Strongest Onmyouji's Isekai Adventure ~ The Monsters are too weak compared to my Youkai Servant's~

At the end of the tumultuous entrance ceremony.

My school life started about ten days behind schedule.

Good morning, Seikaku.

"Good morning, Efa"

Road from dorm to school building. I greet Efa with a smile. [M]

Such a life was about to pass another month.

After the daemon commotion, it seemed obvious but inside the school was chased and roughed up by the response, and they also had opinions to shut down the school for a time and bring students home until safety was confirmed.

There is nothing more impossible than not knowing the identity of the operator who summoned the demon (because I let the demon (Ayama) eat it). but in the end it seemed to have been dropped off.

There must be a lot of things going on around there.

Well, even if you don't know the operator, if you can find the magic team in the school, you can know the M.O., and you can take care of it.

For once, adventurers still look around who hired both inside and outside the school as security.

The response from the school side seems to be like that.

And then.

Near the school building, I found the red hair I saw.

I raise one hand and greet him with a smile. [M]

"Hi. Morning Amu"

Brave man, when Amu stops his leg... he turns to me, his eyes that seem to be overtly troublesome.

"Will you not talk to me safely?

When Amu says so, he flips his red hair and just walks away.

"Seika-kun..."

It hardens with a smile on my face, and Efa looks at me like she sees something pathetic.

but it's okay.

There's nothing wrong with that.

My reincarnated life plan is very simple.

Become one of the strong guys and breathe sweet honey under that umbrella, he says.

It's a wonderful, tiny, nice plan.

Nobody sees a guy like this. Ignore me, too.

So it won't even follow the same end road as it did in previous life.

Being a neck almost found a strong guy at heart, but I was lucky enough to meet him early.

To the delicacy of brave men, etc.

Besides, I'm in the position of alumni. Being close, I've never had a better position.

School life has just begun. We still have plenty of time.

As much as they hate me now, there's nothing to it.

If we could just be friends slowly. So...,

Until then, my thoughts were stiff.

Is that it?

What am I supposed to do to be friends?

If I recall well, I have never made friends from myself in my previous life.

I used to talk to him from the other side and get close... but that was the only pattern I had.

I don't know what to do, even if I want to get along with someone.

Hiha, I've been alive for over a hundred years...

Cold sweat flows.

I've noticed a horrible, too horrible possibility.

Could I...,

A communal disorder?

****

After the morning class.

I was on my way to the dining room with Efa.

Efa says with a worried face.

"Seika-kun, you looked pale, but are you okay?

"Ah, oh. I'm fine now."

I was reliving myself.

It's all right.

It's not like I didn't have any friends.

I'm not a bad person in this life, and I'm probably not a bad person. [M]

Besides, a feminine aristocrat said in a previous life that the more involved it is in any way, the more humanly intimate it is.

If you talk aggressively, you will.

I just have to believe that.

A month after the school began, my harsh current situation of not having a friendly person other than Efa gave me a heads-up, but I decided to ignore it.

Because it just makes me anxious.

"Junyi! That's rude!

In the hallway of the school, my voice sounded.

The students around me see what's going on.

There was the figure of Amu, surrounded by four large male students.

Surrounded, apparently, by upperclassmen.

Oh, boy.

It's tangled again.

Amu, who defeated the demon unity by himself, did not become a one-leap school hero......

That Lesser Demon, which I thought was a miscellaneous fish after all, apparently wasn't a miscellaneous fish by common standards.

I would have been a hero if I had defeated you with a few men.

But if you knock him out by yourself, it's no longer too strong a monster.

All you can point at from around you is the gaze of awe.

Amu was isolated.

Worse still, Amu feat bought the jealousy of the superiors who weren't there.

Some of the top graders seemed to be the only ones at the entrance ceremony, and those who didn't were in a state where only Amu's name could be heard without knowing the horrors of Demon. Apparently that wasn't a good idea.

Amu, who was even the chief with a different grade, quickly caught his eye.

So I see it tangled up like that all the time.

Harassment had no sign of stopping because its cuckoo amu was persevering no matter how stuck it was.

I sigh.

Well, if you're strong, then so be it.

Students around me just watch it farther.

I know some of you are scared of that upper class......

I have no choice.

"Uh, what's wrong?

Speaking up, four upper classmates have simultaneously turned a frigid gaze.

I speak with a smile.

"She promised me after this..."

"What are you?

The slightest blonde, who was in the center of the four, opens her mouth.

"Disappear. I'm just educating this civilian right now. Because the undead who ignore the voice of Leggles Sid Gable apparently don't know how the world works."

"I don't have a hippo who listens to weak nobles hate and brag. If you understand, get out of the way."

The upper classmates turn their angry eyes to Amu's provocative remarks.

Oh, already......

"Amu, a little around the lie..."

"Can't you see I told you to disappear? What's your family name? You're not talking to me like I'm a civilian, are you?

"I..."

At that time, a student on the right ears to the Leggles.

"... Mr. Leggles. This guy's a ramprogue. of example."

The Leggles I heard suddenly gave me a lying grin.

"This is it. I heard your son was admitted from that prestigious Lamplog Count house this year, but I didn't know you were. It's a pleasure to meet you, Seika Lamplog."

"Ha. Hi."

"Nevertheless, the Counts of Lamplog do thoughtful things as well - I didn't know they would put no concubine magic into this school of magic with slavery. I don't know how much money I gave you, but it worked."

……

Oh.

Was there such a rumor?

Speaking of aristocracy, rumors, rumors, it's aristocracy, and I can't help it... but does this feel like I was just as distant as Amu?

"At all, the quality of the school of magic has also fallen. I can't believe the chief is a civilian, the second seat is a slave, and the three seats are without the magic of the concubine. So, once again, I ask you... aren't you talking business to me at the Marquis de Gable for the sake of the dropper?

……

"Huh, you don't have to atrophy like that. Instead of apologizing, yes."

and Leggles puts a sticky gaze on Efa.

"If only we could lend your slaves overnight, why don't we forgive them with a tolerant heart? Hey, you guys?

The surrounding people make a loud laugh.

Among them, a large male student turned his arms as if he were on Efa's shoulder.

"Mr. Leggles, let's not say overnight. Let's buy it out. This slave... it's quite something."

I bowed my face like Efa was frightened.

Regulus exaggerates.

"Oh, that's a good idea. How much is she? Buy it at Word."

"... I'm sorry, but I'm not willing to let Efa go"

"Well, what can you offer me?... oh."

Leggles basically reaches into my chest pocket and squeezes up the bag of leather that he was putting in the glass pen that Luft gave me.

"Wow. This is"

"Mr. Leggles, even that pen empire is hard to come by anymore."

"Hmm, it's too luxurious for a dropper. With that said, I was just about to buy a new pen."

"... it's important, so could you give it back?"

"Don't you see? I'm saying I forgive you for this. Or do you offer slaves?

Leggles to say with a light grin.

I took an extra-large sigh of relief.

Forget it, it's hard.

I can cast a curse on my voice.

"Leggles Sid Gable"

"What is it? Suddenly without any honor. I forgive you for calling me disrespectful..."

"- Don't move (...)"

At that moment, Leggles stopped moving.

He has his mouth half-opened and looks like a dumb statue.

If the eyeballs hadn't moved, it wouldn't be strange to see them wrong.

I take the leather bag and the glass pen back from my hand.

"Thank you very much for returning it"

And I next turn my face to a good boy student who was turning his hand around Efa's shoulder.

"You, what's your name?

"Oh... I'm Marc from the Viscount Preng family. I know it's the Count's house, but it's not what you're told when you drop a kid!

"Then Marc Preng. Beat the Marquis' young lady who's hardening up there."

"Huh? Ah, oh."

There was an intense noise that said no, and Leggles blew up.

"Mr. Leggles!? What am I..."

Surrounders, including Marc, rush to the Leggles stretched out to the floor. but it doesn't seem to be responding.

Looks like you passed out.

Marc, be a fighter. It's better that way.

Still, this magician is a shame.

Just a little tied up by name. Is this it?

Even the de amateur resisted a little more in his previous life.

"Let's go, Efa"

Take Efa's hand and walk out.

The little hand was shaking slightly, and I laughed bitterly.

"You're cowardly, too, Efa. Those people, you could be on fire right now while you yawn."

"... I can't do that"

Voices that are going to disappear.

You wouldn't actually be able to do that, but you wouldn't even be so scared because you're stronger.

"Because... I am Seika-kun's property. Everything I've done is the responsibility of Seika and the Lamplog family..."

I stopped. [M]

Is that what you mean?

"Sorry, you're right. I'll be careful next time."

When I said that and stroked Efa's head, I was comfortable with the soft feel of dull blonde hair in my hand.

Nevertheless, it is difficult to live cunningly.

I wasn't going to rub it just now......

If you don't do it back, they keep taking it away, and if you do it back, you get eyes on it.

The world is unbearable.

"You can do what Efa wants without worrying about me or the house. Somehow, I feel more comfortable..."

"Hey."

Voice from behind.

Looking back, there was an amu figure with his hands on his hips.

"What? That one earlier"

I answer with a smile.

"Seems like you've been so depressed by the Marquis lady."

"Don't be ridiculous. You did it."

"Come on."

When Amu stuffs himself at me, he puts on his righteous face and says in a threatening voice.

Answer me.

The young grassy eyes seen up close were filled with enthusiasm.

I exhale one thing. [M]

"Did you honestly think you could tell me if I asked? I won't reveal it that way in my hand. Anyone."

"... ahhh. Fine."

Red hair passes next door.

I wanted to say something extra.

"I knew you'd thank me."

"Huh?"

Amu looks back.

"Could it have been that you were going to help?

"Yeah."

"Extra help. They're not like that."

"When you make enemies without darkness, it hurts."

"You say extra help. What is it with you? Don't worry about me."

Uh, that's awkward.

I make a smile and say:

"Why don't we be friends?

"Huh? What, suddenly"

"We're having a hard time because of each other's weird rumors and prejudices, right? That's why we're here to help each other."

"Rumor? Regardless of the lack of magic or the slave samurai, I've never heard of my concubine before. Aren't you just vegan and no friends?

Amu stares coldly at me for a mental attack.

"I didn't come to school to hang out with friends. I'm here to be strong. I'm not going to get along with the crap."

"... is that why you're hanging on to everyone?

"Then what?"

"That's a bad idea. If you want to be strong, you have to make company."

"Huh?"

"Strength is number. There is no limit to what one can do alone. Now you're weaker than anyone else in this school."

Amu stares at me.

"So why don't we stick with each other? Dassa."

"I don't think so."

"Either way, I refuse. It's better if you don't have any weak people. No matter how many nobles of the prestigious Count's house, there is no magic."

"I don't have magic, but it's not like I can't use magic. You know I'm taking the same magic drill class."

"You can just use it, right? You also lost points on your own squire in the entrance exam practice. It wasn't because of that lying writing score that you were three seats. What's the score? On the contrary, I'm sick."

"No, that's about it..."

When I tried to say it back.

Next door, Efa stepped forward.

"So my score is a lie, too? It was just ten points lower than Seika-kun."

Amu says, looking slightly snotty.

"Didn't I look at your score and adjust it? Because nobles couldn't lose to slaves until they wrote."

"It was Seika who taught me how to study. Even magic."

To the silent Amu, Efa says.

"Really, Seika-kun is much better at magic. But Seika-kun is so sweet..."

…… What does gentleness have to do with anything?

"I used magic to keep my power down so I wouldn't hurt my target! If the exam officer hadn't acted like that, he'd have broken three targets and scored three full attributes!

"... acting? What are you talking about breaking the target or not breaking it? I don't think it had anything to do with the score."

"Eh... but Amu, I heard you broke six targets and scored them full with practical skills"

"You know..."

Amu holds the temple and says.

"Practical exams are based on how accurately you can perform the right magic."

"Eh."

"Eh."

"Maybe if you broke the target, you thought it would be full? Scared... Did the examiner ever say that? Think about it in common sense. That's not true. I mean, you know, it's not expendable, so it's normal to have trouble breaking it... you guys, aren't you really stupid?

Me and Efa face each other.

What should I do? I can't say anything back.

"Ugh... Seika-kun"

Efa turns to me for help, but I turn away.

"No, that was the first Efa I said..."

"!? Seika-kun, you were convinced!

"What are you arguing about in low dimensions? Same level. Same level. You don't blame your squire, either. It's tiny."

Amu takes a big sigh.

"Stupid slave to an idiot nobleman. I'm more tired of dealing with you than with the entangling elephants..."

With that said, Amu returns his heel.

And suddenly its body leaned.

"Huh..."

Though I didn't fall, I'm holding my eyeballs spicy.

Oh, are you that tired?

"Are you all right?

"... nothing."

That's what I left behind, and Amu left.

Hmm?

Don't feel bad about it. I don't know.

"Stupid slaves to stupid aristocrats. Seika-kun."

Looking next door, Efa was turning a glare. I can't help but laugh.

"Oh, haha, so, but... Efa's got some nerve in weird places, too, right?"

"... what?

"Ah, I can't believe you stuck with Amu... if I were you, I'd be much more scared to piss Amu off than that delightful Marquis Young Man,"

Efa said after a little mouthful.

"... even I would be angry if I could be angry"