I'm coming to Euca today on holiday. In other words, the current location is the royal castle, its library.
Since the final exam for the previous semester is approaching, it's a Bishbashi private class from the morning.
No matter how hard I try, I just have a language handicap, so I want to follow you there.
Of course, Yuka is usually followed by a proper tutor and well educated. But that's part of the foundation.
As far as testing measures are concerned, I have professional know-how. It's quite luxurious to have Dr. Zachariah all alone. Let's finish up the overall score.
My former colleagues' tendencies and countermeasures are slow. Regarding the unknown teacher, I obtained a notebook and past questions, and summarized them in the material that captured the general points.
"In the meantime, if you do all of this, you won't just fail."
The intermediate test presses a heartbeat on Yuka's anxious face.
Unlike me, who was reborn with a high spec brain, Yuka came here as a living member of the Brainstorm Sports Association. If you don't do it as efficiently as you can, you're going to punch.
"Yes, but I appreciate it."
Exhausted Euca solved the last problem and exhaled a long breath.
They say they're not good at studying, and even if they're forced into it, it's not effective. That's all for today.
"All you have to do is plan it by the end of the test day."
"Yes, good luck!
Yuka, finally freed from the problem, answered energetically as she grew.
"Everywhere, it's tough before the test."
"Fufufu, it's summer vacation when it's over. It's about two weeks."
"What do you do for a rest?
"Well, I guess it's mostly work. It's accumulating, so I have to clean it up. Where's Yuka?"
"Of course I'm training!! The dead" Nakajigokoro "is throbbing!
Euca, whose eyes had died just now, was motivated to answer.
"You're getting some magic stuff?
Yes, I feel like a psychic.
I'm glad it seemed fun. Euka is now fully committed to developing its capabilities based on its black spirit, as announced earlier. If you've been a normal person until now, but you can deal with paranormal phenomena in an acquired way, that will increase your tension. I'm flattered.
"Don't Troy give you any weird tricks?
"Yes, it's kind, but it feels administrative, and it's just a good distance."
Euca answers me brilliantly, worried. Troy also has a subtle distorted feeling in Yuka, so I wonder if you'll understand that.
Ah, it looks like we have another appointment.
A secretary came to pick me up.
"I need your help with the work of the leading prophet, Ada."
"Yes, you're busy and hard. Don't push me."
"Yes, thank you for today."
Quite a tough Yuka rushed to the next schedule and left the library behind.
I was impressed that it was really completely familiar.
It was left in the library of the less popular royal castle and inhaled its unique smell to take a deep breath. Very nostalgic.
In the previous life, it was one of the nawabali that had been immersed in it for nearly half a century from the age of seven until its death. I read most of the books here.
Take a seat and slowly explore the passage between the bookshelves to find the difference.
The feet went naturally to the best place to go. One of the deepest rooms in the library. Beyond that door is a collection of ancient documents of important cultural properties. Only specially authorized persons or their companions should be admitted. Unfortunately, I can't do it now.
I thought if there was an old literature here, there might be clues to what was happening in this country right now.
Of course, most of the books are read in a scattered fashion.
But now that we have more or less new information, can't we find something that we didn't realize back then?
I'll ask Isaac or Ada later.
When I turned around thinking so, I found Isaac there.
"Good evening, Noah's grandfather. It's been a long time."
Greet your friend's grandfather fairly politely to the extent that he's not acting strangely.
"This is Miss Gladys. I hear you're getting along with your grandson. I met her somewhere unusual."
Isaac also told his grandson's friends not to become unnatural.
When I'm with Isaac, I feel more and more nostalgic. When I was a kid, this was each other's territory, and I spent a lot of time together. It seems that the habit of being immersed in this place has not changed.
Both of them have changed a lot, but I felt like they were pulled back at that time in an instant.
Maybe Isaac felt the same way. I would have passed by with a greeting, but I kept on saying more words.
"Are you interested in the books?
"--yes!"
Ask him, big Isaac! And shout inside. There is no need to do it at a later date. Now they're making a way for me to ask. Thanks for the ride.
"I was hoping you'd find out what I was looking for here."
"Well, I'll give you permission. I have heard from Noah that you are good at your studies. [M] Follow me."
"Thank you."
That's Isaac. He learned my intentions well without a meeting. The ones you should have are pretty familiar.
In the library, the prime minister of facepath took me into the old document room of interest.
I finally got back to talking after I was convinced that I was completely blind to others.
"Thank you, Isaac. I saved myself the trouble of going back out."
What are you looking at?
Isaac asks in his old tone.
"If possible, I want to find out what happened during the time of Galatea and Demetria, the great prophets of the past. The anomaly that's happening right now is connected to that."
Eyebrows at my major announcement.
"Say something important earlier."
"This must have been the right time. This is what I'm talking about."
"He's as arrogant and absurd as ever. Not growing at all? I got dizzy when I read about the New Hua Battle Royal in the newspaper. It's too prominent. Remember that you are far more negligent than you think."
"Ahahah. You're the only one who can give me that advice."
Decent dialogue has lasted almost 17 years. But as if there was no distance, the same air was flowing as before.
It's like the last time we had a drink together.