Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

'Er... to your father, your mother. Atashi is fine'

A few days after Ixa came. The shooting had begun when various procedures for shooting had finally been completed and a set of devices had been returned.

"Hmmm..."

Thus, it is Ixa who is observing the shooting in a serious manner. They are intrigued by the behavior of tools that are obvious but have never been seen.

On the contrary, I was intrigued by everything, such as the projector, which is co-installed from air conditioning equipment such as coolers, on the premises of the first school to enter.

"As far as it goes... is this coming out manipulating the focus...?

Whimpering with bumps, he peeps in from the side of the shooter at times, sometimes aiming at the moment when the shooting is over and forcefully hits the digital camera to see how it's working, and at times he's a very loud Ixa of excitement, but the instruction finally came in from the teacher.

"Out of the way! I don't know who it is, but please leave!

The teacher I was shooting was finally kicked out because he was moving around me. For once, I was a little reticent because permission was out, but there are limits to that too. She finally came to Tosaka to interrupt the shooting at times.

"Mm..."

That's how I get kicked out, and Ixa also feels sorry for the heat cooling just a little bit. Sure, I was too excited. I was very excited to observe products from different worlds, but I couldn't get them at work. I also made it clear a few days ago that I was angry when I got my hands on it at work.

"Well... what is it..."

Unfortunately, they kicked me out of the observation destination I was observing. I'm not going home in any way, so what bothers her is what's to come.

"Oh?"

But about her being called a freak. Soon the depression will be over and the subject of interest will move separately. It was the basket goal post that moved that way.

"This is... what? The net is in a circle..."

Using his own small flying aircraft, Ixa continues to observe from various directions from top to bottom while fluffing through the perimeter of the basket goalnet.

By the way, her own small flyer is meant to manipulate gravity and float fluffy, so there are no exits that emit light similar to flares in combat flights. Because you don't need speed. For this reason, it only looked like a fashionable accessory attached to the belt.

"The material... iron, huh? The net... the yarn? But something's different..."

I guess it's normal to start with a horrible stick at her fingertips, but she won't hesitate to grab it with both hands and pull it to check the material, etc.

"... the touch isn't cotton or silk or anything. Something sticks up..."

The truth is that it's a synthetic resin goal net, but you can't possibly tell that from Ixa. As such, she continues to observe with interest, but does not realize that she has become quite the object of attention now herself. Well, of course. How beautiful teacher she is in a super mini skirt. If she floats fluffy and stays close to the goal post, she will attract attention.

By the way, of course, a lot of this audience is men. He was sipping raw spit on his thighs, which had no meaty, but wasted meat, with a good scent of colorful flesh of a snooping woman, whilst stirring into a situation where the contents of his skirt seemed invisible and invisible.

Well, there's no way they're gonna move right under her and peek inside her skirt, either, but there's no one to point out. but such a paradise doesn't last long either.

"Um..."

That's one bright brown-haired girl. Well, it's a charm. She came back to do the shooting at school, just like the others.

That said, the shooting didn't take place immediately, I also came to basket in my spare time with the athletic girls who seemed to be free, but if there is a fluffy, teacher-style beauty there, I will also hang my voice. Besides, as the same woman, I can't overlook the fact that my skirt is in danger.

"Hmm? What's up?

"... I see it"

"... hmm?

In that way, I finally get to know my situation and what's going on around me. but she resumed her observation of the goal post again without worrying.

"No, that's why I see it!

"It won't be anything less."

"No, it's not a question of saying so!

"What? Nothing to you... hmm? What's that?

Enchantment is angry at Ixa, who doesn't care, but was the one who frowned at it with fright, but, fu, I find myself interested in the brown ball that the female student who was beside Enchantment had. I brought it here so I thought it had something to do with this strange object (goal post).

That's how she moved from the side of the goalnet that had been floating to the sight of the girl with the ball - the student who came to play basketball with the charm.

"Yikes!"

"Hmm... what is that?

"Huh? Oh, this... is it?

notice the basketball that had the ball and observe it with interest.

"What's the material... leather?

"Er, what do you think..."

You won't be able to answer me if I ask a girl student about this, but Ixa doesn't mind that. Incidentally, the material of basketball used at Tensakura School is synthetic leather, so Ixa's view is not incorrect though.

"Hmm... does this pattern or line mean anything to you?

"No... Um..."

"Hmm... can I borrow it?

"Uh, ah, yes"

So Ixa pounds, and I tap the ball a few times to check the elasticity, and then I turn it around a few times.

"That's light."

"Well, it's cavity inside..."

"Really?

Hearing it from the girl who had the ball, she was stopped trying to cut inside with wind magic < >.

"Wait a minute -!

"Mm?"

"Because it breaks!

It was Kite who stopped in a big hurry. Of course, it's mainly the students at the school who repair it if it breaks down. If you still can't do it, Kite will do it, or if you're beyond the limit, you'll have to fake it to the repairman and Kite will leave as she is.

Note that Tina knows basic kite will do it anyway, so basic she won't fix it. It can be repaired by magic, but if it didn't have to be destroyed, it would have been better there.

"What. I'm just trying to rip it off line by line, okay?

"I guess that's why I stopped it."

Kite, who jumps out the window and comes in a big hurry, rushes to rob the ball from Ixa when she applies physical strengthening to herself and fills the distance all at once. It must not be dusted.

She tried to use < >. But that number was high. Multiple surgical formulas were developed along all lines.

"I'll fix it. That's how it goes."

"I'll take care of it later."

"Fix it, not the end."

"It's troublesome, that way."

"I know!

Kate's anger echoed. Yes, you can burn it with fire attribute sorcery or disassemble it with no attribute sorcery at the end of the day, but when it comes to repairs, you have to get it back on track.

There was no way to make creation more difficult if destruction and creation were to occur. Well, of course, but there are limits to that, so if it is destroyed to an unusable level by fire attribute magic or something like that, it cannot be repaired.

And there's another reason why Kate stopped. She said it breaks down from line to line. If you split up so far, you can't fix it with the power of the students in the school's repairable second line. In other words, it is Kite who will inevitably repair it.

"There are no more spares for this..."

"Mm... right. You didn't have a mill... Can't you create one?

"Don't push me..."

To Ixa's inquiry, Kate dropped her shoulder disappointingly. Of course, even if we try to make synthetic leather in schools, we don't know what the ingredients are in the first place or how to make them.

It doesn't cover all of Earth's science and technology with Kite, and we can't make products made of science and technology without Tina and equipment.

No, in her case, she'll build those equipment if she's willing, but she's not interested. Basically, the priority of the tools not entangled in such expediency was low, and it was the current situation that we were not trying to make unless it became too critical. I won't even have time for that.

By the way, you shouldn't put a scratch on the state of play tool development that ran into her hobby here. She just does it because she wants to do the basics.

It should also be noted that the card game previously mentioned is due to be launched next month as a result of her desperate staffing and training. Nearly as soon as geek culture spreads to different worlds, it may be.

"... only once"

"... just one."

Thus, after several push questions, Kate and Ixa settle on breaking up the ball one by one. It is also significant that Tsubaki, who noticed that Kate jumped out in a great hurry, noticed Ixa, who was ahead of him, and ran to get Shea and the arbitration went in.

"Don't hesitate, then"

As such, Ixa, finally fulfilled her hopes, immediately enters basketball disassembly. Immediately wind magic was used to break down line by line and open inside.

"... hmm? Aren't they brown inside...... pretty thin...... Mmm! What, this elasticity!

Ixa observes in a fully dimensioned basketball and its materials with total excitement. All I had to do was keep an interesting eye on her. And Meizi inquired about Kite to such a place.

"Hey, that, who?

"Hmm? Yeah, I'm a researcher at the Imperial Capital. Look, you've submitted computers and stuff in the meantime, right?

"Oh, yeah. You said you had to scrutinize the photography equipment properly."

Makoto also remembers, but that doesn't seem to connect to why she came. Well, it's natural.

"He said he didn't want to come here because he didn't understand the principles or anything. Don't worry too much, the freak's a nickname."

"Oh well..."

It's good to be stuck in front of you with a basketball that breaks down with great excitement. But seeing Ixa, who has already deviated from the way permission was granted to try through thunder and soak it in water, I can only convince myself that it is fascinating if I have been intrigued and investigated so far. but at the same time nostalgia comes and goes.

By the way, it's already burned and deformed through thunder, so even Kite can't undo it without repairing it with some pretty advanced sorcery. Rather, if it is not a kite, it is definitively disposed of.

"Something... that forcefulness... reminds me of Tina..."

I remember when she herself was pulled to middle school, and when Yuri was forced to make up with her family. There was a bitter smile on my face.

"... stop it"

"It's better that way."

They were blindly looking at the sight in front of them, but decided it was time to stop. There was another Mad Scientist coming all the time.

"Hmm... I've been wanting to look under this coat for a while."

"Mm, there's certainly some secrets on this ground too... Speaking of which, the elasticity is a little different..."

With two more Mad Scientists, I don't know the interest of scientists who don't have anyone to stop them. Then, naturally, all sorts of objects were being broken down as their interests grew. The goal post had already been fed, falling apart on steel columns, plates, etc. It is Kite who will undo it later.

"Come on... come on, you mud!

"Ha... After all, it must be about kite. Can you stop that?"

Thus, Sekiko grinned and muttered one bitterly as she watched Kite go in to stop the two Mad Scientists who had finally begun to twitch their basketcoat back.

Even myself, I feel pressured to keep it that way. Best friend and herself to mark her lover enemies, but perhaps she won't beat this fortitude forever. Charming thinks so in a sigh of sigh.

Anyway, why is it being put in his harem? I've wanted to, but the biggest factor is definitely Tina. That fortitude is what she had and why she became her best friend. As a charm, I don't want you to change it now.

"Well, I guess that's okay"

That said, it's not bad. Meizi thinks so. So she smiles briskly and, herself, starts walking to join in stopping her best friend.

So, dozens of minutes after that. The appearance of three friendly basketeers - just as it's not a good idea for Kite to join them, so he referees - was there, he said.

It goes without saying that, naturally, many boys and girls were visiting to watch the game in an effort to exercise intensely in ultra-mini skirts.