The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

Then a week.

Keep running through the school with nails every morning,

Kick the challenger that just shows up,

use up spiritual and magical powers to their limits,

We will continue to fight Grace extensively in the afternoon,

And sleep like mud at night.

A week of enduring such a hellish life.

─ ─ Today, my suspension is finally over and true school life opens.

I mean, where's the protagonist or something that's been suspended from the first day of school because he can't keep up with the class? Isn't that too cool? Well, that's also why I'm not the protagonist.

With that in mind, I keep running near the inner wall.

After a week of continuous vampire recovery, my body was quite muscular, my abs were broken lightly, and I could manage to circle ten times - a growth rate that would still take an hour and a half, but I think my psychic apparatus might have broken a little.

When I turned my gaze to the side, there was a nail running just like me next door whether I should be impressed or stunned, and I laughed and showed him if he noticed my gaze.

I run with Nail every morning, but what a perfect way for Nail to keep up with my growth this past week. It would not be an exaggeration to say this is stunning anymore.

And even though we thought about it, we finally ran around ten circles, sitting back and fixing our roughened breath.

"Ha, ha......, maybe the nails are cracking my abs too?

"Become!? Hey, hey, what are you talking about!? Huh, I didn't break my abs.

"...... that's so suspicious"

I was the one who told such a nailmukimuki theory, but apparently time is running out.

When we looked at each other in a bit of a hurry, we both dashed into the dorm.

─ ─ Needless to say, of course, I ran out of strength along the way.

Apparently, Tamano and Nail say that notebooks and textbooks are not required for the Magic School City classes, and if you only take the writing equipment, they will distribute prints later.

Finally, I had an opinion that Reaper's class was so easy to understand... - What is it that the death-directing God is doing?

And even with that in mind, I went to school with Nail and Tamano......

(...... hey, missed the wave)

I was now sitting on my own cheek cane and looking out the window.

If you look around you, there's no sign of anyone but me, and it's a lot busier than a meter around me.

In short, I got botched here. [M]

I can certainly tell Nail, Tamano, Dean that I can talk to the cloud or something... but unfortunately, everyone has created a group. Plus, about half of the group are students they don't even know about. I don't feel like I can get in.

─ ─ First of all, Dean Group.

It is no exaggeration to say that almost everyone is assembled in this group.

The constituent members are:

Dean Caliber.

Cloud

Stranger, grey-haired, brown-haired boy student.

A tundele-looking lady with blonde twin tails.

Girl with glasses for gray hair lowering

And it's a nail.

Well, I guess the Deans who saw the nails come across like that talked to the nails and ended up fitting in like oh. Everyone seems comfortable and really enjoyable.

By the way, the rest of Tamano seems to be having a good time talking to the people around there without any relationship between men and women.

- Wow, if you look closely, I'm the only one in this class, okay? Maybe I have the talent to be alone until I come from another world. [M]

And that's it. When I'm alone like this, the girls kind of look at us like flickers. Besides, he's whining about something while looking at it as a flicker and saying "" kah "" or something. What is this abuse?

I'm getting kind of sad. I close my eyelids in the guise of a sleeping breeze.

Let's imagine a little bit of what those girls are talking about.

"Hey, hey, it's just me."

'That's right, enforcers are a symbol of fear, and you know what you did with that nobleman, don't you? I'm so scared I can't get close. "

'That's right. Besides, you were talking to Nail about a confession! It sucks from Nail,' cause it's black history. '

"Oh, look! I just saw that guy chill over here!

"" "" 'Kaaah!!!

─ ─ ─ Why is this going to cry?

Imagine yourself saying it, but I don't think I'm out of the picture in a pretty realistic conversation. By the way, I don't have the courage to use Hell's Ear to make sure. If it's true, I'm sure I'll pull it off and die of debilitation.

"...... Ha, I want to die"

When I whined so little that no one would listen to me, I stopped my own breath in my heart, hoping that a different world might make friends. [M]

─ ─ ─ After all, solitude is what I deserve for my school life.

Essentially, there are five things to learn in this school: Mandarin, Mathematics, History, plus Magic and Combat Techniques.

The teacher in each of the three classes is responsible for three of them: Mandarin, Mathematics, and History, while the teacher is responsible for other magic and combat techniques.

That's how the first time today was Mandarin.

The teacher who takes the whip is Drum Sensei, who serves in three groups.

He is a teacher who feels like the physical education system of muscle macho, and I still feel unfamiliar with the class because my predictions were correct.

"'Question, about underline A. What the author wanted to tell you in this sentence. Put Your Own Thoughts On'...... you think? Isn't that all right, you idiot!!

What do you mean there's no such thing as a drum teacher slamming a print on the floor and students who are used to silently filling a print this past week - who's taking a proper class as one?

─ ─ By the way, I filled all the problems in the first ten minutes, so now I'm blurring on my cheek cane. By the way, now it's only twenty minutes to start and a little. We have six hours in class for fifty minutes, so we still have a long way to go.

When I was confused like that, I guess Dr. Drum didn't think that the problem kid who came to class for the first time was following me to class. I stopped by to talk to a heretic who didn't try to talk to me as one of them this morning as I dosund over with that hot and painful body.

"Did you say Ginn? Are you okay? Are you following me to class?

Wow, this teacher is such a good guy.

I can't feel any malice at all, and if you look at that worried face without your moonlight eyes, you'll know you're serious in one shot.

I'm surprised Dr. Drum was a better teacher than I expected, but I smiled as much as I could and said, "It's okay," but at that moment I hear voices like I said, "Ku, Gu..." in various seats. Mostly from the girls' seats.

What, do you resent me for the girls in this class? As soon as I spoke, I felt sick and vomited blood, and I was so tired, could you just keep dying?

While I was thinking about it, Dr. Drum took a bunch of prints that I had on my desk, and I rolled them one by one perky... but every time for some reason, my eyelids opened up.

Well, I solved it pretty seriously, and even this print was a lot easier than the entrance exam questions. So it's probably almost there.

Don't take my mind off that.

"Why, all the questions, you're right...... That's a full score."

Dr. Drum looked seriously at that answer sheet with his eyes as if to see something incredible.

"Oh, really?"

I didn't even know what I was surprised about, but for now I just replied and started to get confused again.

─ ─ ─ Oh, I want to get home soon.

It seems that the first and second hours are the same Mandarin for some reason, and the third and fourth hours are two sets and a joint combat technology class.

The current location seems more like an arena than a first-class training ground used to conduct combat technology classes jointly, well, you can think of it as a training ground with passenger seats.

And our students now wore jerseys and continued to run glue near the inner walls of the training ground.

By the way, the water-colored jersey I'm wearing now was received from Reaper before the first hour began. Apparently, this year's fourth graders wear water-colored jerseys.

"Ha...... annoying"

"It's hard to say......, isn't Gin weakening now? It seems like there's a lot of room from now on."

Turning aside to that voice, there was Aigis running rocking a red ponytail.

"Well, I've worked out a lot since I weakened too. What an abs buck right now, huh?

"Oh, really?

"...... What? Are you a muscle fetish?

"Chi, no!!

Talking about that, I started to hear "whoa whoa" from the boys students around me.

Aigis, at the end of my gaze, looked behind me and began to have vain eyes, and my grasp of space reflected two twin hills of plumper swinging.

So me and Aigis increased the speed of running simultaneously indefinitely.

─ ─ But boulders are the epitome of the dark hair era. Kuse and Hoka are all noticeable, but their strength is not Dada.

"Oh, ho, ho, ho! Long time no see, Mr. Silver! While I couldn't see you, I missed you so much!

"Why? So what"

"Ahhh!? That's silver, those cold words, there's no way you can roll them out other than silver!

When you reluctantly turn your gaze to the reverse neighbor, there's a huge chest shaking all over your jersey. And when I slightly shifted my gaze upwards, there was a blonde roll face with a full grin.

─ ─ Yes, I don't have to tell you, it's Mako Phoenix.

"Wait so! Phoenix!

Then it was our Lori High School student, Olivia, who came from behind the Phoenix House.

Apparently, my acquaintances in the two groups are Olivia & Aigi Spares and the three of these troublesome phoenix houses - - then the rest of Max & Urachi Pairs and the five of Kurashima, Takiba and Kojima are in three groups led by Drum Sensei, maybe.

With that in mind, I guess the endless invisible running will finally end. Reaper, standing in the middle of the training ground, whistled a pippy whistle-- - You're really a teacher, Reaper.

If I look around, I see students looking pretty tired, and I think if it's just their strength, they're over him.

"Then be a pair as you please! But never pair with a man or a woman! If we put it together, they'll put it together and you'll be expelled, so be prepared!

I'm sure you shouldn't ask why, but Reaper declared so.

--but I want to make a point here. I won't, actually.

Be a pair if you like? Huh?

Oh, my God. Is that what you're telling Botch to die for? No, it's abuse against me by mistake, isn't it?

Every time I think about it, a teacher who says that doesn't think about his students. Then go ahead and say, "You guys, I'm going to have you in pairs now, but try to hub one, because I'm going to make all the pairs with arbitrariness and prejudice! There you go. Begin. Wow! I'd rather have a scared teacher say," or something. I think if I had a teacher like that, I'd probably like it.

Reaper snorted lightly about whether she agreed with me or not, but for some reason there was no sign that she would take action. Funny, so Reaper was a vessel to that extent anyway.

I look around looking for a pair with a disconnect from Reaper, but at some point there's just a couple of men and women around discussing it.

─ ─ -What? Could I have overflowed?

I look around in a hurry, but I still don't see any extra men around me.

My cheeks became cold and sweaty, and my gaze gradually gathered to me alone.

─ ─ ─ There is only one hand left for me exposed to the gaze from its surroundings, to the best of my ability......,

"Oh, I'm not feeling well, can I take a tour?"

I lied grandly about my reading skills. [M]