I have been at the royal castle since before noon on weekdays.

I've been working since the afternoon, so I could actually go to school in the morning, but it would be a waste if I didn't use my public holidays.

Come early and have lunch alone in the royal castle cafeteria. You'll get a lot of attention, but it's always the case that nobody gets near you. I'm sure it looks out of place, but I eat silently without worrying.

A restaurant for the general public that has been immersed since the Zachariah era. I have several favorite menus, so when I have a chance to visit the castle, I use them as much as I can to enjoy the nostalgic flavors.

I was a specialist in eating at first sight. I was in charge of all the cooking, and unfortunately I couldn't cook cheese. Karate has a lot of finger injuries, but you can't even hold a knife. What kind of pianist is that?

Thanks to this, even if you have knowledge of nutrients and the like, the cooking procedure is crisp. Family medicine, camping, washing and weighing, even mayonnaise. I just made some kind of object.

By the way, Euca is the same.

I also broke raw eggs (regardless of form) and fought barrenly against Yuka, who boasts that she cooked rice without washing rice.

For me and Yuka, fried, stewed and noodle dishes in this restaurant somehow feel close to the previous world, and sometimes I really want to eat them. I hope the sooner you show up, the more reincarnated you cheat. I should have stayed in contact with Ayaka, a Western confectioner, even in that sense. Well, I didn't have time or passion to cook.

After enjoying the meat potatoes and drinking the after-dinner tea, I heard a loud voice from behind.

"Oh, Gladys! I wanted to be late....."

Troy, who has just arrived at the cafeteria, takes my hand so that it flows with a wild expression that cannot hide the shock.

So why are you holding my hand right now? Soon, I'll shake it off. We're in the castle today, so we don't have each other's escorts.

"Hey, I met my destiny, so I'm here a little bit more."

"No. I have work to do."

Answer lightly and stand up. Troy looked at my leftover dishes without paying attention as usual.

"Ah, 'what a meat potato'? I love this cafeteria, too. I kind of miss it."

The more you feel that way, the more convinced you are. Basically, Troy, whose castle is Navabali, seems to be a regular here. I'll have to be careful next time. I want to taste it slowly.

Appropriately decorated with a trojan to keep talking, leave the cafeteria behind quickly.

It is true that I have business.

It's called in connection with the fall school event.

In autumn, you can choose between thesis selection meeting and witchcraft and martial arts victory. Rather than autumn of academic studies, I feel like I made an alibi that I took from a virtual brain muscle education institution. I'm putting a lot of effort into my scholarship, too.

Unlike spring and summer, there is no academic curtain in the winning battle because it is a tight battle of sashi. Normally, people submit papers and take credit for events. I don't know what "event" is in units, but I can't help it because it's Balfour School.

In the Zachariah era half a century ago, it was a paper on territorial management, but now it has a wider scope and the economy in general has been designated as the task of the paper.

It seems plain at first glance, but it is also a national policy school event. The top 10 papers are big enough to be published in the newspapers.

Depending on the composition and content of the paper, there is a high probability that someone will notice and often win an incredible path after graduation.

That's why it's such a big event, especially for civilian students, that they risk their lives for this big chance.

I was supposed to be entering the paper screening meeting, but I wasn't eligible!

Fear of being pointed out by Chantal, an economics teacher, surprised me.

Because this big event. The selection board will be composed of eminent personalities and distinguished scholars from all walks of life. This year, I was the recipient of the Leonor Prize, the highest economic award in the world, and I had decided to automatically add my name to the selection board.

It is of course the first time that an active Balfour student has served as a selection board member.

Based on the experience of actually running a company, there was a tremendous amount of good data. I was already willing to write a groundbreaking paper that would shock the Society, but the special exemption was not enough. Not at all happy.

Student papers that have already been screened by the school's faculty up to 30 have been handed over to each selection board member. While I was busy, it was a hassle to read my eyes, but I couldn't lose my hand because the future of the students was at stake.

Not to mention the names of all the students on the list that I know.

In order not to suspect any minor irregularities in the election, the committee will meet in the conference room of the royal castle and make a rigorous selection.

I'm sorry I couldn't join you as a student, but I'm looking forward to it. Because it will be my first participation.

When I was in Zachariah, I could not be added to the final selection in the interests of fairness because it would be an appraisal of my close mentor.

There seems to have been some disagreement about how the same Balfour students rated each other this time. I want you not to be stupid at all.

Now that you've been selected by the selection board, you'll have to choose without any personal considerations.

Arrive in the meeting room 10 minutes before the scheduled time and arrive at the seat where my name plate is placed. About half of the seats were filled, and more than half were teachers. I don't think this is happening anymore.

But we don't know each other in this world, so we're through.

Next to me are two uncles who won an award at the same time. He greets me and enters into a public conversation with someone who pushes me. It was interesting because everyone knew who was chosen.

The selection meeting that began afterwards showed more incandescent excitement than imagined.

Should it be called national nature here? Even scholars and cultural people are very enthusiastic about fighting. Because the future of a promising young man is at stake, there is a serious level of competition that exceeds my expectations.

I can't believe the scholars at the Grand Palace are starting to fight each other... Be careful of your injuries, Grandpa!

Besides, you're too accustomed to making a ring of hedges, aren't you? After watching the game in Norinori, the betting begins. Maybe this is a routine event?

Is that it? Maybe the Ring Doctor is waiting in the front row? A pro wrestling venue!! There were three doctors on the selection board for some reason!

I couldn't help but cheer on the performance of the microphone. Oops, Professor Sanders of Hyde is breaking in! I knew it was a pro wrestling!! You're not dirty, are you still my teacher!? A pen is stronger than a sword, not physically!

Can I have some fun now?! That's why I won't join the fight!!

As a result of the fierce fight, Noah ranked second in a year because of my friendship. Chiaran is fourth in both events. Surprisingly, Berta won 10th place.

When I provided a large amount of my wasted materials to Belta with a little interest, it turned out to be an odd work that split into a delicate favor/no argument even at the meeting.

Praise for thorough facts and objectivity, perfect numerical outcome. I didn't do the thesis, it's not economics, it's statistics. I thought it was funny. She couldn't help but notice things.

Incidentally, the first place was Ryan, a third-year student who had been swayed by Jade during the Survival Games. I thought it was nice to be honest.

Nevertheless, behind a pale newspaper announcement, the intellectuals' bodily language fever was like this.

I thought it was a hard meeting, but it was quite entertaining. --I 'd like to come again.