The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

Then, I will talk about her "everyday life" while giving consideration to the privacy of the chairman.

At regular meetings during the lunch break, everyone should bring their lunch boxes and make various stories bloom.

After school, have a good time with senior Lilim and senior Ferris.

Recently, I occasionally show my face to the swing part, and at that time I am seriously devoted to swordsmanship.

"――That's right, the chairman is having a great time every day."

If I talk bland like that,

"Well, that's more than anything ..."

Mr. Sebas nods with satisfaction while staring somewhere far away.

His face was both happy and sad.

Chairman / Senior Lilim / Senior Ferris: The joy of knowing that my old friends are still doing well.

Lament that I can no longer return to that warm circle.

It is a complex expression with various feelings mixed.

(Why did Sebas join the black organization ...?)

If you care so much about your chairman, you should just swing your sword for her.

He climbed up to the four knights who report to the emperor, and he has that much power.

(But I'm sure there's something that can't be stopped ...)

The thirteen knights of the oracle seem to have a “wish” that they want to fulfill even if they join the black organization.

Fu-Rudras, to know the end of the world-"Beyond the Waterfall"

Rain-Glad is helping a girl, Serena, who is affected by the curse of the rain.

Sebas-Chandler ... What is it?

If I'm thinking about that,

"Well, Allen ... isn't there anymore? No matter how trivial. Really anything. The chairman cried, laughed, and got angry-I just want to hear her" live. " It's ... "

Mr. Sebas said that, and he asked for desperately.

"Hmm ... oh yeah, there was a story like this."

That's true. This is a lunch break before the graduation ceremony.

As usual, when we were meeting at the regular meeting, “Lunch Luncheon,” the door of the student council room was suddenly opened and a male student entered.

He graduated shortly in his third year, liked what he had seen since he saw the chairman, and wanted him to associate with him on the premise of marriage-loudly speaking these three, bowing his head down. Was.

An early story made a confession of love to the chairman.

The result-devastating. "I'm sorry. I have a favorite person."

"At that time, I was a little surprised. I saw the moment someone confessed for the first time."

The next moment I told such a story,

"-Wait a minute, where is that garbage?"

He distorted his neat face and released a squeaky “pressure”.

Unusual killings full of hatred and anger.

(This is ...?!?)

I just had the same “negative emotion” just the other day.