Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

"Uh... what do you mean?

after-school rooms.

I pinched my desk and faced my junior Yi properly.

On the desk, a simple envelope is placed that only says' Retreat Notice 'in Yi's unique round text.

"... no more, we thought we'd quit this club."

Yi says that the bat looks bad and he snaps his hair tip with his index finger.

"No, no! This club, it's just me and you! I managed to get my teacher to bow his head and put the scrap on hold... so, let's go hard next year... that's what we were about to talk about. Mainly in me."

I was determined, but you weren't talking.

It was self-contained. It's my bad habit.

"Blah blah blah, you say you didn't think it was such a bee so far... 'cause you're from the Black Magic Research Department, right? Absolutely. You don't think we're just gonna get together and waste more? That's what Sempai said before we came in, right? This is already an area of fraud, isn't it? Cooling off will work. The Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare is on our side."

Yi, as she says, points to our bookshelf.

Suspicious books taken from overseas by me and my senior Mr. Mountain are tightly packed.

As a result, Mr. Mountain withdrew about the first month to study for the exam.

"You're not a bee. 'Cause, you know, there's no national convention or anything."

In the meantime, I'll tap a light mouth.

Persuasion comes after taking away the heavy air.

If you take it to the shattered atmosphere here, hey, so I delude you.

"No, it's a bee, bee. In the Black Magic Research Department, bees appear dangerous with bees. The original of an unexpected religion. The school side should have taken the initiative and crushed it."

After the mess went through, I moved on to the accusations of the specific department.

No. This kid is totally gonna stop.

"I've been sloppy for almost a year now. I wonder if it's an eagle..."

Unlike a magic addict like me, this kid is even healthy.

He also has very cold eyes when I'm drawing magic in Norinoli.

After all, was it impossible to keep the department going?

But don't give up easily.

Is there anything to it?

Why did I suddenly say I was quitting again?

I've been tending to take a break from the department lately, or something like that shouldn't have happened.

If you normally want to quit, it's something that slowly stops showing its face.

Sure, it wouldn't have suited this kid's skin, but the crack. There were times when she was norry, too, depending on the stuff.

At least that's how it looked in my eyes.

Something may have motivated me decisively to decide to leave.

You should see room for persuasion as long as you figure that out.

"... and Sempai, even though he was gentle at the beginning of his entry, recently said, 'I feel like I could do alchemy.' Seriously though, 'he said and did all the weird things, and he wouldn't mind at all... No, I mean, it doesn't matter, but... well, what would you say... if you thought about that, would you say we wouldn't even think about it or not... er..."

That's what I say while clouding my word butt.

Recently, even when I was spoken to, I ignored it and put out a sperm in the production of pure gold.

"Don't let me distract you now," he said, blushing, "why don't you do it alone?" 'He used to yell at me.

I passed the back of my brain wondering if maybe that was a bad idea, but it was denied from my own mouth.

What, it doesn't matter?

But then, at last, I don't know what caused it.

No, I only have one idea.

Speaking of which, Mr. Mountain just recently left the club.

What, this guy, did you like Mr. Mountain?

"My right hand is my lover, my left hand is my mistress, and with that, I'm cheatin '" is not funny. Has the spring of my life finally arrived even to Mt. Mountain, who frequently skipped a joke just about being an undercarer?

Sure - you gave a scattered assessment about Mr. Mountain such as "Someday You're Gonna Be Arrested" or "Sometimes It Smells Weird" or "No Delicacies" or "Physiologically Spicy" and I thought it was too much, too. Well, it's partly better. I thought there was a part of him that should encourage him to improve, but was that a reversal of his preference?

"Oh, that one! Mr. Mountain, Mr. Mountain! You, you liked Mr. Mountain! Okay, then I'll get along..."

Yi banged her desk and took a seat.

"Well, we'll be home soon."

My eyes and voice are cold.

Yi lifts her bag and heads straight to the exit.

Turns out it wasn't Mr. Mountain. Honestly, I was feeling that way, too.

"Ma, wait! Uh, look, what are you gonna do about taking care of Nobunaga!

I run as I say to the window, holding a planting pot - back in front of you.

This was sold online with the touch of "The Strangest Talking Plant Seeds in the World".

I left Yi to take care of you.

The name Nobunaga was also given to her by a history lover.

"Look, Nobunaga says it, too. He wants us to take down the sky together!

I call on Yi-chan while I put Nobunaga out in front of me.

"Hey, seriously, you're a wuss! Oh, already, I soiled my skirt! Sempai idiot! That's not what you're talking about!

Don, To-chan's pushing.

The momentum drove me down, dropping Nobunaga on the floor.

"Just a whiff!

Gashan and the planting pot crack.

Knobnaga was burned down. Mitsuhide all the time.

Yi frowned a little sorry, but quickly left the room out of sight.

"Hey, wait!

I opened the refrigerator in the room, took out the pet bottle, threw away the contents and washed them well before cutting them in half. Make some small holes in the bottom with a compass.

Then gather the dirt scattered on the floor with the dust and dust and put it in the bottom half of the pet bottle.

It is the rise of a simple plant pot. Novnaga was re-planted in it and placed on the veranda.

Of course, I wiped the floor with a rag.

I carefully treated the exit notice to the file, closed the window, turned off the lights, closed the door key, returned it to the staff room and followed Kala-chan.

I had a few verses in vain.

Now that it's over, I think we should have chased it right away.

Running - chasing you.

When we finally caught up, it was a sidewalk in front of the school gate. It was pretty close.

For some reason the signal was blue but stopped in front of the crosswalk.

Maybe he hasn't noticed a change in the signal. I wonder if he forgot to make contact.

"Hey, wait!

"... isn't it too late?

"Forget the lock. I don't want to be abused by the student council anymore."

A few months ago, the student chairman had set up a plot to crush our Black Magic Research Department, citing one of the reasons why the keys didn't end.

I tried to escape with those hands, but the scale of the feud grew in vain, developing into a barren feud involving the whole school, and finally beating each other to the point of crying in the river plains.

As a result, me and the student chairman, we both suffered (social) wounds that were never small, and eventually it would be told as a winless feud, but it doesn't matter now.

"Mostly Sempai, you just hold back because you don't want to be partially crushed, right? Nothing, you can't have us! Don't be so important to me!

"No, but... well... thats... right? It's important..."

We've been friends for a year, so I miss Yi when she's gone.

That's what I thought, but now that I'm bowing my head is certainly the main reason I don't want the part crushed, so all denied. If it's hard.

Maybe if I lied here, it would wrap me up in a good way, but that wouldn't be honest.

It is the unstoppable truth that matters the part.

I'm confident I'll quit high school when the Black Magic Research Department is gone.

In the worst case scenario, I was going to ask you to just put your books aside, but in this air, that's hard to say, too.

Seeing what I said, Yi narrows her eyes.

"Well, I've already given you the delivery. Thank you so much for everything."

Yi flips herself all the way to the crosswalk.

The pedestrian signal just turned red.

"Oh, hey, wait!

"Huh!

Ignore my call, Yi speeds up your legs.

There is no awareness of the signal.

"Hey! He said it really sucked!

I reach out and grab my shoulder, but they shake me off quickly.

Yi stayed put and jumped out to the crosswalk.

And a big crunch rang. Yi, turn your face to the right.

"Ah..."

A large truck was approaching Yi.

When I realized, I was popping up.

Strong impact on the body, dimming vision.

Hot. Hot all over the body.

I manage to open my eyes, but my vision blurs badly.

My brain seemed to be wasting more than my eyes.

The neighborhood starts making noise. I was annoyed and thinking like any other HR.

Someone's holding me.

"- Yah, yah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Because of us, this..."

Interrupted, I can hear Yi.

Good. Did he help you?

If you jump in and both die, you're not dressed.

Such thought at the end of the day, my consciousness was interrupted.