The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

Since the college cafeteria was already closed, I am on my way home to the student dormitory after cooking dinner at Shizukutei, a popular restaurant in Rise, about tomorrow's practical exam.

As the leading walkers stopped, Kurli and Mia looked back.

"I want to tell you something."

As Mia and the others breathed into their very solemn faces,

"What are you doing to a stick?"

Pruitt asks straightforward. I honestly think it's amazing that you don't hesitate even in places like this.

"You may have noticed, but I'm not a resident of this world. I'm just as lost as Yukihiro the rumored brave."

It's a very sudden and intense whiteness.

Nobody here was surprised to begin Pruitt's response on behalf of Mia and the others.

Actually, I was aware of it somehow. After the interrogation, each one had a childhood topic, but only the one of the Eights was obviously heterogeneous.

I went to a movie theater with my friends or rode a cruise ship at sea. I often hear stories of fantasies, such as arriving the next day on a trip to a foreign country. Because the Eight who talked about it seemed so lonely looking at the distance that they would never return to their homeland.

That's why we all realized that Eight's story of this homeland was the truth, not the lie. At the same time, it occurred to me that Eight was a visitor from a place of culture completely different from this world.

"One day, as usual, I was reading a book on a bench in the shrine grounds. Soon after I noticed it, there was a thick fog in the area. When I came back down the stairs, I stepped on this world. And it was tough. He was suddenly thrown out into the woods, protected by a wandering, exhausted hunter uncle in a small village."

Eight breathes loudly and deeply by cutting words. From the perspective of arousing this determination, I'm sure that what we're going to talk about will be very painful for the Eighth, and even change the outlook on life.

"The people of the village have just come to this world, and I don't know right or left. I was very kind and kind. That's when that undead incident happens."

I see. I wonder if you've been caught up in that disaster.... "

Eight nodded loudly at Cliff's words.

"Yes. Towards the undead near the village, the village chief decided to evacuate to the fortified city of Straheim. You must have been unlucky. During the evacuation, the leader of the gate nobles joined us. After that, you don't need a detailed explanation, do you?

"The nobleman's face is dirty!!"

Cliff kicked the ground with a twist and raised his anger. Pruitt took control of the cliff, trying to get angry again with his right hand.

"You were forced to do it, sir?

Quietly ask the Eight.

"Yeah, it's a series of tragedies and comedy that make you laugh. The army of the aristocrats ordered us to stay in the place for three days and retreated. Three days later, we were attacked by an army of undead."

"Terrible....."

Teresa bites her lower lip and mutters.

"I can't forgive that...."

I can't stop my anger. Naturally, the regular army of this Empire consists of a standing army that usually resides in the Imperial Capital and a temporary regular army that is the leader of a faction nobility in response to sudden emergencies. Even if one of the regular armies sacrifices the people it is supposed to protect in order to protect itself, it is a rhetoric.

"As Undead approached his eyes and nose, the Imperial Standby Regular Army came to his rescue. That's..."

"You must have been my father....."

As she nodded, Pruitt closed her eyelids with her arms folded. Probably waiting for the Eight to talk.

"Lampelz Browser is a real hero. That's why I'm sure he's the only one who got us out of here. After all, his miscalculation was that there was a foolish and cowardly Bonkra among the refugees there somehow."

Eight throws up like that. Overwhelmed by his disgust and contempt, he listened to the story.

"Tochi, the madman, left everything to his fate and surroundings and fled the ranks of refugees to save his life. I shouldn't have abandoned it. No, he should have abandoned it."

Potatoes, potatoes and liquid fall at the feet of the falling Eight. Mia knew exactly who had already escaped.

"Hah, I see. Is that what you couldn't tell me all along?

……

When Pruitt squeezed his shoulders and exhaled loudly to the silent and trembling Eight,

"I heard about it from a senior officer under my father's command. I'm telling you the last words of my father from that officer."

Turning quietly to the Eight, he said so.

"Ah, from that guy!?"

Like being played, Eight lifts up her face and looks at Pruitt with her nose running and tears.

"Oh, you're not bad at all. So keep your chest up and move on."

"Uaa... ahhhhhhhh!!"

At last, Pruitt was watching with a warm smile as he clapped his knees on the shoulders of the tearful Eight.

I see. When this exam is over, you're going on a journey.... "

The confession from the Eight was unexpected and extraordinary. That is, at the end of this practical exam, the Eighth will embark on a journey to find a way back to the original world. Which means Mia and the others are different here.

Those who fiercely opposed it were not even interested in it before.

"I disagree! One more year! It should be enough after graduation to find a way back. If we all split up..."

"Thank you, Cliff, but I've made up my mind."

"Neither I nor I am convinced! Eight will graduate with us!

Recently, Teresa, whose childish sounds were lurking, was screaming like a young child's tantrum.

It's not impossible. Recently, everyone relied on the Eight. For Mia and the others, the Eights were like older brothers.

"Eight, Mia wants to graduate next year too!!"

I can't think about the everyday life without my brother. That's why Mia was shouting out loud.

"Guys... I'm sorry"

The Eight smiled sorry.

If the Eight flips over, only Pruitt feels a little negative. I was cowardly thinking about it at this time. So focus your attention on Pruitt.

Pruitt's eyes were filled with Mia's expectations.

"I think I'm good."

Spinning words the opposite of what Mia and the others wanted.

"What are you talking about, huh!? We're all going to take Mr. Syrabe's class. That's why I've been working so hard for the last six months! And now..."

"It's not like we're breaking up. And I'm sure Dr. Syrabe will support the Eighth Choice."

When Pruitt looks at the Eight,

"But don't forget. Our old G-Class souls are with you. Tell me the truth!

I banged my right fist on my chest and shouted.

When the Eight looked around Mia and the others, she raised her mouth slightly.

"Yeah! I know! If we find a way back to the original world, I'm sure we'll see each other again. I want you to wait until then!

He shouted so forcefully.