"... after all, I guess the kid is getting rusty again."
After discussing our situation, Val came to the same conclusion.
How do you know where this happens? I want you to stop saying things that are as misleading as ever. I explained why I disturbed the corner high school, but this is pointless at all.
This time, instead of answering, she exhales. I dropped my shoulders and looked back straight at him again.
"... so I think it's only today that I go to high school outside of the elective class."
There are no targets in the Higher Education Department, and it is only today that we need to study in the Higher Education Department to confirm our academic qualifications for next week's entrance exam.
Since the next lunch break is a test run, I will send Yale to Dios who are in middle school rather than to my senior sister at that time, so I will do my best in time. If you let me think optimistically, if I don't go to high school like this, our rumors will be weathered. And the rumors are seventy-five days, but a month later we won't be at school either. There were two years of strange middle school afterwards, so if you feel as good as that, nothing more will happen.
"If you hear anything suspicious from your sister again, report it. You don't have to come before the weekend, you can come to the castle if you want."
Val replied hastily to the words from Stale.
Val has been delivering the deliveries that he has been entrusting to us for the past week, one by one, to each country each day. Until now, there have been many people who stayed in the destination country for a few days to get a reply to the written letter sent out, and even after one delivery, they returned after all delivery across the country and country, but now they have to return for school every day, so it seems that about one or two countries is the limit.... but without Val and Chemet's special abilities, it would be difficult to return home the next morning for delivery after school. How close can a neighbor be to the kingdom of Anemone?
That's why they're the freest and busiest in three days, including today. This is the only time you can get rid of distant countries and numbers at once. He also submitted to us today a summary of all the briefs he had received in the past week. Deducting the amount you handed me when Stale forced me to summon you for throwing a student out a few days ago is quite a lot. And I'll ask you for about twice as many letters and deliveries.
The number of deliveries has settled since the Alliance Common Policy got on track, but I've been busy again since school started. Here, too, Prime Minister Gilbert must summarize the progress of the school for a week, as well as the improvements and measures his father approved, and his uncle and mother must report the contents to the countries. Although Pradest is our own institution, this school remains the foundation for alliance co-production. That's why we need to keep updating and incorporating things that have led to good results and improvements.
It is easier to tell your allies what the school is like and the concrete results. Unlike me, who have school experience in the memory of my previous life, none of them has school experience. We intend to make school tours by countries possible sequentially, but it is difficult to lift the ban nationwide at once. Now we have all the paper-based information.
Hand him the next delivery that Stale has prepared and the reward for completing this delivery. He received it with one hand as usual, but when he glanced at his face for a moment with all the bulky things, the bulky reward was thrown into a bag of sand. It seems that after receiving his rewards in the recall battle, he is no longer in his pocket.... and now I think I'm earning enough to feed Sefek and Chemet without having to work for the rest of my life. Well, I don't know how much money they consume... and it doesn't look like the type to save.
Sometimes I was ordered to treat the letters and deliverables politely by order, so I remembered them as usual. It would be hard to sand an important letter.
"... is there a problem with the school?"
I was so worried that I asked.
I was the one who got him into trouble. The class will not suit the group activities and skin with younger students, he has not heard of problematic behavior at least once since then. From Powell, from Captain Column on the teacher's side, and from Cedric in a special high school classroom.
Sometimes before, and if that is the case, it is likely to be related to retaliation before us. Val is Val, and we would want to hide it from stupid Sefek and Chemet in case our students bother us. Well, this is an example of a "permit" for that.
"Retaliation..." she whispered to me with a small thought. What about Val? After a gentle roar, I waved my hand as if it didn't matter this time, and the whole face shifted.
"It's no problem. Just sleeping doesn't seem to cause any problems."
The kids are also coming, gently stroking their chest down at Val's words.
I don't think he'll lie to our royal family, and I think he'll be really fine from the point of view of how he speaks. However, judging from what he said while he was asleep, I think that this person really fell asleep during class and during rest hours. Well, it's no surprise, and I allowed it to work. In a sense, it may be treated as a break from the courier's work.
Then he asked me if I was a little worried about Stale, "What about Sefek and Chemet?" After opening his mouth tightly, Val answered with a sigh.
"The kids aren't running out every day. They're having fun. You'll get a special treat when you're born."
I couldn't help but say "eh" to Val, who speaks nicely.
Do you think the two of them will take it? I'm sure I'm free to take it or not, and if Tiara has been watching my studies for four years, it's possible that they'll take it. I haven't seen the study, so I don't know exactly how much academic ability they have, but at least I have all the classes, and the possibilities are equal as long as I can read and write letters.
"Are you going to pass?
"I don't know, I don't care."
Val kicks at the throw from Stale.
Well, Sefek and Chemet certainly don't have any money problems even if they don't have a special student. If they already live in the dormitory, they will not change their lives. It would be fatal for Val to decide whether or not both of them should become special students. Rather, I have a desire to give priority to children who are in financial difficulty, but why do they bother to take it? But I also want you two to work hard.
"By the way... how was your first day of the aptitude test?
You'll hear from me, too.
Val glanced at it and let him swim. Probably trying to remember.
If you don't remember it, it seems to be remembered to the extent that you can't do it all at once. It seems that he is still unable to answer immediately.
After more than ten seconds of low voice, Val continued. According to the story, they both had good grades in the school year. I was a little surprised that Chemet scored better in the lower part than Cefek in the middle part. Val himself doesn't seem to be surprised, but I think Chemet is actually quite good. Because the exam content is the same from primary to higher education.
Not only me, but also Stale, Arthur, and Column Captain were impressed with the story. Val's test results are certainly not blank, but I'm looking forward to seeing them grow up in school.
Val finally got up after scratching his head uncomfortably because he no longer liked being asked to dig for roots and leaves.
"This is the end of business, isn't it? I'm going to the princess's room."
"Ah, I'm coming too! I want to talk to you both."
I get up from the sofa as Val tries to leave.
I haven't talked to Sefek and Chemet yet, and I'd like to hear it directly because you tried to talk to me about school just now. With that in mind, Val stopped carrying the bags back on his way. Keep your back against the wall while you stand up and gaze at me with your arms folded.
"Then call the kids. If you're wrong, don't screw it up.
Bollocks means we don't have to find out that we're going to school.
I was nailed by Val. I couldn't say back as the side that had started the rumored and topical inflammatory project just now, and that was all I could say. Even Val, he doesn't want to give us any more information that we can find, even if he knows we're at school. I'm sure Sefek will find it easy if they find out about the middle school.
Stale ordered the guards across the door to use them in Tiara's room. As Jack the Guard closed the door again from the hallway, Val also sat down on the floor.
"Be careful not to dare, Lord. I don't know who I am, but that's troublesome.... even royalty. If you're going to be a cheeky kid, you can" do as much as you want. "
With a low voice and a sharp eye on me, Val turned his gaze straight to Arthur, Stale, and Captain Column.
As soon as that happened, I heard almost three simultaneous sounds of my throat. Stale won't even tell Val this time.
I mean, I don't have royal authority, so I don't mind turning anyone against me. But to be honest, even if a high school student comes out to exercise his/her abilities, at worst, I think I can handle it alone. No, but there's no worm-like harassment in your clothes... no, there's no clothes or waste boxes in this world.
"The kids who have already called the lower-level people are also annoying. The kid only seems to be working undercover. There are flickers in the high school. Besides me, there are people in off-limits areas."
I'm really quick to hear the back story.
Nanpa behavior, except for Val's softness, I think the high school department is so insecure. I'm sure the teacher is taking a lot of measures, but let's report this to Prime Minister Gilbert.
Val said nothing after that. Turning your hands to the back of your head like you're tired, you close your eyes even as you fall against the wall. I wonder if I haven't been able to sleep much today. Maybe you've been listening to me ever since the rumors spread.
Then, until Sefek and Chemet came back with Tiara, no one could say anything. Stale, Arthur, and Column Captain kept dropping their eyebrows in the middle to think about something, and I thought about it.
The possibility of the name "Do it".