Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Hey, Carnojo!

About me, whoa, whoa!?

I also thought it would be ant to speak lightly with a targeted nori, but I stopped.

The reasons are obvious.

Because we have Mr. Cecily in the same classroom.

I can't wait for her to think I'm a light man!

Anyway.

"Um."

And I spoke to the silver-haired beauty.

Only gaze turns this way.

Wow, long lashes!

"Do you remember me?

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Oh, I knew you didn't remember?

"... I remember"

"Ahh."

He remembered me!

"You're the one who carried me unconscious to the school infirmary, aren't you?

"... sort of"

"Thank you for your help!

"... nothing, not enough to be thanked"

"No, he said it was enough to say!

He carried me in charge on purpose.

"Is that all you got to do?

"Huh?"

Silver-haired beauty's gaze returns to its original position.

She told me, staring into the void.

"I'll tell you one thing... I'd rather not get too involved"

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"And it was just a whim to help you. I don't usually do that."

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I was shaking.

Silver-haired beauty looks at you and me again.

"What? You thanked me and they left you, and you got mad at me? But unfortunately, I'm not asking you to thank me, and you're on your own."

"... or cool"

"... what?

"Mm, unscrupulous, cool......! Seriously, I can be civilized......!

"... what?

The look on the face of the silver-haired beauty breaks down a little.

"Yeah, I know! It's the one called Lonely Wolf, isn't it?!?

"Lonely Wolf......"

"Hey, if you're a snug, cool beauty, you'll be summa! Oh, nice - the spirit of solitude that feels like 'I'm not going to get used to these congratulatory idiots here'! Nice! If it was some real name SNS, I would definitely be pushing the button!

"Not even, eh...?

"If I suck, they'll say cook two heroines or something, but I like it!

"... you're an idiot?

"Huh!? Why!?"

"... Enough"

Slightly shuddered, the silver-haired beauty put on her cheeks again and silenced herself.

Is that it?

Hey, did I say something to piss you off?

Ron, did Lonely Wolf suck?

Hmm, right.

Again, silver-haired beauty is also a girl...... should I have left it about Lonely Cat?

That's more of an image of a wildcat...

Mm-hmm.

It was then.

All of a sudden, a god vision came down in my head.

Oh......!

Mi, I can see...!

I can see it......!

I did a cat ear cosplay, a silver-haired beauty figure......!

Not good.

It's too adorable, and if it stays like this, it's going to hold onto the real thing.

Paranoid stop!

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Ignoring me for letting one peachy delusion run wild, the silver-haired beauty was totally in a mode that didn't bother me.

Is it bad to be forced to stick around...

Maybe he likes to be alone.

But just one thing...

"Um."

And I spoke up again.

The silver-haired beauty, this time she didn't look at me.

But I said, never mind.

"I introduced myself earlier in the morning, but again. I'm Sora Kurohiko."

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"Nice to meet you"

No response from the silver-haired beauty.

…………

I just wanted to introduce myself to her.

Asking her for answers is a mystery.

Yeah, I was a botch in the previous world. For me, good luck.

View the classroom clock.

It's time for the rest of the day… Next, battle class?

"... Currier"

"Huh?"

A silver-haired beauty accidentally opened her mouth.

"... Currier Verstein"

I looked at her surprised.

"Currier,?

"... hun"

Silver-haired beauty - Mr. Currier didn't seem to intend to open his mouth this time.

You're satisfied with this already. The atmosphere is seeping out.

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Wow.

What is this feeling?

I'm so glad.

At the end of the break, instructor Joseph arrived in the classroom.

So, move to a place called the Fourteenth Training Ground (I mean, a lot!? How many are there!?).

We lions were brought to a spot like a plank dojo.

By the way, we're changing from uniform to exercise clothes in the dressing room before we get here.

There was also a locker (wooden) with a plate engraved with my name on it, and there was proper exercise clothing inside.

Mr. Machina, you seemed to have arranged it properly.

Thank you.

Men's athletic clothing is a so-so, noteworthy and unimpressive substitute for long sleeves and trousers.

When I graduated and was used up, it would be a good place to wear a second room at best.

The problem is women's athletic clothing.

Women's athletic clothes were like fashionable tennis clothes.

Let's put it in a nutshell.

Oh, my God, it's a blessing to watch.

You can't expect a punch because you're wearing something like a spat... no, you can't expect it... but look, if it's a boy, right?

... Well, that's anyway!

Speaking of eye blessings, it's Mr. Cecily!

Oh, Mr. Cecily!

No more uniforms, no more exercise clothes, didn't the guy who designed them want to put them on Mr. Cecily and make them? And as much as I'd love to think about it, no more, it's adorable, this is it!

Oh!

Now I'm really sorry that I don't have a camera smartphone with modern technology!

The first time the boys (including me) saw Cecily in athletic clothes, their minds became one.

We've all become like-minded people!

I thought we were born in a different world!

Furthermore, it was Mr. Currier who was the dark hose.

The men's (including me) gaze turned to Mr. Currier first after Mr. Cecily.

No, from the sight of it, you felt something, didn't you?

At first, are the chimies watching about the supernatural wild children, this crohiko who came late is rare? Hmm? Hmm? And I was making my nose rough, but that was my mistake.

Everyone was watching Mr. Currier.

Mr. Cecily and I are beautiful girls with different vectors again.

Well, even the girls stared at something divine.

Mr. Currier is your sister type, I know.

... I don't know why, I think I consumed an awesome amount of wasted calories.

And, anyway, it's a second time combat class!

After aligning at the training ground, we sat down when the instructor told us to.

Seeing, besides instructor Joseph, five other instructors hold back the wall.

What the hell is going on?

By the way, instructor Joseph walked into the room next to the training ground earlier...

And, from beyond the open drawer, he made a chatter and a noise, and instructor Joseph came out with a box with lots of swords in it on the trolley.

Instructor Joseph, who stopped the trolley in front of us, opened his mouth as he took a sword from the box and slapped Pessipesi and himself.

"Well... what do you think of when it comes to saints? There you go, answer me."

A male student can be assigned.

"Oh, me... eh, I have the image of mainly using swords and surgical ceremonies. Even at ceremonies, we see saints wearing swords."

Heh, yeah.

Uh, but I'm glad I didn't!

No... I don't know anything here de country cum, is that it?

"Good. Correct in that image. He wants the saints to have swords because they look good."

What the hell.

Normally a spear or something, that's cool.

"But there are other reasons why the saint chooses the sword primarily. You know what that is? Then - Fiburg."

"... n"

There's a different male student... Isn't that the son of the Marquis Marquis Marilyn?

Apparently he is named Fiburg.

No, the one who takes such a nasty attitude towards a girl who asks questions with innocent curiosity, it's fine with hemp, with hemp.

"... because you may be given 'Holy Sword' or 'Demon Sword' by kings and knights. Or because you might discover the Holy Sword or the Devil's Sword in the Holy Ruins."

"That's right. I will not go into detail about the Holy Sword and the Devil's Sword today, but given that I will later have the Holy Sword and the Devil's Sword in my hands, I still get better at handling the Sword than any other weapon. Thank you, Fiburg."

"Hmm."

Then, fluff, ah, and hemp lu yawning like a bore.

For Ma Lu, maybe it's boring content.

"Anyway, some of the saint tree men have mastered the handling of various weapons, but in this school as a basic, learning the sword first becomes paramount. So..."

The instructor watches the students all the way.

"Even the Lions should have those who are good at swordsmanship and those who aren't. So I'm going to split you into three groups."

Mm-hmm.

"The contents of the battle classes in the last semester will be tailored to the ranks of that set. In today's class, we decide on that set."

The instructor exchanged his gaze and nodded with the five instructors who had refrained beside the training ground.

Then he saw us.

"We're going to have you play a one-on-one mock match with the instructors there for three minutes each. And look at its contents, and I'll decide which class to put in."

For a moment, the students bother.

And I'll be damned.

What!?

I've never even had a sword!?

No, I admire it!

"That, and only for today's combat class, is to end at the end of a mock game for everyone.... Oh, I'll take a proper lunch break, so don't worry there"

Instructor Joseph shows a box with a sword in his jaw.

"I want you to fight with that sword. What, don't worry. I don't have the ability to kill because it's a sword for the game. Also, if you let go of your sword or say your opponent is here, and I say stop, the game will be canceled at that point. All right?"

The instructor banged both hands.

"Then each one of you - take the sword!