The Most Heretical Last Boss Queen Who Will Become the Source of Tragedy Will Devote Herself for the Sake of the People

"Hey, are you sure Jack's okay...?

After Arthur pulled the senior student down the hall, Dios muttered weakly in the quiet classroom for a few seconds.

Croy and her sister are worried too, and she looks anxiously at me and Stale as if she agreed.

"It's okay," he replied, while Stale gently shook Dios and Croy's head with a pen.

"Please move your pen more than that. For Jack, who can defeat a bear, it's only three years of high school."

After a faint noise, the two shook their shoulders almost simultaneously.

Holding the hit head with one hand, he runs the pen in an irresistible manner. Continuing to drop his gaze on the paper, Stale threw a whisper at them.

"Dios has too many spelling mistakes. Chloe should not simply monochrome words in the same vowel."

Describe the two eligible Niyamis with the wrong characters, both Dios and Crowe.

If I rewrote it, Stale would say "Correct". If I don't concentrate, I think it's a little interesting that accidental mistakes are of a different type than both of them. I still have character.

Onee-sama, who was watching them with me, cried out, "Um..." Shit, I have to move my mouth too.

I apologized in a hurry, and the onee-sama shook her head from side to side silently. With his eyebrows down, he put it over my desk and opened his mouth saying, "No?"

"Really, don't worry. I'm really sorry that Jeanne and the others got involved, even though they seemed to want to help me earlier. I could have studied in a different classroom if it hadn't suited me."

Gradually, onee-sama's voice shriveled and her beautiful back became round.

Don't worry, I want to inadvertently stroke onee-sama's head as she leans down to the table and narrows her shoulders, laughing. She's definitely older now!

I inadvertently forget my position as if I was in front of Tiara. I pulled my hand out of my head once and closed it. Then again, wrap your hands around onee-sama's pen with both hands.

Onee-sama raised her face to be surprised by the sudden holding of her hand, but she didn't shake off her hand. On the contrary, the hand does not move slightly. My beautiful gray eyes reflected me. Turning to the mirror in her eyes, I smiled and showed it, and then I heard it again.

"Never mind. You're not bad at all. Let's study harder than that. That's all we want."

Philip, Jack. And then onee-sama opened her eyes even more round.

And then she smiles at me with a little bit of lip tightness. Onee-sama's smile is really soft when she nods and says, "Good luck."

It's the third time I've seen onee-sama, but I think she's really polite and kind. The waist is soft, and it feels exactly like the ideal oneesan statue itself.

Even if you pull yourself out of your weak body, you know how Dios and Chloe feel about being hypersensitive. If you're such a beautiful, grown-up, and sophisticated onee-sama, you can't help but intimidate the boys who gather around you. To be honest, this is more like a blood connection to Tiara than to me.

If Tiara were a cotton confection, would she be an ice confection? Like elegant cotton, snow and shaved ice that looks like a fluffy instagram... or rather, it's like ice crystals and beauty. He's really beautiful enough to watch as close as he can. Dios and Croy also resemble onee-sama, and their faces are neutral and look feminine, but after all, feminine beauty is onee-sama's overwhelming victory.... really.

Hmm, onee-sama smiles right in front of you and her settings in the game overlap, putting force on her eyebrows. When I put my hands back on my knees without putting too much effort into my fingers, I would deceive her and resume explaining the continuation of the reading problem.

Onee-sama, who didn't notice my impatience, listened to me with a calm expression. Like a French doll, my sister is beautiful, soft, and a little feminine. I can't believe this guy's going to be like that in the game.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... it's all oneechan's fault. Sorry, sorry, sorry..."

Now that at least one tragedy has been averted, she has nothing to worry about.... but I felt a chest pain thinking about what she had been up to.

In this way, both Dios and Chloe are able to talk normally, and I don't feel unnatural. After all, I would like to hope that the game's "that" settings are also gone. I hope so, if possible. Even though she was not a target, she had too many deep wounds at the start of the game. Because she's doing it for both of us...

"Ah"

Nobody leaks a voice.

The pre-bell rang throughout the school at the end of the lunch break. After all, I will now reflect that onee-sama and I were able to study only one subject. No, but I was able to confirm onee-sama's academic ability, and I was able to confirm that Dios and Chloe also learned some characters. Stale also murmured, "Well, that's not good," collecting the paper and pen from both of them. Both of you still seem to be dissatisfied with the facade, but as I told you, they took it during the lunch break.

I also stood up collecting the stationery spread out on onee-sama's desk to get back to the classroom early. Looking around, a good number of people are back in the classroom.

Arthur, who seemed to have driven me away for three years, stumbled out of the door. "I'm sorry I'm late," he cried, naturally intact. In his undisturbed appearance, Farnham's sister and brother returned a sigh of relief and a blink of relief.

"Thank you, Jack. Thanks to you, I was able to study."

I'm sorry to leave it to you, but as I walked in with paper and pens in my hands, Arthur accepted my luggage with humility. Having also received his luggage from Stale, he packed it together and packed it in his bag once. I also greeted my sister and Powell, and we left high school with the Farnham brothers.

The twins said, "Third grade won." "Did you really win? As he alternated, Arthur told me that he had retired for three years without having to brave a big fight.

Well, since it's about Arthur, I thought he'd add a touch of effort. If he takes it seriously, third-grade bones will certainly break.

Turning lightly, Dios stared at Arthur with a silly expression, but that was all. He tied his lips in one letter, and as soon as Arthur noticed his gaze, he turned away from his face. I wonder why I have such an attitude towards Arthur.

After Chloe exhaled in his nose, he slapped Dios' back once with a stunning look. Still, Dios' shoulders are still inside.

"... I wonder if I can really make it to the first grade like this. We still can't write satisfactorily."

It was Dios who had a bad voice at first, but he was anxious from the middle.

Speaking of the first day, yes, but the exam is close. It seems that Dios was worried about the fact that even the letters pointed out mistakes. Stale promised me he'd make it, but their faces remained cloudy.

Walk down the hallway to the middle. Looking out the window, some students were running towards the school building. I'm late for class! I can hear you talking to each other. I laughed with a bright voice at the two of them who were so quiet that they could hear the voice of the boy and girl outside.

"It's okay. Both of you remember fast. Besides, we're just getting started! I'm going to do my homework today, so please review it carefully."

I know you two are anxious.

I'm also surprised at the poor guidelines for teaching onee-sama how to study. Sometimes I got in the way and paid attention to Dios, but it took too long. I think that if we did it more efficiently, we could cover only two classes a day during lunch break on the first day.

It was self-responsibility and easy to learn by yourself, but teaching people is different after all. Especially Stale and Tiara were smart and quick to remember, but they were against a nasty girl in high school for a year. It's not like Stale or Tiara who remembers a hundred times. If you think calmly, you can imagine that your brother will struggle. Both of them are smart, but they have a big handicap with students who can write from the beginning.... but there's also light.

Having quit their jobs, they can study hard after school.

If they do their homework in the meantime, they will definitely study hard and build a trail. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, on school holidays, is the division of the game as to how much we can beat them into studying. Ask Stale to send a message to the castle after school today to study at their house.

"Welcome back, Jeanne. No, I was surprised when I wasn't in the classroom."

... hey.

In front of our classroom. He was just outside the hallway.

Regardless of its existence, I stare at it as if it were a hole. Strange, he rubbed his eyes with the illusion of an eye, but he was definitely there.

It was obviously a younger boy than Dios who smiled gracefully and waited for us to return from lunch break. I wonder if she is about thirteen years old.... I mean, no, this is it already.

I can't heal my smiling face while I'm cramping. Cramped from the edge of my mouth, I called him as I forced my mouth to move. As Dios and Chloe twisted their heads toward the boy they first met, not only did they but Arthur had a stunned expression. And don't say anything, turn to Stale with a bad smile and open your mouth to him from me.

"What are you doing here...?... Jill...?

"Of course, I'm here to undress for the distant Jeannes."

Prime Minister Gilbert.

The boy, who appeared to be about thirteen years old, was Jill, who was the target of Kimihika's first attack.

This is the second time I've seen him, but it's too much of a surprise for my heart. Smiling, he looked around lightly, and then Dios turned to Croix.... but right after lunch break, neither Lieutenant Harrison nor Captain Alan will be here to replace you. I don't suppose the Kintetsu Horseman is targeting him now.

"Are they the twins?... after school today and tomorrow, thank you very much."

Today, tomorrow.

Prime Minister Gilbert's precious two-day holiday. The meaning of that word... no way.

With an unexpectedly convulsed face, I look at Stale, who keeps laughing badly. No way, no way, no way! Yesterday, I spoke to Prime Minister Gilbert.

"I'm just showing my face right now. I'll be waiting for you at the two houses Philip told me about. Bye."

I did it!

Seeing the two as unilaterally worthy, Prime Minister Gilbert finally stepped down gracefully and left to the stairs.

I really snuck in here just to show my face.

Good luck studying, and I assure Prime Minister Gilbert, who waved his hand before turning the corner, that I will keep reaching out to Russia with no place to go.

I want to say wait, but I can't speak with my mouth shut for a lot of unfolding. I wanted to give up my thoughts on Prime Minister Gilbert, who disappeared across the corner.

"Jeanne, the current one is in the middle... no, the middle... far..."

"No, I don't want to show my face before that. You said you'd wait at our house. As you know, our neighborhood is not so safe. You okay?

... it's absolutely fine.

The words that I wanted to say to Dios and Croix didn't come out in a daze.

As Stale prompts the two of you to go back to the classroom, "I'll explain it to you during the next break," Pokpok and I organize the situation in our minds. And the first thing I understood.

... I summoned the strongest tutor...

A special individual workshop was decided by the Prime Minister of Japan, which would not even come true in Pradesh.