February.

A triennial exchange was held here in the school of New Capital.

The number of visitors is less than 150 each from the schools of Wang Du and Lei Fu.

Those with physical problems, those who cannot leave because they are in charge of a wing of their parents' work, those who cannot come because they are married or pregnant. Those who cannot afford to cover all kinds of costs, including travel…. Those students, they don't participate.

So, it was roughly a third of all students attending the exchange.

This helps.

"Numbers are power" at all times. This one will be attended by almost all 450 people, so I have a good eye.

Yes, I needed to "keep my eyes open".

It's not Ethan, but sometimes it's "because there's something like an aunt in the Twa system".

but that's not all.

When I said it in hindsight, there was a question of how to prevent "tyranny of the aristocracy".

Students at Lefu School were quiet.

Different places, both the Rei and the Army capitals. The atmosphere has to do with the school in the new capital.

The quality is rigid, or pure. Or should I say decent consciousness?

That kind of thing was provided.

The problem is the nobility of Wang Du.

Because many people have a "young nobleman of Henwood" atmosphere, which was a problem last fall.

Around Raina, nerves had been sporadically shrunk from the preparation phase......

In fact, I tried to treat them, and as far as I'm concerned, I felt safe.

Even compared to Henwood, such as their tyranny, it's no big deal.

Not to mention the things that Alex and Zigmund on the young day would have drifted on him - like the intense sentiment (the strength of AK) that is peculiar to "those who are struck by adversity but face it head-on in an attempt to bounce it back".

Instead of relieved, I might have even remembered the joy at this time.

That's because since I've been in this world, I've never seen a junior high school in Japan but an adult in my eyes.

Sometimes I feel sorry for them, and they all carry large, ageless baggage.

But only the students at Wangdu School were the same as "Japanese junior high students".

When compared to the students in the New Capital and the Ritsufu, it is a "child" to put it badly.

Isn't that good? This is what the year deserves.

Count Tachibana also said. "Play," he said. "You're human too," he said.

Isn't that good?

Make a fuss at the Cathedral of the Far East Archdiocese in Krishnag.

Even if you try to taunt the pillars of the main hall of Naïve Party Far East headquarters.

Even to the officials of the polar eastern government, ask for a busy mouth.

……

That's not good.

What was I supposed to do in order for a nasty middle school student to understand?

"Hit him and make him listen" or "Buy and Sell Thanks" or just that these days......

Cardinal Piutsky's earthy honorable face shines with a smile.

while dissipating intense personable pressure.

But the "children" don't even have the feeling of realizing the pressure.

The smile beneath me turns straight here.

What do you want me to do?, "you say.

Under. With your words, no. I'm not even getting your words, anyway.

The general manager is Raina!? Wouldn't it be nice to have a priest filia!?

I looked around the left and right instead of the verbal answer, and the two warrants were also smiling at this one.

I know. It's my job, isn't it? Yeah, that's right.

He circles behind the noisy people and releases the spirit of Asakura.

"That's majestic. Don't you feel tight?" or whatever, whispering something white.

Alan's threads get thinner and thinner. Start hiding the light on the back of your eyelids.

OK, it's still okay. I haven't got my hands in my armpit...... no, I did!? Wait, wait!

Turning around, the students in Wangdu were exactly where they were taking out the pen.

Old Molly puts a blow in her elbow. You all know, to the point of paralysis.

A student removes the pen.

"Hiro, you're in trouble too.

"The hard work of caring for a child, did you understand that?

Okay, please. Help me.

The official at the bureau, he understood. Because many of them have superior sons.

In the hallway, I can speak softly.

"It's tough. We don't mind.... but the authority of His Excellency the Bachelor (Bachelor of the Far East Cabinet, Dear Alex).

"Yeah, let it be my 'borrowing'.

I can see the smile on my face.

Still, it's cute stuff.

When I come back to school, I don't even use my nerves that much.

Cute stuff. I can't believe the noise they make.

You think there was cork in the wine? You think you haven't cut off the small bones of the fish, or the soup is thinly seasoned?

You think the baths are small, the number of vanities is small, and the beds are stiff?

……

Not cute.

Fair enough. Handling claims is Ethan, Raina, and Snook's job.

I asked for it.

My job is, "Outside."

"Outside the bargain" and "outdoors".

It's what middle school students do on their "school trips," it's a prospect.

"... Roger that, Giraud.

Fully moff the Giraud back to report, then go outside. Behind the girls' dorm.

Near the high windows where the hot air is, there are signs, shadows.

"Gentlemen! Your window is very high! In scaffolding assembled in the dark, there is a great risk of collapse. Please, may you evacuate!

Was it a bad idea to shout?

As a dozen people ran away exactly as if scattering spider children, something like a crate that had been piled up as a scaffold collapsed.

One of them is underneath.

I can't help it.

"Were you… Mr. Simei de Oranje? Nice to meet you."

I didn't expect to come without taking off my family crested clothes even though I was coming to peek.

Not bad at all.

"You don't talk about it, even if you know it. It's wild.

"The moon is obvious tonight. If you want wind currents, you should see them.

"That's a good thing. But you don't know what a romance is, you don't! No, that hip thing. A soldier, then. It is up to you to obey orders. It's a boring story though.

With a breath of alcohol, I say the same thing.

Simei de Oranje was Count Tachibana himself.

I knew it. Skinny. Cool eyes. Intelligent, literary youth (no, boy or boy) style handsome.

... you don't have to peek.

"Hey, Hiro, what a fuss! No way......"

Shimei yelled back, not even while I answered.

"Don't worry, Raina! There is no such thing as a sexually defective person (fetishist) who wants to catch a glimpse of you! The tooth turtles that were looking for other women were driven away by military men!

Until the way you curse, Count Tachibana.

"Shimei! This!... Hiro, I'll sanction you!

"Hiro, you? Um, from" Woodmell Games "?

"I'm late for my application. This is Hiro de Calewala. I thank His Excellency Count Tachibana for his great help.

"Will you stop saluting me, Hiro? My personality, my age, it's still the same.

"Well, let me do that, Shimei. Have you hit him in the head or in the hips?

"It's a little fuzzy, but I was drinking originally. But with all this noise, I woke up. Let's get back to drinking. Lined up, can you show me around?

"Please refrain from going out at night because we have security issues.... There's a lot of noise going on over there, right? There are guards at the gate.

"It's a boring story.

"After the exchange, you can go hang out with His Excellency the Count, right? There will be things that can only be done at this exchange.

"For a while. Right. You know quite well, you do.

Give me your shoulder.

Shimei de Oranje's body was light.

"Sure, it's a brilliant month.... Kasumu is only drunk because of Harumi.

Rayna told me you didn't have any literature.

Okay, well, what do you say?