The Great Prophet Is Running From Her Previous Life ~ I Want to Live a Rose-Colored Life After Being Born a Third Time as a Duke's Daughter~

That was the quality of the Balfour Schools, and the snowmarch exercises, although behind schedule, were courageously carried out.

There were no serious injuries, and only the mode of sudden (...) illness (...) fell was brought to the ambulance.

Rather, everyone was tense and in a mood.

And flowers bloom to chat during the exercise. The morning events alone have the momentum to eat three cups of rice.

Especially if you're just walking like a fighter, don't do anything else. Marching in the snow is a nasty thing, and it feels like you have to have fun talking. I've been through this before, so I've been listening.

Because I don't think about allocating pace to the late Bates, you fools! And I smiled inside. If it was Zachariah, I would have said it out loud.

Well, thanks to that, a lot of rumors came to my ear.

In today's commotion, it seems that various episodes have been born, and there is a rumor about whether that's what happened to him. That kind of thing spread quickly among the students.

Some Orthodox people saved ordinary students from the rain of bursting magic, while others wondered how they had developed into a great brawl of beatings as a result of dropping magic bullets on rivals.... I wanted to see it.

Surprisingly or naturally, it was the Hunter family who showed outstanding teamwork that was most useful in this state of turmoil. Most of the students were thrilled that the award was theirs. Guy's an idiot, but he's got a head to lead. Recently, it has grown more and more dramatically thanks to training with Shogi.

I wonder if Yuka and Claudia will be the ones behind the award that no one knows about.

It seems that I happened to find the fallen vice principal and embrace him. What a change to plain content.

At most, I was slightly touched several times during the after-school period. I apologize to the two of you who were very active because they were buried in many topics without special attention.

But as I also told Claudia, I really said that what happened today would be rewarded someday. I'm sure you'll come when you know what that means.

Speaking of which, you're supposed to explain the rescue to the vice principal in the principal's office? It's the only transport case. But I don't want to think about face-to-face with the principal ~ "

Max has been sympathetic to me. Even after school today, there is still a chat in the classroom in the name of exchanging information.

I give back the smell.

"Fufufu, do you think I'll be upset?

That's right.

Even so, Fergus is really doing a good job. It's a fine thing the students are so afraid of. Nobody's been nagging me anymore.

"You fell apart from the commotion, didn't you? It wasn't a major medical condition, and I'm glad to hear that."

Viola, who doesn't know the truth, says casually. I haven't spoken to any of my colleagues, of course, because of the principal's orders. All you know here is me and Yuka.

"Yeah, I've only dealt with it as a matter of course, so there's hardly anything to report."

Max continues to be intrigued by me answering slowly.

"You and Yuka, you've been watching everything since the beginning of Berta's fall, right?

"That's right. That's why your explanation might come to the fore. I'm the best witness."

Noah looked at me with a smile and looked at me with an envy.

"Ah, I wanted to see it from the start. Too many things to look at everywhere, so I had trouble choosing where to go."

Unfortunately, it looks blurry.

That commotion is a rare entertainment for him. If there was anything I could do, I wanted to mix it up too, Konji-kun. I'm sure you've enjoyed the variety of happiness. Should I ask you more about it later?

Incidentally, the belta was stunned by the impact of being scraped and caught, and was unaware of the big development that followed.

He woke up in the infirmary and was told that he had lost consciousness again. I don't know how to follow you.

Euca put her hands together to feel sorry for her.

"I'm sorry to leave you to the headmaster! I'm not good at calling the principal's office."

"Well, even a regular would be troublesome enough to be good at it. Yeah, and then we'll negotiate grades?

"That was a joke! I'll do it right!

When I teased you, the swelling came back.

"Oh, I'll use anything I can. It's not a very good deal."

What a waste.

"I'd be very grateful, and I'd take everything I could."

Everyone around me agrees with Viola as a matter of course. Yuka was more confused.

"Hmm...?"

"The criterion of cowardice is different from 'Japan'."

As much as I can empathize with it, I smile unconsciously.

It seems that even though they are completely familiar with the country, there are still parts that cannot reach Euka.

Basically, the results are everything, so the cleanliness and innocence in front of the building is not that much to be desired. Cheating is about as good as ants. If you can dive through the school's rigorous surveillance system, it's better. Well, if they find out, they're out, so after all, no one can praise that wonderful technology.

"Well, pick someone who feels good about Yuka."

Well then, I'll do my best on my own.

Yeah, that's good.

I immediately agreed with Yuka, who answered with a lot of courage.

It doesn't matter what Euca decides. You don't have to get used to this country until you can force yourself to twist your will and values. What matters is the pile of trivial decisions like this. Gradually set lines that can be folded in this way. If you fail, follow me.

In the after-school classroom, in a short time and in a lively conversation about today's exciting events, only Chiaran seemed to have fewer words than usual.

I've been worried about you since morning.

Look, I'll send an eye contact with a smile. There was a little bit of trouble, but after all, it settled down without leaving a big problem.

It suited everyone's air, but Chiaran responded with a subtle expression.

This is my attitude when I have something to say. If we were alone, we would have listened carefully.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Though the subject is endless, it's not everyone's time. I spend a lot of fun breaking up and dropping off some of my friends to finish the classroom. I'm staying. Fergus is expecting you.

Chiaran, who put his hand on the door to follow them out, stopped and looked back.

"Good work today. You're not wrong."

The tone was as subtle as usual, and that's all I said.

"Well done" on embracing mode is a word that has been called several times today by an unspecified number of opponents. Everyone sees the same casual praise.

However, only a few seconds of alternating gaze is as straight and serious as looking into my mind....

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Had it not been for this classroom, I might not have kept my smile on.

- I got hit.

Chiaran had an amazing informant with him. Noah's guy, after all he fell in love with, he chose one of the staff rooms to look at. It smells like shit! At that time, I couldn't afford to notice.

In other words, Chiaran knew exactly what happened in the staff room, where Fergus forbade it. That line you put on me.

Besides, I was really hit. I was shot through the heart by surprise.

It has been taken for granted since the time of Zachariah.

Everyone tended to overbelieve the Great Prophet as if he were the Almighty. Put everything in your palm with an invincible prediction, lead to the best results, and get everything right. It was state-led and even performed in such a divine way.

I don't strongly deny it, but that's not why it's different from other people's minds.

I did see the vision of mode coming back to life safely. However, it can't be okay to let someone who used to be a close companion die knowing that.

When I actually saw my breathless friend, I thought my heart would stop with guilt.

There are parts of me where I can't forgive my own decisions. Still, there is no reflection or regret. After all, for the best, I will always make the same choice again and again.

That's why I was just going to swallow it with self-loathing alone.

None of the people who were there made me realize that I suffered so much. Everything is as calculated. That's what I've been doing for half a century.

And Chiaran, who wasn't there, won't miss it. You'll always find out. When I'm really tight.

Knowing the aftermath of today's day, I immediately realized why I had been a Navas since the morning... and admitted my ruthless decision. As someone who is equally prepared to make decisions.

It's just a strong argument that there's no basis for it. Too illogical and not Chiaran.

Still, the incredibly guilty pain is diminishing with such short words at the time of parting.

Yes - I didn't mean to say such a thing to anyone, and I was behaving smoothly, but the truth is, I worked really hard.

He was eagled by the vision of a tragedy that haunted his brain, and desperately aroused himself and gave instructions with fear and pressure of failure.

That's why I'm so happy that Chiaran's only two words are about to tear.

Don't blame yourself because you're not wrong.

Good luck with that.

It supports me, even if I'm not around. Don't leave me alone as a great prophet.

--How long are you going to spoil me? This is no commandment.

You really can't be a Chiaran.

"--yeah... thank you"

She murmured in her mouth towards her back, which was no longer visible.