Looks like the High School students are home by now.
After graduation, I look out the window at the students leaving the classroom.
The window on Arthur's sitting side is somewhat on the schoolyard side, but I also saw a high school student exiting the school gate if I let him peek into his face. A good number of high school students have already gone by. I relaxed and peeked with Arthur wondering if Cedric, Val, and Powell were there, but so far I haven't seen them. Is it still in the high building, or has it gone home first?
Although a good number of the girls in my class have left the classroom in a fierce dash, I think as I recall the fan psychology after the previous life's event that maybe I'm going to wait for Cedric to leave at the school gate.... We need to get to the school gate soon.
"Well, working hours are everywhere together. The High Department has a lot of people in the job, so I guess it was taken into account today."
The more the words of Style, the more I nod.
Although higher school classes are longer than intermediate classes in the past life school system, schools in this world are up all grades in the afternoon. I finished with three limits today, but basically up to four. Five limits are about students of remedial education.
That consideration is taken into account because many children work unlike compulsory education in previous life. It begins early in the morning, and ends in the afternoon, and they each head to help with the house and work. What a handful of children can gobble at home.
"Something tells me... it feels strange to walk side by side with a bunch of people close to the year."
Arthur, who was largely exhausted by the introduction or even with a cheek wand after the teacher told him to finish the class, looked out the window blurry.
It's a nostalgic sight for me, but it would be unusual for Arthur and Style. Yeah, and when I'm returning the word, I get a sudden call from behind, "hey, hey."
Looking back, it was the boys who spoke to me just after the first limit. The same boy who first spoke to us walks over to us with a grin that stinks even harder than he did without a heart or then. As soon as that happened, Arthur stood beside me as Gatan stood silently and sat down, holding down his black edge glasses with his fingers while the style said "what is it?" I'm a little scared as if I were angry. That was pretty cute, wasn't it?
Under the pressure of Steele and Arthur, or the boy laying on his face once scratching his head, said, "Uh, that," and stopped the word once. The boys lined up beside him are also sending a hot gaze to his back to support him.
"... after this,... can I come home with you to the school gate...?
I don't know, something very novel.
At the same time, a frightening hegemony emanated from the two backs, but all they had to do was swing their faces left and right and look around so they didn't know where the pressure came from.
"I'm glad, though. However, as I told you earlier, it's up to our grandfather to come home with us."
"No! Because it's good to the gate! That's not good enough."
These guys are with us! and the boy fingers the friend behind him.
I know if you're a girl, but I feel surprised that a boy would invite you back to the gate with a herd like this. "Well, if it's the gate..." Steele muttered, looking back at me and Arthur small. Then Arthur also looks back at me with only his eyes so that it continues. I made them laugh as I said "yes" to give it back to them. It's only on campus to the school gate, and I think that's about as good as it gets to blend into the class.
In my reply ha...... and Style leaked a small sigh and then lowered his voice slightly to the boys as if stabbing the nail again.
"I'm just sorry, but I think there's probably a Knight Captain Alan's subordinate, Deputy Eric, in front of the school gate, so I'm sure after that,"
"" That's what you're looking at. "
"............ what?
Round your eyes as the style was picked by the fox by the boys who would have more than one voice.
I move my gaze from the style to the boys, thinking that's a rare, slightly out of the picture voice. When I saw it, I literally made a fist to hold a sweat in my hand, turning my face bright red and my voice even louder.
"Tell the knight... you know the knight."
"Are you here now?" "Personal clothes," or that uniform? "
"Is that the guy who was coming in front of the school gate this morning?!
"Do you know the knight guarding the gate?!
... boys who totally want to see a sportsman live.
Second, I look in the other direction feeling something that leads to their appearance that shines my eyes on the style.
Arthur twisted his body to his back as he hid his mouth with his arm. I wondered if it was illuminating or angry, and my opposite hand held my fist forcefully so that I could not see them and I was in a gutsy pose. I think I'm glad to have boys who really like knights.
Arthur himself is a knight, but he is also the one on the side who originally admired the knight. It was as if I could hear the cry "I know, I know, I know" leaking from my whole body that was somehow turned away.... I wish Arthur could have built you a school when you were really fourteen. Then I'm sure there could have been a lot more talk about knights made of vegetables with them.
After thinking about it that much, when I think about it, I realize that Arthur already belonged to the Knights this year. Arthur wasn't too uncomfortable then because he was only two boys up there, but I think it's amazing that he was able to join the Knights again this year. There are a lot more adults who can't even join the group.
You worked really hard. I stare at the side of it and loosen my mouth, not knowing it was emotional. Then, as he noticed his gaze, Arthur shook his shoulder and looked back.
Oh, when I thought about it, it was still before the loosening of my face healed, and my eyes were as close as I wanted. Arthur turns his face even brighter and lowers his shoulders.... Shit, did you think I was stared at? I didn't mean to pressure you to concentrate or anything, but I don't have any fine dust.
I wave gently and smile to show Arthur that I'm not mad at him. Still nodding to the extent of the meeting, Arthur turned away again, though. I'm sorry, Arthur.
Style also accepted a group drop out to the school gate in such a way that even within doing so he was pushed by the boys' enthusiasm.
He couldn't even beat the boulder style in his dazzling eyes. I want to talk to the knight, I want you to introduce me, they wanted in a row, they were like elementary school boys. It would also be because my teacher cautioned me not to basically talk to the knights guarding the school gate because they are at work.
Stile also said, "I'll ask Deputy Eric......" He seemed a little confused for some reason. Even when I leave the classroom with the boys, I get bumps and I say, "Are you out of your mind? No, but even if it's like Cedri..." he was whining. I wonder why Cedric comes out here.
If you notice, there's hardly anyone in the classroom anymore. Amlet, who was chatting with a friend, also just left the classroom. I have no contact at all.
It has come to my mind that I may have been lucky enough that Tiara, the previous protagonist, was my real sister when this happened.... or me, I haven't been able to talk to the girl at all this time. After all, does it seem to a girl that she's a bully or something tough when she's a badly eyed face that she caught? I've rather lived plain in in my previous life.
The boys I was walking with also looked back at me, but I just talk to Arthur all the time about the style that stands in front of me and behind me, even when my eyes meet for a moment. Just me again. Wow, I miss you outside the mosquito net.
Several students were riding themselves out the window as they exited the hallway. I thought Val did it again, but this time their gaze is not on the roof.
As I was concerned, the boys stopped and peered out the window, so we hitched a ride too. At the tip of the peek, the crowd was turning back to the school gate, which looked a little farther and smaller from the window. If you think of Cedric, you can see the golden hair by the gate and be sure. But that's not all. I'm getting my gaze even harder...
"Awesome! How many knights are there?"
"There's three of us, three of us!
"Fool, if some knights are gatekeepers, you're four!
"There wasn't a knight in the cafeteria."
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! And it's a big buzz.
At the end of his gaze came Deputy Eric, who picked me up. And Cedric, Captain Alan of his escort, a knight attached to the guard at the gate, and another knight next to Deputy Eric and a sumptuous face gathered in front of the gate.
The aura is amazing from above. Unless something is wrong, it will be hard for them, the civilians, to see so many knights.
As the men watched as they asked Arthur and Style what our pick-up knight was, Powell also stood at a distance from Deputy Eric. Next to it is a high-ranking man or a man with a beautiful face on his dark hair lined up in arms. It's far-sighted, but I feel a little like Leon's face. The girls as they went through the gate were jumping from the knight to the Powell and the others were happy to see it. Powell was scratching his head a little uncomfortable and off his face. The neighbor is smiling and closing his mouth and smiling and waving at the girls leaving in an elegant motion.... Yeah, that works a little bit like Leon, too. But I don't feel like an attacker even if I look closely in the face. Then you're just a beautifully faced friend.
Powell has a manly face, too, but I guess the beautiful youth next door catches my eye better. Powell's a little strong.
I look up first as the boys are obsessed with the sight out the window. Looking back at what they would be doing, both Stayle and Arthur, for some reason, were both holding their heads in pain with one hand.
"Philip, Jack, what's going on?
Arthur has no idea, but what happened to the style again?
You both looked up at me with a word back, "No," but you don't look good. I kind of feel like we're both more tired than I am.
This might as well go home early today and give him a break. "If we go to the school gate now, we might be able to introduce Deputy Eric to the other knights," I'll call the boys from me to make their feet move forward. Then they rushed out of the hallway to the stairs, reacting too honestly.
The rear-end boy among the boys hurrying without looking back reached out to me to "let's go," but the next moment the style said, "Ah! Mr. Alan!" The moment I raised my voice, I pulled in.... He's still scared as a friend inside the knight. Style and Arthur are in the same position when I say that.
Fast-paced chasing a boy who turns his back on us and leads us forward, slightly depressed by the men's and women's grooves. to the stairs, as the boys in front descend the stairs inward with their accustomed feet
"Huh..."
Unexpectedly, the female student, who was lazily climbing the stairs with a handrail, swayed clari.
Is it a high place because of height? He took his hand off the handrail of the stairs so as to pave the way for a group of men descending the stairs, and as soon as he tried to avoid them in the center, he leaned back. She was a few steps before she climbed this way, quite tall if she fell off her back. I noticed, it's dangerous! and reached out and tried to float her in the universe
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."
Arthur, who jumped from his back to a falling woman, hugged him in the air and landed brilliantly on both legs, and the style he grabbed and fastened his arm before I reached her were almost simultaneous.
Are you okay?
Normally, Arthur, who grabbed it in the air and landed ston on the steps, not even at the end of the stairs, would not have known what he had done if ordinary people had seen it, even though he had been in a position to fall in with a woman, even if it had been accepted.
I exhale with relief even though neither of us seem to be hurt. Relieved, then a beat late grabbing my arm and looking back at the stopped style. Then he was stabbed with a cold cut eye so that he thought it would reach absolute zero degrees shortly afterwards.
Hit me, and I shake my shoulder. Something really pissed me off.
"There's no way Jack can't make it within Jeanne's reach. Shit, shit, shit, shit!
I'm sorry. Stay with me! and run away from his gaze, which increased the sharpness of the style, repeatedly apologizing.
Sure, if I were single, I wouldn't still be able to hold a servant and land gorgeously. If this was the castle, it would have been a complete sermon.... or maybe when I get back to the castle, I'll be ready to be pissed off fast.
"Feeling sick or something? Sure, the infirmary...... if it's okay, I'll keep taking myself!
Arthur's cry stretches the wrinkles between his eyebrows, too.
I also turned to Arthur and the others and ran over with Style. Arthur stood up holding the female student in his arms before he could hear her reply anymore.
Style says something like, "Hey Jack, you..." He didn't seem to be losing his mind if he peeked into the female students from me either. Or if Arthur touched it, it's the same thing I think of as staying.
The pudgy look on the part of the female student was like she didn't have her head on what had happened. puffy, and blinked once at her
On my face, I kind of remember it very well.
She's a beautiful woman with white hair stretched out to her back. Brand new gray hair closer to blank paper than the pure white of King Joan. He hangs his long forehead on his right ear and fastens it with three adorable hairpins. Thin limbs and clear skin make me look like a snow fairy.
When Arthur called out, "I'll carry you." He moved his pompous, tiny lips as if he'd finally woken up. Still relentlessly, the infirmary woke up in Arthur's arms to see where he was.
"Wait, I'm sorry about that, it's okay. This is really the usual thing."
"Sister"
... Coming.
With strange certainty in my heart, I think so first.
Looking back, a boy who changed his blood phase was rushing down the stairs, roughing his breath. Sister, and if I called her again, I slowly descended the rest of the steps as Arthur held her back for easy confirmation to him as well. A pale-faced boy peered into the face of a female student who repeatedly called her sister "sorry" and "thank you" to Arthur. To the boy. The female student smiles back with a troubled face.
"I'm sorry, Croy. It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy again."
"Sister, I'm not even in class... so I told you to wait until I picked you up!
"I'm sorry, because it ended early. I climbed out of the middle area wondering if I would go wrong with Kroy after I got down the lift..."
The woman, in difficulty as she spun her words on her brother, turned her attention to Arthur as she cut down the stairs.
"It's okay now. I'm so sorry, it helped.... Nice boy."
The female student, slowly unloaded from Arthur to the floor to work, stroked Arthur's head taller than herself after lowering her head deeply.
Phew, Arthur bows his head in one word to a female student who laughs softly. He explained to his brother that he was about to fall down the stairs, and his face turned blue again.
Thanks so much! and to the boy who bowed his head so deeply and vigorously that Arthur could see his swirling hair, the female student also bowed his head courteously again as he lined up.
It's a coincidence, it's not a big deal, so I look at them and I walk over Arthur's back, repeating until they lift their heads.
"You..." Who... "
Ask, correct.
Not to Arthur. To the boy who bows his head ahead.
Snowy white hair matching your sister. A boy who flushed his forehead long enough to hide his salacious eyes into his ear and fastened it with two adorable hairpins.
To a boy with young leafy eyes, unlike his sister with warm gray eyes.
─ I remember.
When Arthur asked me, "Jeanne...?" He raised his face, which he had lowered deeply.
Make your beautiful face flawlessly colorless and see me for the first time. If I walked further in front of him without waiting for a reply, I turned my back confused. Naturally I would be suspicious if a student I met told me this.
─ As soon as I remembered, I couldn't stay or not.
"Who are you?
"?... Croy Farnham though. You are."
"Really?"
I noticed him answering the abrupt question and it stuffed me even more.
I don't know what look I have myself. However, the boy's face was badly distorted to see something creepy.
He lowered it behind his back with his arms to protect his sister. He rattles his throat. Then he asked me, "Whoa... who are you?"
─ Fast, fast, fast.
"I'm Jeanne.... Hey, are you really Croy Farnham?
"Ha... ha, you've decided! Why me?"
"Can you prove it? You really are."
"Shut the fuck up."
The boy, creepy and distorted in the face, waves his arms at me loudly, not telling me to stay away.
At the next moment, Arthur was grabbing that arm from the side at the same time as the sound of a skin called Bassin hitting him. Arthur, who stopped the boy's arm with one hand before he hit me, looked straight at him enough to tell from the side.
The boy, who looked Arthur in the eye and shook his shoulder wide only once, can quickly pull in his waving hand. Looking further behind me, he stepped back half a step. He grabbed my sister's hand with his back hand and glanced at me with a sharp eye only once, then he kept pulling her hand and walking away.
Your sister is pulled with a puzzled look as she compares me to her brother. I heard a thin voice at the end, dispersed in their smaller, farther away footsteps, like, "Croy, give the girl a hand..."
"……………… found"
Farnham sister and brother.
Staring at them, groaning only in my mouth, I put my strength into stopping my foot trying to chase them. Still nothing will be solved if I persevere any longer, and I'm not sure of everything. But they're definitely the characters in the second one.
I remember.
The Kimihika series, with the route to be attacked by around five people, has four routes for the second. And it's not just a tactical route. That kid...
-Come on, we have to stop this.
The second one, a hidden character.