it's a no-count because I'm watching you solve the disguise as funny as possible. Otherwise, I don't know."

"I wonder. Damn, the sin of losing my confidence is heavy..."

She never likes women's clothing and does it, but she says she's confident in skill and ability.

Dr. Ray, with his lips pointed, said I'd be back at school, too, then.

That's what I say and I walk out, but I look back.

"So, when can I come in here?

It is the abandoned tower that the smiling teacher pointed at with a beautiful red nail.

"So that's when the teacher told me the real secret."

Interact like that.

Yes, I still didn't trust Dr. Ray perfectly.

There are two reasons.

The first is that the teacher doesn't tell us the "reason" of the woman's dress itself.

"It was actually just a hobby," if you don't know the breakdown of this. (That's dismissal or arrest)

In short, only this secret is going to be leaked.

So although I've lightly explained what kind of research you're doing, I haven't shown you any real stuff.

Another reason is because Brother Ville and Brother Orlis disagree. More precisely, Brother Orlis strongly disagrees.

The reason for this is, after all, that "I became a teacher on the recommendation of former school director Reigatos". He said he really can't be trusted perfectly by not being able to hear more about what's going on around here. And Dr. Ray was silent when he heard about this.

Brother Orlis, in particular, is concerned that he was probably hampered by the Dean of Mystico's college himself. Indeed, those in power with a strong lamina color are extreme and terrifying to do. If you hear that recommendation, you should be vigilant.

"It's a tough thing. Well, I'll wait for temperament because it sounds interesting... I'll let you help me make sure I can trust you."

"Ugh. If you could give me a secret breakdown, I could invite you now, right?

"I can't do that"

"Why not?

"... in the first place, this common name/abandoned tower... one of the material towers, this is the property of the school, not yours, is it? Occasionally, I think there are other teachers and school director servants in there."

"That's right. So, are you coming in now? … that will be clear."

smile. Buckwheat.

After smiling at each other, he said, "Oh, my God." The teacher left.

Why is it breaking for me? I apologized in my brain to my adult teacher, I'm sorry.

After a routine offensive, I ascend the stairs of the abandoned tower with exasperation.

This tower is, indeed, one of the school's material towers, as the teacher put it. Materials storage.

The basement is equipped for winter, as well as emergency food that can be stored at room temperature.

Upstairs and third floors are also equipped with rarely used types of equipment that should only be used once every few years.

The fourth and fifth floors above it are not entirely in use, dusty and spider nested. I guess it's called the abandoned tower around here and because of its seemingly ruined antiquity.

When I go up to the sixth floor, I go out into a small room with nothing. This is certainly not the only room on the top floor.

There's a wall of illusion in the corner of that little room.

Until now, it's been a defenseless state for anyone to go through. Stand in front of it and touch it.

Then the cold, hard touch returned. Yeah, it's well illusioned.

"" The road to gold, thoughts, lamps are useless. Move the chain between the bundles of stone fires. "

The moment I put my hand on the wall and uttered the euphemism to whisper, the wall in front of me disappears.

It's the lab that spreads there.

"Good mood, Abel."

"Oh."

Abel, who looked at this one and nodded back to greet me, was sitting at his work desk doing his writing.

Ms. Abel has recently fallen prey to collecting records of humanities that the Warcraft can understand.

By its side Hadir lay to sleep and was gracefully generous.

"Haddie ~ ♡"

My Love ♡ and I whispered love and jumped on a rich golden fur and buried my whole body, and I got a huge stretch of kuru.

They're not spoiling me today, but it seems to be OK day to moff. It's cute, too, Haddie.

Grabbing the collar of his clothes and lifting him like a cat child as he was sweetening up to Haddie in total disregard of Abel, who looked at him with a frightened eye.

"Fugu."

"Totally. Go home if you just want to play"

"Er. Mr. Abel, aren't you pretending a lot when I'm not around?

"You're not..."

I had another headache pose. I wonder why you like this pose when you're handsome.

Running away from that hand and trying to stick to Hadi again, Hadi, who escaped loosely due to his unthinkable suppleness from that giant, went to the roof.

"Oh..."

"That's a cat family, too. You're gonna hate being persistent."

Too much for Abel's advice, but just put a scratch in there.

"You read the book on how to keep a cat?

……

Silence is eloquent.

I almost laughed at Mr. Abel, who didn't gaze at me, while I left him there without touching any more.

Anyway, it's a good thing you're willing to do something.

You must have realized you were sending a raw, warm gaze that way. Mr. Abel stared at me.

"... I told you to stop looking at that"

"What's that gaze?

"You know. Don't listen back."

Sniffled and stroked my head, Mr. Abel turned away and went back to writing the record.

Since the "astronomical observation" incident, Mr. Abel has become reluctant for me to behave like a "guardian".

No, I might be overstating that I don't like it. When you sense the signs, you try to stop them.

Of course, I wish I didn't have to do that myself. Now that you've been clear, I know you don't like to be treated like a child by younger people.

We have a reciprocal relationship as friends.

Still, it's either conditional reflexes or there's no other way to make me happy with Mr. Abel's positive change.

The disturbing tranquillity between Prince Ire and Gabriella is horrible, and I am often concerned about the state of Prince Aguilesta, which seems to have a translation...

"What shall we do today"

While I remained interested, angry, and happy with my words like that.

Spring of my second year passed.