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

"So for the first month you will take all the selected classes. Starting tomorrow, we have a second choice class for men and women, and a third choice class for men and women. Next month's head will be narrowed down to three subjects each, so think carefully about which classes you want."

That's right. When Dr. Robert closed the conversation, the bell at the end of the first line rang.

Most classes shared between men and women are classes. Most of the classes are both practical and classroom. The second limit was where the clock needle pointed to that number, and there was also a kind explanation in it for the kid who couldn't read the clock, and the teacher left the classroom.

The tension begins to dissipate from the body of the students who were seated, although it was not during the class or at all silent. Overlaying with the classroom landscape of the school I experienced in my previous life, I held back much of my desire to hold my head.

I really should go to other classes right now to look for attackers for a precious holiday, but not now. As I was briefed on school and middle school classes, my eyes stuck at the girl sitting in the front row as I turned my face to the teacher the whole time and didn't leave.

Girl with walnut hair. I can see the impression that it seems to be active from the tip of the hair that is slightly worn on the shortcut. After class, he still sat on the spot, not trying to get up from his seat, with his cheekstick to pull strength out of his shoulders.

"Um, Jeanne. So what was that earlier...?

Arthur glanced at me from next door in the first voice.

It was a voice that took care not to be heard by other students, but didn't let them lurk like they did earlier, sometimes not in class. Then he turned to me as he also noticed the style, which had been smaller with his back rounded so that it could be all the way down. Yes! And the style, which continued with a slightly flipping voice, peeks at me in the front as well.

I almost told her for a moment because I was thinking about Amlet all along the way, but I realized in front of me that it was about Powell. Um... I looked at the two of them alternately while connecting.

"It's no big deal. I'm just worried that Powell... is a student at the high school. I wish I'd just asked you what grade you were in."

I'm not lying.

Now it's a prerequisite to help the second people, but I still care about Powell's real age. In the third, Powell, who was the oldest of the attackers, is now in the High Department.... and depending on the grade and class.

"Oh......" they both nodded as they were convinced by my words. In fact, I'm still worried about you, and I'm in the mood for you to be safe.

The fact that Stayle helped her means that Powell is definitely in the normal class. But if he was in third grade, he could be in the same class as Val.

Though I don't think they're the two people who blow a fight at the first person they meet on a boulder, I still feel strange anxiety when it comes to a single touch. Although I still don't know exactly what Powell is like right now, Powell in the game was quite a relentless character. And Val will not tolerate more than 90% of people in his current progression. I said that this morning, and I hope it doesn't turn out to be a big case like the destruction of a high school building on the first day of school.

As he thought so and dropped one shoulder, Arthur zeroed, "At least Powell seemed like a good guy," and turned his gaze to Steele.

"What the fuck? How old were you when we met?

"... I think it was roughly as good as mine. But there's an error."

I'll ask you when I see you on lunch break, and Style, who returned the words to me from Arthur, made his voice lurk again. You're relieved that it's not that urgent a topic, or your flickering eyes start pointing toward Amlet.

Speaking of which, Style seemed amazed when I heard Amlet's name. Could it be someone I know or something? Style used to live under the castle, too, not surprisingly.

Then just when Arthur thought the same thing, he connected the words "in n" toward Style.

"Do you know who Amlet was earlier? Look, you know, the front."

"Don't point at me, idiot! What if they find out?"

Arthur's hand, trying to point Amlet with his finger, was grabbed and stopped by the momentum with which Style slapped him down.

With a voice that made him lurk, he said, "No, we're not close enough to know each other! I just never want to get involved," he glanced at Arthur in desperate shape. Plus, he sues me with his eyes so that he wants to accept it, so I nod unexpectedly.

He still seems to know. I don't think I even know the main character of the second one. Style is too awesome. Is there something about Powell, or is it a stronger edge to the second work than Tiara or me?

Arthur tried to point it at me. I looked at him first, too, and Amlet, who was sitting alone until just now, was being spoken to by the other girls. I still can't see my face, but I recall that there was a scene at the beginning where a class child had spoken to Amlet, who had also enrolled halfway through the game while watching that sight.

The second was a protagonist of a different lineage from the first protagonist, Tiara. But he's the protagonist of Kimihika, and he must definitely be like a sweet angel. I feel like I can at least remember a little more if I look at your face... but unfortunately I can only see your back from here.

But oh and when I see that they are popular with the girls who seem to meet for the first time, I still think they look like the protagonists of the maiden game. Although the pattern of getting jealousy and seclusion of girls by the target audience is not uncommon for maiden games after starting a relationship with someone, she's usually popular, at least she shouldn't be in love with anyone yet.... No, maybe I'm fourteen years old, and there's a chance I'm about as fond of a lover or something.

"Hey. Are you three brothers or something?

... inadvertently, they threw words at me.

When I looked up, there were several boys walking over here who I had not yet spoken to. Did they all become friends early, or maybe they already know each other?

There are also multiple lines to the left and right of the man who spoke to me scratching his head, all boys in the same class.

"Yes, he's my cousin. My father's brother works in the King's Capital and takes care of the house I know."

While holding back the black abyss of the glasses, the sarcastic style returns the determined word.

Arthur nodded in tune, and the boy said, "Wow!" He raised his voice. In fact, Captain Alan works in the castle instead of in the king's capital, but I guess he didn't even think it necessary to say that much here. The child who was around him also talks in pieces so that he can be pulled by his screams.

"What part of the King's Capital? My uncle works there, too."

"I have a cousin in junior high too."

"I mean, you're definitely Jack, aren't you? Tall."

"So you guys live in the king's capital, too?

I can throw it at Steel and Arthur like one weir after another. I miss this feeling so much. I really feel like I'm back in school.

Both boulders are hot on boys early. It looks prominent, and naturally so. He even answers the boys' questions exactly as the style had decided to do well. Furthermore, Arthur was returning what he could talk about in nature, unless it was a lie. Rather, I even feel like I'm getting along with the boys so much better than Stayle.

This could be, and with a little anticipation of the two most popular people, the girls who were solidifying in the corner of the classroom were looking this way if they looked around again.

Wow. Looks like one scene of a handsome transfer student I've only seen in comics like games and cartoons.

However, Amlet on his way around turning his gaze wasn't turning this way after all. I hear we're getting along. I'm obsessed with talking to the girls. The protagonist of the maiden game probably starts off with no interest at all in the popular handsome......! No, no! This is reality!

My maiden game brain comes out because of my previous habits. Because it's a totally different world even if it's a game anymore. The country hasn't collapsed, and schools are so fast...,... haha... ku........................ that.

Amlet, fourteen??

Too late to notice! and immediately afterwards I thought to myself, but it was full because I would avoid appearing more complexion than that.

I sort things out in my head while the Stiles get all the attention in the class. The fact that Amlet is fourteen means that the second protagonist is fourteen. Now I understand the time difference between doing it and the second one.

The second one is the school romance of the common people. And Amlet in the game is a high school student. And seventeen.

In the maiden game, sophomore, the most delicious position of having seniors in school, juniors, and classmates, is the stone of the high school protagonist.

Then perhaps this will be three years before the start of the second game.

The second work begins after Amlet enrolled on the way to the school, which was founded two years ago. In other words, counting backwards, it's only a year after the school of the game itself is created.... The boulder is Chancellor Gilbert, he works fast.

The game is a school that Queen Pride was able to do after it had collapsed the country and was in terrible shape. I'm sure the number of school admissions is not a real ratio either.

Students who had a hard life and still wanted to learn to study. Such students would surely be enrolled in a school that could have done so a year earlier.... that, but surely the second lass boss was like a kid using some kind of privilege to get him into backdoor school or something. In a setting school where all students who are active or outstanding in their studies were able to enroll as a priority, either she ignores the criteria and screws them in, or she...

But either way, I think it's a natural flow for the second offenders to aspire to enroll in a school that they can do three years earlier. Anyway, this one has all the students I want to enroll in so far. Like the game, the hopefuls arrive and not everyone is quota broken. I don't even have to go to the back entrance.

And as long as it's a school thing, maybe at least one of Amlet's classmates, juniors, seniors...... I mean, 14, 13 and 15 year old offenders should be in this school. There can't be a teacher in the second one, and that means everyone's in the middle department anyway.

Is that normal or special class for the rest? It's a maiden game, and there's a good chance the person in the prince position will be in a special class. At least I don't see any characters in the game except Amlet in this class. So are the attackers of the same age in the remaining or special classes?

The middle class was up to five pairs in every grade, and gradually this narrowed down the lurking places, when the tattoos and previous life's maiden game knowledge were also active to twist the reasoning.

"Damn... the red one over there is your cousin too."

You said Bernards, didn't you? And until just now, the two of them and the man, who was so excited, threw in a slightly flipped voice.