Shut-in Magician

The last week of the Mountain Makeup Moon began and ended with cultural festival preparations. I also went in for two weekends to help, so much so that the last day of light was caged with Ferres for refreshments.

At dawn, it became a grassy moon, and this week also began with businessness.

Almost no classes were held and they ran off to prepare for the cultural festival.

I was worried that the class from next time would be packed, but if I thought about the students coming in along the way, or the class content that would take place in the mix regardless, whether it's the first year or the third year, there might not be so much of a problem.

Nevertheless, it has been a wonder for a long time, where do we fit the Tsuji together?

How much can I learn to get a graduation certificate in the department?

Anyway, Siu has already skipped three specialties. I submitted the paper, but I can't help but wonder if that's okay.

Alarico, who is in charge of the class, says that if you know what the big library level is about, you can mostly be certified.

That's not good because it's the Tactical Warriors Department or the New Magic Ceremony Development Graduate School, but I guess this depends on the teacher's abilities.

Until what is in their heads, they do not make up for it with the knowledge of the Great Library.

The same goes for my thinking, but I took classes and found out a lot.

When it comes to classes that rely on the teacher's abilities, the Production Department is also a unique class.

I was a little surprised when Regro told me that you had already graduated.

"What, so I'm here to take classes on my own?

"Yeah? Well, you say so too. Anyway, you don't have to force me to come. No, you can come if you want. Because what you make is interesting, it also helps other students in their ideas. I enjoy watching it, too!

"Oh, really?"

"I forgot to tell you, just now! Ha ha."

And well, there are some disciplines that are appropriate at this rate.

On Friday, the morning Tactical Warriors Department had completed setting up the place, so we met with the group of players, etc.

It seems that Hing rode, and Reynald stuck it out while he was in class and started messing with the students. I wondered what you were doing even though you didn't have time, but Clarissa seemed to be paying attention on the way back to me.

The afternoon's Graduate School of New Magic Ceremony Development held classes as usual.

Probably not even the "bu" lettering of the cultural festival in Valneri's head. They erase anything that has nothing to do with them from their brains.

Totally irrelevant, the classes progressed with the usual fast-paced progression.

On this day, members of the Student Council and the Executive Committee of the Cultural Festival became accommodating.

Of course, the female students returned to their homes in dormitories, but the dormitories, such as Pluwia, even participated in the dormitories for the most part. Boys were forced to send him to the dorm.

There are still some students taking classes on Saturday as well, but in terms of the overall percentage, it is a small number, so ignoring them started a huge setup.

We accept ordinary people from the front gate and back gate, so we put information signs around and rope in restricted areas.

Even in the restricted area, places where you should never enter were set up with junction magic props. In the meantime, students are not allowed to enter either, so they are only allowed so many places. For example, a medicine vault, a warehouse with demonic props under development, and an office with ancient demonic props under study.

The material vault in Valneri's office was also bounded. He insisted that he would do it, but he complained a lot because he could not be trusted and because he tried not to let anyone in.

"I knew I was gonna come in."

"Ugh, no, it's not"

"During the cultural festival, it is completely closed, with the exception of some"

"I'm a part of it!

"In part, it's just researchers who grow plants that wither away if they don't take care of them every day, or teachers who feed them every day for fungus propagation. And who cares for the horseman? You don't have to do Dr. Varnelli's research every day. It's already been decided at the professorial council, so give it up."

"Come on, I can't believe you said that to me."

His secretary and squire Rustee and Mariel were clapping their hands with a patsy behind them.

By their accusations, Xiu is an accomplice because he has arrived, but apparently only Xiu has been fully placed on the arrow.

While smiling bitterly, I left the teaching building behind.

First-year student executive committee members like Shiu and the others were chased for these chores.

I was often able to speak everywhere because I was running around with my armband on.

"Oh, you, you said Siu, right? Please, help me here!

"What is it? Could it be that you haven't been able to set up yet?

"Don't say the same thing about student councils! I was ordered to start over."

"What, by now?

That's tough, if you get worried.

"An elf girl student is angry at me for not building a gate on such a dangerous foundation..."

You remembered. The youth became sinister.

If you look closely, it does set up a huge gate with just a stone as a foundation that hasn't even been piled. If the wind blows, it's extremely dangerous.

"Uh, that's a class you've been paying attention to over and over again. She was very angry at the committee, wasn't she?

"Ugh..."

He was holding his chest down like he thought.

In the general class of the upper class, we are about to hold an exhibition called "Play with the Rare Beast" in the outer garden on the side of the Dome Gymnasium. There are many nobles, and they bring the rare beasts they keep at home. Even the Department of Warcraft Demon Ecology once thought of a proposal that seemed like a lot of people could come up with.

"I can't help it. Okay, we don't have time, so I'll hit the pile. Where are the ingredients?

"... it's not there anymore. They refused to allow the supplier to do so now. Is there any room left?

"Is that what you're looking for"

"Please!!

I have bowed my head even though it seems to be the son of a nobleman, so I grinned bitterly that it was something unusual, and I understood.

"Then please keep it even later. Um, do you want to use this one?"

Fortunately, there was ground. The earth attribute magic pulled the soil out of the bottom, and the water combined to compress it with gravitational magic.

The upper classmate was surprised to see the soil solidify squarely with a gushing noise and even more smudging.

"Please step back. Hit the pile." Strike. "And then," Fixed. "

Concrete and a square foundation was thickly installed. Pre-embellish the reinforcement and bend the flying area in a circle.

"Hook onto the reinforcing bars here and put up the pillars. If you reuse the removed one, you can do it, right? I think this is stable. And keep an eye out for the rare beasts so they don't get stolen, do you?

"What, ah, ah"

"Well, here I am."

"Oh, hey, that, thank you"

Fine, and I waved away in half.

The same thing was reported by Student Council members and Executive Committee members.

It seemed difficult to be helped or in a situation where I had to help.

For some reason, only Pluwia had done so.

"I wonder why?

That's crazy, I'm tilting my neck.

Mirshka sneaks up,

"'Cause she's scared of something. Everybody's avoiding it."

And he laughed and told me.

"They said it was an angry girl. I was so stupid."

That's Grunical.

"But it's what you say with a smile, so how true is it?"

"A man is weak for a beautiful woman."

"You don't have a man who doesn't like beautiful women."

"Oh, if you're a man who doesn't care about beauty, I'm here."

"Where?

You're stressed out, you're both talking in a whisper, moving your hands with a face like a noble face. It's scary.

If I had only listened to him to stay out of it, all of a sudden Mirshka turned to Siu.

"Look, here"

"Huh? Me?

"That's right. There's one boy who works side by side with a beautiful woman, but doesn't give a shit"

I smiled, but my eyes didn't laugh, but I said that.

Until then, I was whispering, and I noticed Pluwia because of her normal volume, and what? and saw the sioux and the others.

"You mean you work beside Senior Mirshka and you don't care? No, seniors. If you do, you're a child. I can't even flatter you. Don't worry about it. Sometimes they say rude things, and you better not worry about it."

"Oh, really?

"'Cause, you see, I was so obsessed that Mr. Hildegard wouldn't treat me like a woman because of that"

"... pup"

"You're gonna clean up that noise with that explanation? That's amazing, Mr. Pluwia!

It was Mirshka who erupted, and it was Grenical who penetrated Pluwia. My tired face just now has disappeared, and I'm smiling.

"Well, but I'm glad I'm among the beauties."

"Really. I'm glad you're a junior who can flatter me."

"Grenical? You have to shut your mouth, don't you?

"Yes! I'll do my job!

So I laughed, and for a little while, the tiredness in the student club room seemed to be blowing away too.