Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

After a while of rain, the legal flux, an annual routine event, was postponed.

It's time for rain, I wonder what I can do about it.

I snuck up on three more liquor stores to run, but the rain of the day doesn't sell very well. More importantly, I'm worried about Ruby Volne.

Well, the liquor brewery doesn't seem to be a devastating blow to the territory because I've heard it in a letter because it's made by magic and it's not affected by so much rain...

The rest of the students are feeling pretty stressed because of the postponement of the legal flush. I mean, either that or I don't seem to stress that I can't play dodgeball.

But I'm in fourth grade or something, and it's my best grade in a little while, so it's time to graduate from Dodgeball. Or something like that. On an occasional sunny day, I'd play dodgeball, too! Fun!

It's time to increase the number of dodgeball players, and maybe even hold a tournament! Or so I thought, with this rain, that might be difficult too. I'm just thinking about planning for now. When I'm bawling, I just think about things I don't like.

Oh, more than that, it's time to go to the head office. It's time for a deal.

I sneak into the headroom in the back of the school by myself after school, and when I go, I knock in a predetermined rhythm called Concocon. Then, from inside, he slowly opened the door in such a way that his head bowed, he invited me inside.

We went inside and the two of us. Okay, just nodded to say let's get started, and the deal started quickly.

"Mr. Lew, this is the spell paper for the week"

"Oh, yes, thank you for all your hard work"

In the headroom, weekly secret deals are sneaked in. I get the example bump from the head teacher, the students' memoirs of the spell, and it turns to pieces.

Um, no new spells.

Although I already have a spell document that is completely close at hand, if I can, I would also like to know what the effect of the spell is, and I would like to continue to get notes from the teachers on the students' memorandum. There may be a discovery of a new spell, and occasionally, a student may write something on that note that looks like a magic trick.

That said, the spells the students write are less important because they don't activate magic even when I cast them. But it's quite helpful to know what magic there is.

But I've been here a long time now, and it's not like I can see the effects of a new spell by looking at the spells the students write for me, and I don't have any discoveries like this. We'll see how things go for a while, and I guess it's time to finish this exchange with the head teacher.

When I look at the head teacher as chilling, he awaits a softening and my reaction. Well, calm down, Matchbox won't get away with it.

On my next long break, I'll teach Mr. Bash how to make matches when I get back to Ruby Voln so he can hire people to make a lot of them. I need to ask the letter to have the ingredients ready.

Matches feel a bit like gunpowder and dangerous if you're wrong, so there was a part of you that was reluctant to sell itself, but it's still convenient, and it's more beneficial for territorial development.

"Yes, it's for this week. Oh, and I always say, never get wet! Be careful, it's been raining a lot lately."

"Oh, I know. Rest assured I keep it tightly in my waterproof bag."

That's what I'm saying, proud of you, headteacher. I'm kind of showing you a huge bag. Maybe it's because of something, but I feel like Seven or Three's attitude towards me has softened since I started exchanging paper with matches and spells written on it.

Well, let's get along, comrade, with each other, with something that people can't tell us, or spirit.

"What do you say, Mr. Lew? It's already getting dark outside today due to the rain. Do you want to see my magic lights on the lamp?

Something about a headteacher who looks so excited to say that. Well, I can't believe you use magic, it doesn't look that way, and I will if you show it to me.

"Ah, yes. Well, please."

When I answered that, the head teacher smiled like he'd never seen before. Something... creepy.

After a single match, and casting a spell, Principal Thomas gave the order: "Bright, warm, light the lamp".

Um, I knew if you were a spiritual user, you'd say something like 'order' after you cast a spell. When I cast a spell too, with the aura wrapped around it, I try to put it all out in my mouth and say it, but it doesn't seem to make much sense.

First and foremost, the only healing magic that has been found to have a magical effect. Even when you don't have to say anything, if you recognize that there are wounds, you will heal them on your own.

Besides, my repeated experiments somehow showed me the magical tendencies I could use.

While I was thinking about that, the effect of the spell of the Seventy-Three Teachers enlarged the fire on the match, what a move to fly with the Byungbyun, lighting all the lamps in the Teacher's Office.

Oh. Wow. When the fire moved on its own, I was a little scared, but I could do this. The room is brightening in an instant, and the room is warming up, like it's heartless or heated. That's pretty convenient magic.

When I look at Seventy-Three, my eyes sparkle and I look at my face.

This is totally expecting my reaction. I was going to say something about 'heh wow,' but with that light feeling, the atmosphere doesn't seem to satisfy me.

"Um, well, that's amazing! That's fire magic. It's bright, warm in an instant, and even though it's a rainy day, it's like being surrounded by warm sunlight...... erm, it's great!

The head teacher nodded satisfactorily at my words as I managed to squeeze my brain in full rotation.

Good. Looks like you're satisfied.

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Ooh! It's been a long sunny day! No clouds! These days, the blue sky is too happy because it's really been raining all the time. Yesterday, it was an awesome dusty rain, but does that make it feel like it's out? Let's wrap up what we couldn't do today on a rainy day! I want to show my face in the tavern, and I bought a bunch of matchmaking ingredients, and...

Though I had a lot of plotting to do, the Dodgeball Boys' "Dodge or Let's! 'I was duly attracted to the call, and I got into dodgeball.

'Cause I haven't wanted to play outside in a long time.

Besides, everyone else seemed to feel the same way, Miss Katerina and Miss Salome, plus Alan and Ritz and pretty much everyone else. It's just that Charles, he seems to have caught a cold, and he's on his way to the infirmary in the middle of class. Dodge, I went to see how things were before I did it, and I slept well, so I just left a letter for you to cheer up.

I'm sorry to hear about Charles, but I'm heartbroken by the sunny weather for a long time! The vacant land that always dodgeball was soaked with rain, but this is wizard magic, and it was just beautifully grand serviced, so no problem.

Yet today, a large number! It's been a long sunny day, isn't it? With this number, you might want to make two coats.

Rather a memorial tournament......

I was thinking about that, and until just now the sun was gleaming and illuminating the ground, but that felt a little, shady, and I looked up at the sky.

Hmm? What, that? Birds? For, big, like...

In the sky, I can see if something birdy is flying.

Then something fell from that bird-like thing to the bottom of the ground.

Dropped a little further away than where I am. Is that bird shit? It's kind of pink, you know, like, even the air around that shit dropped a little pink.

Then, the students who were standing around the pink one fell down.

Huh? That pink smell is getting a little closer to mine as well while I'm thinking...

I felt like my consciousness was going away for a moment. What is this? It makes my head tease. Very, very sleepy. Something about drowsiness...

I think I suck, and I grab the knife that was equipped under my skirt, and stab it gently on my leg as it is.

Because of that pain, I managed to have a clear consciousness. But the pink ones are getting stuck around. Maybe this one sucks. I rush away from the spot holding the handkerchief in my mouth to avoid breathing as much as I can. Looking forward, I saw Miss Caterina, who was a little further away, bewildered to see the students fall.

"Dear Katerina, with the magic of the wind, blow out your pink ones too!

When I scream like that, Miss Caterina, who looks a little surprised, casts a spell in a hurry.

If the pink one gets to Miss Caterina, it's over.

Buo, from the other side, a very strong wind blew. It's probably Miss Caterina's magic. I made it.

In the meantime, the pink ones around disappeared. Looking back, several students are down. Though the pink ones around me disappeared, but it seemed like another pink one was coming from a guy like pink shit.

I just thought if I didn't do something about that, that pink shit buried in the dirt and the dirt covered over it.

Turning sideways, right on the side, Alan is on the ground. Perhaps with Alan's earthly magic, she buried the one like pink shit, understanding that, sending her gaze to Miss Caterina, she again blew out the newly occurring pink one with wind magic.

From the outside, he decides that there doesn't seem to be any more pink ones, and rushes to the falling kids.

Speaking to one of the students and checking his pulse or something, he just wasn't conscious and looked like he was asleep. In the meantime, there doesn't seem to be anything else in my life... what the hell...

Because I sucked a little bit of that pink moya too, or my head is boggling again. I'm going to fall asleep when I'm caught off guard. Are you sleeping pills or something?

"I think I'm just unconscious, but I need to see my teacher. If you have free hands, can you help me get you to the infirmary?

After I said, the sky shadowed again, making a bottling noise and pink shit fell off. Hold your breath.

Pretty close, shit! Though I thought so, the manure was buried right in the dirt, and a gust of wind blew me off a pink moya that was occurring a little.

Apparently, Alan and Miss Caterina responded.

Nevertheless, this pink shit, I think, looks up at the sky again.

There's something like a bird, dazzling and not well seen, but if you put up with it, a bird, not, something like a bird is flying through the sky.

My face... looked like a big black crow in a person's face,.

That anomaly, no doubt......

"A demon!

I heard students screaming.