The next day, the newspaper reported in detail the results of the Balfour School routine, the Welcome Battle Royal.
Personal Results.
# 1 Viola Orhoff.
# 2 Sonia Einsworth.
3rd place Daniel Hunter
4th place Tilda Ingram.
5th - Fuzzy Yuka.
6th place, Noah Clayton.
7th Chiaran Glenville, Maximilian Langley.
9th place Ernest Ingram.
10th Place Gladys Langley.
All the winners were sunk and Rookie accounted for half the turmoil. And of the three teams, two are first-year leaders. Three out of ten are non-combatants.
Viola and Tilda ranked first and second in terms of number of destroys. And Tilda, Guy and Ernest, is a big Venus that makes past winners corrupt. Even Sonia and Daniel, the main assistants, rank 3rd and 4th in the open and top exclusive from one party!
Unexpectedly, Noah took first place in the number of points.
Noah completes 90 of the number cards from 1 to 99! What's going on with his intelligence?
I collected 100, 200, 300 points and I stopped in second place. I was betting on my personal grades here, but it's fuckin '...
Euca comes third, and non-combatants dominate points.
Overall, the Gladys team came first, the Kieran team came second, and Rookie was a one-to-one finish after all.
The precedent was the result of exhaustion from one end to the other. As a result, I, Gladys Langley, had concluded in a newspaper review that scratched everything around.
Each newspaper analyzes my strategy. Something like the Prime Minister's daily trend, my actions and the results accompanying them are reported in time series.
Besides, it's a critique that doesn't just say it's bad. I haven't broken any of the rules. I'm not a fighter anyway.
It seems to have been a shock to the world that one way to do it was shown to flip the traditional flow so far.
Perhaps next year, intervention in the system will be banned. Well, I meant to dispose of it once, so I don't mind. Daniel will graduate, and I can think of a big change of members.
Well, let's think about next year next year.
Anyway, I have another pleasure today.
The day after the fierce battle, today is the first holiday since school began.
I have dinner plans to celebrate my 16th birthday.
This world's birthday party is a private family event.
In a world where there are many monsters, it is customary for the family to celebrate that the more lives are in danger of fighting on the front lines, the safer the years have passed.
Every year, I celebrate with my uncle, but since last year, Max has been with me. I have booked a restaurant for the nobles and princes of the King's Capital.
My birthday is three days away, but it was on holiday tonight that I managed to accommodate my busy uncle. Still, it seems that there is a lot of work to be done at home in the study. He is doing his best to finish the dinner.
Max is busy with Max. I go from morning to the royal castle because I only have time on holidays to train as a Gatsuri Knight. Leading knights with fewer chances of battle away from territory can participate in Royal Knights' training, regardless of age.
There are probably a lot of men who fought yesterday, and Rufus belongs to the Knights. In this way, the knights who have been in the realm build various connections in the King's City.
I also have to go on holidays with work that tends to get stuck because the school has started. It's gotten a lot wider, and I've left most of my management practices to people from the beginning, but I can't just give up design. My brand for me by me. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense to make a company out of hobbies.
To avoid bluntness, I always make time for dancing, karate shapes, and accessories every day, and exercise time is essential.
As soon as I got into school, I was already busy with murder. I'll be in full-scale class from tomorrow, and it'll take a while to get used to it. But I won't sleep as much as I can! When beauty and health are reduced, they fall.
Thus, the three members of the family spent a busy day enjoying the dinner without worrying about it.
My uncle, who came near the end of the evening and finished his work, gave me a gift to celebrate.
Birthday presents are on the same day again. Let's say this is a party win and a personal awards celebration. "
Uncle who wants to give me a lot of presents breaks it down for each thing.
"Dress!?
Unexpectedly raised his voice of surprise. Nobody presents me their clothes now. Plus, a set of accessories and shoes.
"I've been sending you dresses since I was a kid. If I thought it looked good, I really wanted to give it to you."
My chest is kinda burning up like an uncle who smiles softly. I thought what I was wearing was something I would naturally prepare for myself, but it's a gift from someone I care about! A new discovery!
It kind of illuminates me when I think I want to wear cute clothes on Lorraine and Chris.
"Thank you, uncle! I'm wearing it today!
Return to your room immediately and get Zara and the maids to help you get ready to go out.
Girls take time to feed! - I just wanted to say something. Both of them got up and went out in 10 minutes. I feel like a noble lady.
Max came home while he was in the room. They'll be changing in a hurry over there.
Finish your hair makeup, wear accessories, and check your appearance.
Clear and elegant dress in silver grey. A long A-line with a discreet and orthodox length, of course. Tonal high heels.
Blue topaz earrings and necklace reminiscent of my eyes.
--To be honest, the scales fell out of my eyes.
My uncle's taste is conservative, but he has great taste. Even though it is a type that I would never normally choose, it suits me very well. The usual togari is empty and fresh.
You're going to circle around and come back, or new inspiration is going to come down and suck.
When you get back, I want you to design it!
I had to show it to my uncle immediately, and as I walked out the door with joy, I bowled with Max.
Max in formal looks at me and makes his eyes round.
"What the hell! Amazing!!
An unusual compliment for letting go. Yes, yes!!
"It's a present from my uncle!
"--Did you have that hand...?!
In my reply with a smile on my face, Max suddenly had a shitty face, and the damn thing hit him again, and he was bumpy.
Speaking of which, in a comic book I read a long time ago, a man said he was giving his clothes to take off. In the meantime, if Max gives it to me, I'll give it back to you in soccer.
"Uncle, how are you!?
When I showed it to my uncle who was waiting at the entrance hall, he returned with a smile of joy.
"Excellent, Gladys. I'm glad I gave it to you."
I admire it too. I feel like I've opened up a new horizon, and I'm doubly grateful!
The restaurant went out feeling totally good.
It was obviously unusual to be noticed, and I felt even fresher.
Well, if we went out dressed up, it wouldn't be a big deal anywhere. Max's body almost caught up with his uncle, and that's what makes me so handsome. I'm familiar with both.
But it wasn't just the dress that got my attention.
I forgot it was just a big one in the paper this morning.
It seems that the traditional events of Balfour School have become popular again as a small demon who has roughed up with cunning and nasty measures. --I 'm not convinced.