Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Now I'm standing in front of the lions' door.

All right, let's go.

Try to tell yourself, get in the mood.

I was able to get up properly this morning without Mr. Mia waking me up.

However, although I didn't sleep thanks to the alarm clock, it was a slightly lonely morning compared to yesterday morning because Mia was absent (by the way, I set the alarm at the time I was briefed by the school director).

When I got dressed in my uniform and went downstairs, some of the food I left last night was on the table with Mia's writing down.

In the writing down, this is what it said.

'I left something to preserve. Enjoy it for breakfast, if you like'

Thank you, I rushed to school when I finished breakfast early, thanking you in my heart.

And now I'm in front of the lions.

Reasons for attending school a little early.

It's

"You're already here, Mr. Cecily."

That's right.

After school yesterday, I jumped out of the classroom in the form of shaking her off.

I went to school earlier today to apologize for it.

"... What are you in such a hurry, you?"

I hear a voice from behind me, and I look back.

"Ah."

It was Mr. Currier.

He also looks subtly breathing... No way, has Mr. Currier been running, too?

"Good Morning"

"... um, oh... good morning"

…………

Again, I feel the distance is closer.

This is just how we normally get to greet each other, great progress.

but if you're currier, you look kind of awkward......

My complexion isn't very good either.

Will the morning be weak or something?

"Mr. Currier had business to come early today, too?

"Huh?"

When I asked, Mr. Currier reacted a little troublesome.

"Well, there's still plenty of time to get to the home room in the morning."

"Ho mu mu mu?

"Uh... Until the boarding report, you see, there's more to it. I was wondering if there was something I could do in the morning."

In this school, the "boarding report" corresponds to what the previous world called the "Morning Homeroom".

By the way, when I go home, it's called "Lower Hour Report".

"... somehow, I just wanted to come early today. Besides, I don't know what you're gonna say about school hours."

"So, right..."

"But you..."

Mr. Currier looks at me with interest.

"You're not out of breath after all that running."

"Huh?"

…………

Sure, if you ask me.

How dare you complain about your lack of exercise body yesterday.

Speaking of which, running all the way here, I'm not sweating much, and I'm not breathing.

Even when I was running, I felt kind of light.

Because of yesterday's fatigue, I also thought it would leave more fatigue.

... I'm sure Mia's cooking and the quality of her sleep were good.

"Hum, okay. Look, if you want to come in, come in."

Mr. Currier, who opened the door first, is urged to follow her into the classroom.

I looked for Mr. Cecily first.

And, in the middle row of the classroom, from behind, in the second seat, make sure she looks.

Mr. Sieg and Mr. Hilgis sit beside each other.

So, the students staring at Mr. Cecily on the far roll, here they are! and look at me all the time.

"I... have a little business with Mr. Cecily."

Mr. Currier alternates between me and Mr. Cecily.

"... that's a disciplined one"

Apparently, he guessed what he was going to do.

Mr. Currier took his seat as he did.

So, I...

"I'm sorry I jumped out of the classroom in that way yesterday"

I went to the side of Mr. Cecily's seat and bowed my head to her.

And, Mr. Sieg takes a seat and gives way, and Mr. Cecily comes out into the aisle.

The expression is clear wind... but I can't read the emotions right now.

Ms. Cecily smiled mocking herself as she put her arms together loosely.

"... it may be the first experience in my life that a man other than my own refused to invite me"

"Um..."

"No, you won't apologize. Just one thing... I need a favor."

Thank you.

What is it?

Are you kidding me, 'Don't talk to me again'...?

Ugh... what do they say... my stomach is going to shrink...

Mr. Cecily smiled, heh.

"Will you join me today for lunch?

"... Huh?

"So I want you to have lunch today alone with me.... No, is that it?

With such a lonely face, he said, 'No, are you?' If they say anything... this, I can't say no...

If I say no here, that's the look on my face that makes me feel like an amazing bad guy.

Besides... even in the sense of apologizing for yesterday, you shouldn't say no.

"Okay. If Mr. Cecily wants it."

"Thank you, Crohiko"

Mr. Cecily naturally takes my hand with a grin that's going to make me happy this way.

The smoothness of skin that doesn't seem to belong to a person makes me, once again, unwind.

"Shh, Cecily..."

"At best, watch out for color tricks, Crohiko."

To the tablet, but surely I said that in a voice that goes by - Mr. Currier.

... What do you care, Currier, you just called me by name, right?

"What is' colour trick 'now... is it a word against me?

When I let go of my hand, Mr. Cecily walked over to Mr. Currier, who was sitting in his seat.

Mr. Currier's face, which was pointed forward, is pointed at Mr. Cecily.

"Do you think that the lady has any idea?

"-!"

Mr. Cecily's shoulder reacts, tingling, and then starts to tremble into small pieces.

"Oh, you... eh"

"Hum, what is it, a star"

but soon Mr. Cecily exhaled to calm herself down,

"No... that would be nice"

and restored calm and switched topics.

"You were the one who chased Crohiko when he said he wanted to form an offensive squad, weren't you?

"Apparently."

"So, did you work with him?

"Oh."

Oh, and the classroom turned.

Mr. Currier looks up at Mr. Cecily sarcastically.

This is... and should I go in and stop it?

"So, what's wrong with that?

"I will not give up Crohiko"

The twist spreads even further.

After a slight silence, Mr. Currier opened his mouth.

"Tell me that doesn't make any sense."

"I just wanted to make a declaration."

"Hum, right. Oh, by the way, if this is the case with the Sixth House, he's already agreed to it. He said he was prepared for danger."

"... but that's what you..."

"Ready?

Forcefully, Mr. Currier interrupted.

"If he says he doesn't want to join me, I'm going to break up with him, even soon. So it's up to him to do what he does - no?

And, there, Mr. Cecily spilled a laugh.

"I see... it depends on Crohiko, right?

"? Well, yeah."

"If so - I mean, I keep inviting him to the offensive squad, too, right?

Mr. Currier jammed for a moment, and then, tongue-in-cheek.

"That's well, yes... freedom, what is it"

Heh, and Cecily smiled.

"I wanted to hear that word from you. So... excuse me"

Curly cute and half spinning, in some good mood, Mr. Cecily returns.

And when he touched my shoulder, he gently stroked it around his elbow.

"Oh, let me, Mr. Cecily."

"And so... today's lunch, you're looking forward to it, Crohiko"

"Ha ha..."

Thus Mr. Cecily returned to his seat with a satisfied face.

On purpose, my classmates start exchanging words in a whisper.

While I learn to be confused, I get to my seat too.

"Um, Mr. Currier?

"What?

She seems a little upset.

"About today, what is it"

"Good for you. With Miss Reiki Cecily for lunch."

"No, not about that"

I was going to tell you about today's after-school.

"Outreach, our offensive squad may be dismantled soon"

"Oh, I like Mr. Currier. Unless we get rid of it from Mr. Currier, we don't have it."

But Mr. Currier, hun, squeals his nose and turns away.

"... the fool"

Ugh, Mr. Currier.

Has it damaged my mood even more......

and

"Uh, he's here! They're the only ones in the lions. They're here!

Ma Lu came into the classroom.

... You're doing well in the morning.

"Uh, I don't feel good! Oh? What, this stinking classroom!? You're gonna feel down until I do! Damn, I've been in a terrible mood all morning!

Isn't that great?

"Hey, you. If I could just stand there, I'd get in the way."

"Ah!?

It was Mr. Ira who emerged from behind Ma Lu.

"Oh, my God! To me!"

And, as soon as I confirmed the Lord of the Voice, I only included the words that Ma Lu had come out.

"Shit, you're so... Oh, I'm sorry! It's such a shitty classroom, it's a hundred million bucks to get in!

"... ahhh. So, what do you think, how much consent do you get in this group?

Ma Lu looks inside the classroom.

And regrettably, dammit, and evil, then Ma Lu goes for a seat.

"Damn......!

Ah.

Ma Lu swung up on the steps.

"You're kidding me! Get a good job, man!

Cancer, and hemp lu kicking into the steps.

…………

Complete, eight wins.

Steps, poor thing......

Then a while later, the boarding report began.

In the boarding report, we were told by instructor Joseph that the killing was right in the corner of the king's capital.

Apparently the killer hasn't been caught yet.

It is not necessarily that the killer will not come to the school, so be careful at night.

So, Battle with the Sleeper - take it, finish your correctional class, and then battle class.

Me and Mr. Currier each changed into athletic clothes and met at the First Training Ground.

The training ground is basically used by highly-ranked groups for new additions.

In other words, the lower the number, the older the training ground, and the lower the rank groups use it.

So, the first training ground...

"Oh, it's wonderful that it's a training ground where the blue sky can be desired! What an openness!

In other words, it is the oldest training ground.

The shape is almost square.

Surrounded by stone walls, the ground peels out.

However, the dirt is very hard, so I don't seem to worry about getting my feet taken in particular.

"... Looks like a spicy rainy day"

Currier, dressed in athletic clothes, described the disadvantages as she looked at me with cold eyes, rejoicing in the swollen openness.

You think the first training ground here was still built outdoors?

"It's just the two of us, so this is the only place I got permission to use it... sorry"

It is instructor Isabella, who is creating the tone of an otona woman, who laughs bitterly with regret.

Must be hot from a sawdust man.

She was also the one who played my opponent during the mock match.

According to the explanation I just received, she offered to be in charge of our special case.

the reason for this. She

Sagara Krohiko, right? I wanted to find out who the different senses felt for you were... because it seemed easier, you know?

Said.

... Later history will judge you as to the certainty of the last subtle wink.

Well, since instructor Joseph said she was awesome about Mr. Isabella, I'm sure she'd be grateful to be in charge of the special case.

"So, what do we do? Because the special group doesn't show class content like this... Shall I tell you from the ground up? Even so, you don't seem to need it."

Instructor Isabella said, looking at Mr. Currier.

"If Sagara Crohiko wants to do it from the ground up, I will follow. But..."

Now Mr. Currier's gaze is on me.

"As far as I'm concerned, personally - I mean, my way, I want to work him out. Of course, I think we should let him do some ground."

"If you want students to do it with each other, I hope I can make it easier."

... you volunteered to find out who it was that felt to me, didn't you?

"If so, does that mean it's up to him?

"Well, you will"

Make sure you wait for the answer, and the two of you will see me.

"It's up to me, is it?

I don 't--

"I wish Mr. Currier could work out... She is also a partner in the Holy Monuments attack, and even if I think about future collaboration or something, I think it would be better..."

Watching the two of you.

"Well, that's a decision."

"Okay. Then I'll work you out."

Here.

That's why I was to gently cross swords with Mr. Currier.

First of all, I want you to know my exact powers.

There was a box in the training area with a matching sword familiar to mock games.

We picked a sword out of it and took it.

The swords they use are the same.

It's a bastard sword that can be handled with both hands or with one hand.

Confront each other and set up swords with each other.

Even so, Mr. Currier is powerless.

Conversely, I gripped in with both hands, a tight setup.

"At your own time, try typing it in. I don't really feel like it."

"Yes."

Sooo, breathe.

What I recall is the feeling of a mock match.

Because there were a lot of people who complimented me on the blow then.

Sharpen your senses.

Focus even more and hold the opponent tight with your eyes.

And on one leg - run.

Kin, and the blade and blade met, and made a tall sound.

"Come on, don't hesitate to punch more,"

"Yes!"

I wield my sword.

Dunno.

- Here we go.

And the next moment...

Dunno.

My sword gave me a rapid acceleration.