Shut-in Magician

Siu told Kaspar as he scratched his head.

"You're in trouble because the truth is mixed up by the way. It certainly wasn't an attitude toward noble women."

"I helped an extremely annoying woman without risking her life, and I don't think you can be a little more angry that this is how it works."

Caspar smiled bitterly.

"Big or big. Hey, you."

"Uh, but I did it for you at the time. I'm done with it."

"It's a nature that leaves no harm behind, isn't it? She's the opposite, though."

To Kaspar, who laughed like trouble, Dan rode himself out and pressed.

"It's not about the opposite. That's a plague god!

"Dan hates people like her."

"I'd like to meet someone who likes that."

"Right. People like it..."

After looking around and looking at the faces of the men, Caspar said nothing, just clapping his shoulders.

There is no involvement of the school side even to this extent in rubbing between students.

But aside from the ones I can't transfer, Kaspar also told me to negotiate with the school side.

"Of course, it's going to be through the student council, but I'm going to talk to the school board I know and the like in the name of consultation."

"Are you sure?

'Cause that's why we're dating people.

He looked disgusted and Caspar fisted the cover of the book.

"I don't want to go to a nightclub, but if they tell me it's a future study, I can't help it. I've done something nasty, so I don't think it's going to be as successful as this."

"I respect Kaspar with all my heart. Absolutely not for me."

"You can be cruel sometimes."

"That's right, Siu. I went as a squire, and I'm tired! Respect me too."

"Uh, yeah. I respect Dan, too."

"Light!"

"Master Dan is light."

Someone was sticking him in, but Dan stuck him at his desk. He doesn't seem to like night clubs either. I started zeroing my stupidity while sticking to my desk.

"Smile through the smelly perfume. Patience, it's a streak of patience! Even if there's a kid who thinks he's cute, someone's bad mouth, rumors when he stumbles across it in the hallway. And I've only seen Kaspar and Master Fabian! It's too easy to understand. It hurts! Uh, I wonder if there's some pretty, boncubbon woman out there!

"... Are you drunk?

"You look drunk."

"Do you want me to keep Danboy in your room like this?

"Oh, yeah, give him that. You can put him to sleep properly. I'm sorry, but don't let the maid near you."

"Right. Don't be in case there is."

In a drunk young man's room, the maid seems to be forbidden.

That said, the escort, who was supposed to be on break, carried Dan away. Dan may wake up in despair tomorrow morning after being looked after by a lousy man.

Kaspar said he would report to the school side, so Siu also went to school on the day off.

I was going to report it to Alarico, who is in charge of the class.

"Hmm. Pluwia, is that what you're seeing?"

"I'm going to go talk to the student council later, but I thought it would be better to explain the flow to Dr. Alarico as well. Because Pluwia is not the type to ask someone for help, and probably won't even tell her teacher."

It's a pleasure to meet you.

"You're asking me to leave it to the autonomy of every student,"

The Dean of the Academy said such a lesson at the admissions ceremony.

Basically, the students who come into the Seeker are adults, so don't do anything like a child to me, which was what I felt was pushed away from them by the students.

"But some people can't say it, can they? Positively."

"Because there are so many nobles, that's what happens. That's the majority of the rubbing in the school."

Alarico sighed.

"There were also a few things that bothered me at the staff meeting. Be careful, it may be relevant"

"Thank you"

Lowering his head, Alarico grinned and put his arms together.

"Well, let's change the subject."

"... what is it"

When I accidentally stood up, Alarico laughed out loud.

"Ha. No, actually, I also talked to Jerve, and I thought I'd still let him fly."

"Eh."

"You'd get tired of all the challenges, wouldn't you? It was a combination of exams, but it's getting less interesting, so it's time for me to graduate."

"... that Kaspar might have passed the exam or something"

"Well, I'd say so."

I let go of the students in my hand, so I also let go of your role.

If I was nodding vaguely without knowing if I was happy, Alarico went on to say it.

"So, why don't you take more advanced classes in specialized subjects, ancient language magic formula analysis and ancient language system research?

"... Kaspar's transferring, right?

Alarico giggles, not saying yes or no.

"Just in the form of an afternoon change with Dr. Jerve on Thursday. That's a familiar face, isn't it?

"... sure, Fabian is the student, right? He and Caspar are close."

I sold Fabian.

But.

"You're his friend!

They made me look like the end of the world. Apparently Fabian is the same type. Thinking it was bad, Siu tried to get out of the room. but.

"Running away?"

I won't hold my hand and try to let go. It's not like Alarico, so much so.

I had no choice but to listen. Then Fabian was a problem child with a ring on Kaspar.

"Holding irrelevant books interferes with classes, he is. Moreover, because of the gentleman's tone, the problem is that he doesn't seem to be in the way of class at first sight. You're a typical person who doesn't listen to people at all. When I glance, I do even that, so I'm not coming back. You know, challenges make great points every time."

"You're just like Caspar."

"Caspar, you're still good, because you're playing alone."

I wondered if that too but I'll keep my mouth shut.

"But Fabian, you're not. How many magic ceremonies did he try on the spot because he would look into them if he was concerned?"

"Oh, I'm up and running"

Without magic at the end, without more imagination, the magic wouldn't be activated.

"I can't stand it. So how many times did they break the classroom?"

Did you break it? I sympathized with Alarico that that would have been troublesome.

"He pays for the repairs, but that's not the problem. How many times have I written a final book?"

"Your grief, sir."

"... another thing that uses old words. Besides, in the words we use at these times, no, but right..."

He only had a linguistics teacher and had something to think about.

Seems like he dived into the ocean of ideas, so Shiu left the room behind this time. The secretary and I looked to each other with a bitter smile.

Later, he also reported face-to-face to the student council room, hanging out and walking around the school, before returning to the mansion around noon.

Caspar returns around the time he finishes his lunch and tells him that he will go to the director's house after he has given his support.

He also seemed to be busy for a while because he would see the Dean at the night club.

Poor thing, so I searched the brain records library for rare ancient language books that looked interesting, and I had the original, so I took it out of the space library and left it sneaky on his desk.

I thought I was excited to be back, but I worked to make an afternoon snack.

I was making snacks anyway if I had time.

Of course I cook regular meals, but this one's on the other hand accumulating. But dessert is surprisingly gone, and if you don't leave it there, it's out of stock.

Besides, a friend named Shvikzam (?) I don't know when or when it will be called, thanks to being able to.

The unpleasant hunch was a hit, and the royal palace received another invitation that evening.

Now it belongs to the king, not to Vincent's sealed wax.

That's right, Roland was shaking his hand, and even Siu wanted to shake.

If you open it inside, you can finally find your current owner (?) It seemed to be a request to appeal to the King, who is. Using a king is a huge big deal.

"I wonder if you've thought about it so you can't say no..."

I hated the call wholeheartedly, so I might be.

"So when did it say to ask, Master Siu?

"Uh, yeah.... whenever you're done making dessert, bring it."

"Sorry for the inconvenience" was added in the masterpiece after a letter that seemed like an autographed mite of Svikzam had curled. Signed Wilhelm-Elvestam-Latricia. In other words, it is a king.

"... because it's too late today. I don't mean... or anything like that, but maybe you should come as soon as you can."

"… come on,"

Roland, who was given a letter and read it, was also out of line, a rare and prolonged way of speaking.