Heavy painful building that sits in front of you. I'm guessing gold and silver treasures are stored during the scissors. It is an appearance. It may be worth more than treasure in a way, but I guess it's not strict security for that. Thick walls cover the perimeter, barbed wire on its heavenly edge.

It's a glimpse of who you're alert to. In other words, it is a warning addressed to all men present on the same premises. It's as harsh as it sounds to boast of being undefeated.

It's before curfew in time, so you won't be paid up front because of how many men you are.

But I just saw how thorough this crime prevention system is. Of course, physical examinations, questions and answers to some questions, and I feel that such rigorous examinations may be a story only for men.

It's a sight that I can easily imagine for Ars, who until recently was a suspect, to feel some charge hanging over just coming to visit.

Because it was night, or there was a tenacious guard standing on the night shift. As I approach, I stare at Guillaume and this one. That was a moment in the eye of judgment, such as whether or not he was suspicious, and whether or not he had noticed, if not Ars.

You can see when you approach it, but its upright immobility was a sophistication reminiscent of an army ascent, with a forged body wrapped around intimidation. But Ars finds three knitted hairs behind him, where he realizes he's a woman for the first time.

The appearance has a tough flesh and a warrior-like look to it. Maybe the new college hired him, but at least Ars sees him for the first time. If you look at me like this, you must run back even if you haven't done anything wrong.

Already Ars was in the mood to escape.

First, I talked to the guard, thinking it would never be acceptable to ignore her and go through.

"Excuse me. It's not like I have an appointment, but can you do me a favor and take care of it? Because I don't have a college license."

No difficulty in language. I felt I had to be respectful when I saw it in front of me for some reason, and Ars was unintentionally being respectful.

Because she decided that her eyes were forged in the outside world.

What Ars possesses is not a license to prove a college student. It's like he's saying it's suspicious because he sees it, but Ars stopped faking it in front of his eyes. Because I felt that was the shortest way.

"Hoo-hoo, you are. I've been listening to you, but the more I see it, the more convincing it is. The president told me to pass by facepath..."

The guard sighed as he was distressed that the arrival was against the rules of the college. No matter how many board presidents, problems are likely to arise only in women's dormitories. In other words, the mere entry of a man is greatly misleading.

"I'm sorry, but I need you to take the necessary steps. I'm in trouble, you know. I've been on duty. I won't let anything go wrong. Not one."

A guard reminiscent of a thick wall, those two arms felt swollen up. Looks like you can check the blood vessels that have risen in your muscles, even from above your clothes. I no longer know if it's chest or chest muscle.

Lightly more than two meters tall, the woman enters the guard post with her head low, opens a small window and offers her a "sign" clipboard. When she held it, the clipboard also felt like a business card I saw a long time ago.

Autograph and license the hand-held association to the inspector. The Virtual LCD, where the guard drops his gaze, should now be transferring personal information read from the license.

Exposed to a sharp gaze, Ars waited nervously, mindless, to be given permission.

The woman in the guard then gives her a strap-type card holster with a permit, thumbs up, and lets her snap gently to allow entry into the women's dorm.

"Better not cause problems in there. Just being a man can be a disadvantage. Exactly. You don't want to put a priori on the world's top magicians causing problems in girls' dorms, do you?

"As I said, either way, I'd like to beg your pardon."

"That's what I do. Whoever it is, it's not a problem."

With an invincible grin, the woman said, "Where is it?" I started walking on Ars' back and asked. With unexpected kindness, Ars came to the conclusion that he did not know where the Fujiri Nera room was. Immediately put out her name and ask the guards to tell her where it is.

"Be careful not to be misunderstood, as there are usually few boys students going in"

Without a good understanding of what that meant, Ars thanked the guard and moved on. Lights leaked from several rooms, from which a mixed voice with a woman was heard. It was a high voice that irritated the earlobes.

This is not the first time in the girls' dorm itself, but this is the first time I've been here in the evening. The interior was slightly warmer than the outside temperatures, and I even felt the scent change every time I took a step forward.

The fragrance is even seductive that crosses the nasal cavity every time you go upstairs and upstairs from the ground floor.

There was a sight there that would otherwise attract a man and not stop him. This is going to be a fuss just to find, Ars says, flying a step up the feelings stairs. It should be noted that Ferrinella's room was on the top floor.

But just because all the female students at the college are housed in this girls' dorm, there may have already been no way for Ars to dodge them.

The voices leaking from the indoors showed the thinness of the doors, which were still likely to open, and Ars had been made to hiss inside. On the face of it, we are open to visitors, but I guess it's been a long time since it was totally banned for boys only in girls' dormitories. It's already turned into a sanctuary.

And Ars and the female student, who appeared fluttered and feathered in the sanctuary, have a perfect eye for each other. The stiff opponent glances open his eyes and opens and closes his mouth pointlessly - as if he were also practicing screaming.

Als silently lists the permit so that the female student can see it immediately as it continues. Ars wanted to leave here before she could change her appearance.

Is it freshman year? The still unusual looking female student is wearing a large size white T-shirt with a wide neck area and exposed with no one shoulder. From there I can see the shoulder straps of white underwear.

And yet, the problem is the hem of that critical, interrupting shirt. Slurry stretching raw feet. Probably wearing shorts, but hidden in exquisite condition, I couldn't make a decision.

You were going to head to the bathroom, and you have a pouch in your hand filled with cosmetics and washing equipment.

Female students breathe heavily once.

It is precisely a preliminary motion for screaming.

"Muggle!?

――

but the female student never screamed. For there was a man who covered his mouth with his hands from behind.

A female student dressed in a chic black room outfit. She is even taller than a female student with a blocked mouth and has a grown-up atmosphere somewhere.

He was a third-year Illumina Solsolique student. The uncomfortable look was always the same, but with some twitchy colour pointed at Ars in his eyes.

"Totally... girls' dorms aren't forbidden for boys. You know you can get in and out normally as long as you have the process. Don't be awkward dressed like that. And, Ars, didn't you have to pick a time like this, too?

"Excuse me. That's very helpful"

There was no loose habit in the college, and Ars apologized and thanked Illumina, an upper class student as a single student.

"To Ferri?

"Yeah, because it seemed better to meet him in person"

"Yes, that would help. I'm sure you'll be happy because you've been training all day."

Female students held from behind by illumina remain solidified. Is it time to get bitter, the face that was red until just now gradually grew blue and white.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Now be careful."

The cautioned female student hurries to bend her hips toward Illumina. And it was the white cloth hidden under the shirt that was pointed at the Ars side. Ars, who didn't suspect it was something he was wearing shorts, pulls his cheeks apart and deflects his gaze.

Fortunately, the consideration is not to make any more noise.

To change the rough outfit that did not concern the man's eyes, the female student repositioned the shirt with the wide neck. However, since it is originally such a type of clothing, the neck that can be spared gives a large peek at the chest.

A harrowing quote, the female student holds her neck with her hands.

He then gently met the side of Ars and slipped out to head to the bathroom on a small run.

"Forget what you just saw, Mr. Ars"

"If no one's going to be unhappy, there's no way."

Just as aristocratic, Illumina was acutely sensing every move of Ars.

Illumina leaves as if nothing happened elsewhere with Ars getting uncomfortable somewhere. Around a few steps she looked back.

"That's right. Mr. Ars, I'm sorry, can I ask you to come home from the roof? Because there will be more noise in the girls' dorm about having you, Ars, than about the fact that there are boys. I've already told the guard."

"Okay."

She seems to have immediately sensed that Ars is here. Plus, he even had a route home to keep me from making a scene.

I can't deny it's a little bit dodgy, but I don't want it more than I did because I'm not Ars wearing Kasashi to be number one.

I have no complaints if I can calm everything down. Most of all, I wanted to make sure that the possibility of that guard coming out was as nil as possible.

And Ars goes up the stairs all at once to the top floor.