Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

The day after the day I went to the underground altar of the Great Clock Tower.

When I went to school with Mr. Currier and into the classroom,

"Ah."

The three of them, who were off yesterday, were sitting in their seats side by side.

"Good morning, Crohiko"

"Good morning... Mr. Cecily"

Nothing is different from Mr. Cecily's previous condition.

It also makes me think that one thing that night was a dream when I could talk to him normally like this.

Not so much. She's back as before.

"I mean the neighborhood in sight...... are you feeling better enough?

"Yeah, you're right."

Mr. Cecily giggles.

I heard the neighborhood took a break yesterday because of it, but the neighborhood in front of me was completely gone.

Hmm.

But with Mr. Cecily, it turns out, without a heart or the classroom looks gorgeous.

Just being in this classroom kind of makes me feel like I'm getting it.

"So, what the hell happened to Sieg and Mr. Hilgis?

The glittering Mr. Cecily is back, while the two sitting next to each other can't hold their faces.

Drifting is fatigue.

Instead of Mr. Cecily getting better, they were now losing their hegemony.

Sieg is still basically flat. It is unusual for Mr. Hilgis, whose face is the default, to be neat.

After I exchanged greetings with the two of them, I asked what had happened.

"Sounds a lot like you're tired... Anything wrong?

Sieg only brings in his gaze.

"Master Cecily spent the morning and evening auditioning for the sword yesterday... plus he was in a better mood than usual..."

"I mean, yesterday, they put you together all the time for sword archery?

Sieg does not answer, but his expression and Mr. Hilgis' eyes on his desk showed affirmation.

I guess there was something about the neighborhood under my eyes, but I guess I couldn't stay still.

The surprising thing is that Cecily herself can't feel the colour of fatigue even dust.

Or... are you just not on the table like her?

"But I'm glad you're feeling better"

Mr. Hilgis spoke softly.

Mr. Cecily places his hands gently on the shoulders of the two.

"I am grateful to you both. You've been attached to the archery of the sword, and of course you've been worried about me."

Sieg and Mr. Hilgis break their mouths.

"That's why we're here. Rather rely more"

"Sieg is right. You can rely more on me...... more than someone else"

For some reason, Mr. Hilgis' gaze of struggle turns to me.

Someone... Could it be about me?

I don't think you can do that.

And, Sieg uttered a word of denial.

"Mm..."

Mr. Hilgis' dissatisfied gaze moves to Siege.

Mr. Currier spoke to Mr. Cecily, who would be sandwiched by those two.

"You look better and more relieved than I thought, Cecily."

"Yeah, I was worried... you were, weren't you?

"... sort of"

"Hehe, Currier is sweet"

"Hum, according to people... the core part hasn't changed"

Mr. Currier recieves compliments.

But... um, what is it?

I've been thinking about it since morning, but because of your mind, Mr. Currier is doing a little differently today than usual.

To put it, her attitude, which had recently softened considerably, came here and became a little stiff again?

You broke up with me yesterday after school saying you had something to worry about, but did something happen after that?

After a while, when the bell rang, instructor Joseph came in and made the boarding call.

Instructor Joseph will communicate with you as usual.

Seems like Ma Lu is off today.

Does the reason for the holidays have to do with example battles?

Meanwhile, Ira, who stood in response to that battle, came into the classroom late.

This is the first time I remember her being late.

What bothered me was that there was a different fatigue on that face than Mr. Sieg or Mr. Hilgis.

After all, does the cause of her condition also have anything to do with Operation Giant Crusade?

And then the correctional class is over. No, Mr. Ira said, "I'll meet you in the cafeteria after class today, so can you leave me free after class?" I just left it and jumped out of the classroom.

I look at the door where Mr. Ira left off.

That was a non-floating look, but I'm worried about something......

It felt like I was forcing myself to make a smile earlier, and it felt like the sky up there during correctional class.

After class, I didn't have time to talk to him because he was gone from the classroom in a condition that didn't have an island to tackle.

You still have feelings similar to mine, and Mr. Currier looks at the door with a disgusting look on his face.

"The Ira one, you okay?

"You're a little worried..."

Mr. Ira, I don't know because I feel like a straight hard worker.

I wish there was something I could do to help.

"For now, we'll see what happens when we get together in the cafeteria after class. Looks like he's working on something too. It may be extra for us to pinch our mouths poorly at this stage."

"... right"

Even though I was anxious about how Ira looked in the breeze that was wrapped up in a sense of impatience, I began to prepare for my battle class.

In the middle of a meeting, I asked instructor Isabella, "Are you guys in love?" After being pinched in the mouth and then we both broke the pace, I finished a combat class that had never changed anything in particular, and it was lunch...

"Um, Mr. Cecily?

"Hmm? What's up?

"Ya, you know..."

Mr. Cecily and I were having lunch today at a place with that broken fountain.

Sandbread she has made for me for lunch.

Today's bread was pinched with cheese and lightly shaken spices and baked thin meat, and even painted with tomato paste.

is, anyway,

"Aren't you a little close?

Sitting next to the edge of the fountain is no different than before...... Mr. Cecily's distance is unusually close.

To the point that my shoulders are touching me all the time.

"Is that it? Don't you like it?

"I don't hate you..."

As a man, that's a lot.

Mr. Cecily took one sandbread from the basket and tilted his neck.

"So... do you want me to eat it?

"Why does that happen!?

Heh, and Cecily smiles.

but the expression was' that look '.

"Aren't we friends who exposed each other's shame? Isn't that right?

"Well, that's why..."

"Yes, please? I've been making it, so it would be a waste to eat it, wouldn't it? See?"

A sandpan grabbed with a thin finger approaches my mouth.

"Ugh... that's about it, you can eat it yourself -"

"Hmm? What?

Pull your torso back.

but mr. Cecily's hand doesn't stop with a compelling grin.

I mean, it's nature... it's nature!

"Mr. Cecily! This is the school!?

"Ha, it's school. What's that?

In the end, Mr. Cecily began to chew the sandbread in his hand.

…………

Am I being made fun of?

"Yes, are you kidding me?

Mr. Cecily affirms only naturally as he takes the paste on the edge of his mouth with his index finger.

…………

I mean, I didn't put it in your mouth earlier, did I?!?

They read my mind!?

"Ugh, Crohiko is easy to understand"

"Yeah, yeah..."

"Sorry, Crohiko's reaction is adorable so I wanted to be annoying...... I'm sure it was because of that night"

Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh he

Finally, it came as far as touching my hips.

…………

I wonder what it is.

It feels like the Cecily Arklite statue inside me is crashing and breaking apart again...

"Can't you do this?

"That's not what I'm saying... okay?

"Isn't it nice, like, when we're alone?

"Huh."

Mr. Cecily licked up his fingertip paste with a pepper and tongue as he looked up at the sky over the leaves of a swinging tree overhead.

When a viewer sees it, he says, "Oh, my God! Shouldn't you say," I'm going to fall?

"If you falsify yourself too much, your emotions can explode when something happens again. Nevertheless, I'm not even going to throw away the 'God loves and girls' I've created. After all, it works better."

I guess she thought about what she would do with herself in the future, too.

And I decided to keep playing "God Loves and Girls".

Mr. Cecily releases his legs to the universe as he pokes his hand at the edge.

It works like a child.

"Nor will the original me, rough in temper, disappear. So I decided to be just a little more of myself in front of someone who knew the real Cecily Arklite."

"Do you know that real 'Cecily Arklite' besides me?

"Crohiko is the only one who knows that far. So it's exclusive to Crohiko."

Mr. Cecily is turning a nice smile.

"Yeah, I mean... you're only going to get the vegetables before me, right?

"Exactly. If you think of it as a reward to me for playing" God Loves and Girls "that we all seek."

Hmm.

Is it like a listener of stupidity to Mr. Makina?

"It's okay, because it's just when we're alone. Right?"

Mr. Cecily leaning in even further.

Ugh.

Every time the feel of a thin arm or small round shoulder is conveyed, it becomes undisturbed.

"Maybe he's a witch."

Secondly, I remembered the Cecily Arklite review that Mr. Currier had spoken of when.

Those words were out of the picture. Maybe they were poking at her essence.

By the way, according to the agreement I made, it was Mr. Currier's lunch day with me (I mean, was that agreement still alive), but he gave it to me.

Besides, I'm not like Currier.

Mr. Cecily put his legs together, followed his cheek wand and peered into me.

"Me, I was jealous of Currier as well as you, wasn't I?

"Mr. Currier is strong."

"Chi ~ i ~ ma ~ su"

"Wow."

He turned his blameful gaze, and further sat down at his right fingertips.

"So what is it?

"For Currier, unlike me, holds on to himself. More importantly... I'm honest with myself."

"Uh, there's definitely something like that"

"Right? That's the part I don't have, right?

"Right."

"Don't admit it there"

My fingertips stuck in my stomach.

…………

I'm afraid of the nature of getting out once in a while.

And he's not bad either.

I sighed.

Ok.

If that's what you want...

"No, no, Mr. Cecily and Mr. Currier are completely different after all. Mr. Cecily is beautiful, but I'm sorry about all the contents. You're from this side of the world."

"Right!?

"Yeah, yeah."

Why do you seem so happy?

So I thought, "I'm not a different part of Crohiko, I guess the same thing as Crohiko is a strength."

"Strengths, is it?

"Yep. That made it kind of much easier when I thought about it... Currier has something I don't have, but I also have something Currier doesn't have."

…………

"I will polish my weapon unto me"

I look sideways at Mr. Cecily's face, which feels like a plump.

"Other strength too?

"Yep. Including sword training"

"... the contents remain unfortunate?

"I won't say it there"

He tells me to blame him, and he screws his elbow all the way down to his stomach.

Unexpectedly, I smiled.

"Isn't that okay? I really like Cecily right now."

"Huh?"

"Do you really feel comfortable talking... because you've become similar to each other?

"Oh, uh, yeah... right"

Mr. Cecily may suddenly blush.

"What's wrong? Oh, maybe you fell back in love with me or something?

I'll bring up that night and joke about it and say it.

Oh, boy, but Mr. Cecily shook his head.

"So you said you were already in love"

"Haha, Mr. Cecily, you're an actress after all"

Suddenly Mr. Cecily said, "Is that it? 'I looked.

Hmm?

What's the matter with you?

"... you haven't forgotten about that night, have you?

"You mean that night? Oh, hey, are you talking about your partner?

"... wait"

Do you even have a headache?

Mr. Cecily puts a finger on his forehead with a frown.

"You said it, didn't you? He said if my feelings hadn't changed at the time I became the man to match me and the man to match me, he'd give me an answer then."

"Yeah, I told you, didn't I? So when I become a man to catch up with as a partner... I'm going to give you the answer, though?

Makina and I will try to be partners, and of course Cecily and I will try to be partners.

I wonder what pulls that off?

"Ah, I see, is that what you mean..."

Cecily dropped her shoulder disappointingly.

"You are... you really don't like me."

"Huh? Aren't you connected to some conversation?

"For once, let me check. You don't know that, do you?

"What? You know what I'm doing? What is it?

Mr. Cecily stuck his own forehead against the back of his hand as he somehow tried to lean over and put his hands on my left shoulder.

And I sighed like the ground was out.

"I really don't like this guy..."

"Huh!? Why!?"

"... that's enough, I'll go slow. So keep it up."

"Ha ha... nice to meet you"

Something made Mr. Cecily feel better, so I had no choice but to say, "Ha, you can eat, right? We'll eat, won't we?" I decided to turn it down and get my hands on the meal.

Then, finally, it's back to normal (?) I told Cecily about Operation Giant Crusade.

After one street talk, Mr. Cecily said,

"I see... that's what Ira told Crohiko it was a 'good one'..."

and so on. I was whining about something by myself.

Plus I told you about the new curse.

I am not particularly silenced about the curse.

Well, I wouldn't dare.

"Hey, is that a new curse?"

"Yeah. I don't remember it yet. Before I remember, Mr. Clarice wants to do a little research."

And after learning a new curse in the near future, it is a step to try it out at the Holy Ruins, accompanied by Mr. Makina.

The moment of remembrance was also determined by the person's mere wish to reveal later in the day in front of Mr. Clarice.

"Oh, it's time"

Mr. Cecily checks his time on the pocket watch.

"Shall we go back?"

Say, Mr. Cecily, we'll start cleaning up.

I'll help you out, too. Finish cleaning up.

And we left behind a broken fountain.

After the surgical class, after school.

Me and Mr. Currier decided to wait for Mr. Ira and the others in the dining room.

But I've waited about an hour and there's no sign of Mr. Ira coming.

"Want to wait a little longer? He won't be the one to keep his word."

"Right."

And another hour tried to pass - by the way, Mr. Ayla with the blue face came into the dining room.

Besides Ira, there was another one.

but it should have been more on schedule.

Ira looking over the dining room for a moment.

"Ahh."

She noticed us and walked over.

"Mr. Ira...... are you okay?

Ask me, Mr. Ira answers with a laugh.

"Ugh, yeah, it's okay"

But it was obvious that the words were not looking right on the back.

"What happened?

Mr. Currier listens.

Then the female student who was behind Mr. Ira opened her mouth and tried to say something.

but Mr. Ira controls her with her hands.

"Fine, I'll tell you from Atashi. Thanks."

The female student looks at Mr. Ira carefully-, but she whispers.

Once we got our seats.

The number of students in the cafeteria today is low.

Speaking of which, I overheard a woman releasing herself during class when it was the city where many dewstores would participate.

Are the students who are usually wasting their time here taking a trip to the event?

"So, I'm talking about an example operation... oh, sorry. My former companion is gone..."

Mr. Ira opened his mouth.

He was making a laugh, but he didn't seem to be able to shake off the dark stuff.

"Haha... Atashi, I think I did it... everyone said, 'Why are we talking like an operation is going to face the Beozas at some point!' Cause they're mad at me..."

It was the grin that was on her, but her voice sounded blaming herself.

"In the end, the other students didn't get together. I don't like Atashi's lack of power... after all, they don't like to set things up with Little Holy First and the Duke of Troia's son. This fellow from the offensive squad can't be combined with the one who does it on his own. And, naturally... Ha, ha, ha, ha."

In dark tones, Mr. Ira lowers her shoulders and leans down.

"So sorry. All that's left is Atashi and Ray."

Ray would mean the girl student next door.

A kid with fluffy blonde hair, with braided hair dripping down his right cheek.

Is he so small?

"You know... next crusade and example battle, I'm going to stop"

Mr. Ray, who was sitting next to him, makes a face with a void poked at him.

I hear it's the first time I've heard it right now.

"I'm going to ask Bashkarta and the others to do something they didn't do."

Something glowed in Mr. Ira's eyes.

Once she only put something in it for a while, she went on.

"I don't know... there's an atasia, an intuition... sometimes, you mean, you can't see around... you can't. Even if I try, I often go around empty."

With a slight mix of whimpers, Mr. Ira was trying to keep a bright tone.

"At first we were all talking about joining forces to defeat the Titans... and Atashi made it easy. And Ray, I'm sorry."

"I don't care. But I disagree with you asking Bashkarta and the others to do it without a fight."

"I disagree, too."

"Neither do I."

The words of me and Currier, which followed Mr. Ray, overlapped almost simultaneously.

"But the opponents are Beoza and Bashkarta... and over there, it looks like they will eventually squeeze in numbers and reconfigure their offensive squad at the top of the Little Sage. Sacred swords and demon swords are also loaned from the Duke of Troia's house... you can't win. Besides..."

Say you're sorry. Mr. Ira shrinks his shoulders more and more.

Mr. Ray took over the words just in place of Mr. Ira.

"They just said it in the hallway. The crusade is scheduled to coincide with the Atashi squad. I think we're spreading the word about our confrontation with the rest of the students."

…………

You're totally here to break my feelings.

"Something, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, hey... this is happening, Atashi..."

Ira's voice clogs up a lot so that she can no longer contain the emotions she was stuck with.

"Um... is there something wrong with that?

"Huh?"

Mr. Ira looks up at my words.

There were tears in his eyes.

Mr. Ray is also looking at me with a disgruntled face.

I threw a question to Mr. Currier.

"Mr. Currier, do you think we're gonna lose to those guys?

"If I'm going to tell you the truth, it's easier for me to go around protecting a smaller number of people."

Said Ira after she wiped her eyes with her sleeves.

"Oh, maybe you guys don't know how awesome it is because you're not familiar with it, but oh, they're that Beoza Fallontessa, right? Besides, it looks like the Duke of Troia will be able to support you, and the number of top pupils in the Little Saints is high... most importantly, they are more familiar with the Holy Monuments. Even in a hierarchical relationship, experience is advantageous..."

I don't care.

Says Mr. Currier all the same.

Mr. Ira bites his teeth with a sad face.

"Kid, I'm glad to hear that. But..."

"What bothers me is the Titans, one way or another. I don't care about the Fiburg squad. Kick it off whenever you want. but that giant and they are unknown, aren't they?

"Yeah..."

Poopy Mr. Ira.

I guess the reason for this is because I found out that Mr. Currier's words were not strong or anything.

"Hmm, according to the story, there are more than one unknown demon around the giant as well, or... so I guess I just want a few more people. So... how about you guys?

"Pfft... if you're allowed to participate, be sure to"

At the end of Mr. Currier's gaze - just three students stood behind Mr. Ira and Mr. Ray.

…………

I've been in my sight since just now.

Two people sitting face to face with me turn around.

It was Mr. Ray who opened his mouth first.

"Shh, Cecily...... Arklight?