From the student dorm, I can easily get out everywhere.
For Vagan's sake, I have to go see Faggus's face at the Innocence Club.
Faggus is, like, just a year old.
It is the end of the year, and the "gift of saints" to the children......
I wonder what's good.
You got lost last year, too.
Ma, sweetness is natural.
For the book, drawings this year? Dictionary? I made it like that. We can all read it.
And then what?
With that said, Yu will be enrolled in the school's elementary department next year, right?
You think two older Cintas and Tim were told by the middle because they were a little "missing" from a lot of things?
Marie's supposed to be "homecoming" too.
I've seen it at Merle Hall from time to time, but for a long time, Claire must have moistened me...
"To Yu, I think you got it, huh?
"I agree with you, Magnum. You must be new to school, right? So... well, a lot, I can't afford it. Then I think it's best to give them something to gain.
No, school was "that kind of place".
A cadet school and an official training school.
"There won't be a war in the Far East in the next few decades, will there?
"That's no reason to fail to armament. Even me in the Dexter family, who's worried about military spending, I know the facts, right?
"Because there will be no war, training in peacetime needs to be more and more demanding. Is that what this is all about?
Right.
I know, but I'm going to lose my mind.
As I walked down the hallway talking about that, Dr. Tsukahara, the dorm warden, gave me a look.
"Is that Yu? If you're giving it away, it's a knife.
Tsukahara Sensei faces a naive meeting at Ichi Week in relation to depositing her adopted daughter's stump.
… In the meantime, have you increased your apprenticeship?
"You have a sinister face.
He tells Dr. Tsukahara about my "history".
Whatever the so-called "martial arts" are, I know that they come from a country where the culture of "martial arts" as a serious battle of bees, a murder technique, is obsolete.
"It's a gift.
Right.
I didn't choose it with such a rash.
"Leave it to me."
Should we be able to see each other soon?
"Yeah, Yu deserves it, a little potato knife.
My body is still small.
"Mmm."
And, if so.
Otto Meyer Workshop.
Because if you didn't take me, some people are afraid of later.
So we're going to push it in large numbers.
Billboard daughter Nora's cheeks were glowing rosy, not likely because of the cold weather in the division.
"Hey Meyer, if it's a knife..."
"Um, should I?
Mr. Otto, Mr. Meyer, please don't!
It's for beginners and children!
"I miss you. I also started with a knife shop, which is just a name for forge. Kids who start training with a few smashing little machetes, they want to support you. Oh no, Hiro...... no, like His Excellency the Baron, it is of course splendid to have a big deal from the beginning and to be trained to be worthy of the knife!
"It's going to have a funny vibe because I follow you, parent. That's the fate of having a family name. I've been carried a big one since the beginning. Your Excellency is not concerned.
Meyer, a lightly flushed lead researcher, revamped his face.
"Ladies and gentlemen, return without major injury. Congratulations.
"Thank you. Thanks to the long-winded pattern that I put on here, I also survived a brawl. He beat up the enemy commander and got a ransom.
"Ooh. Someone, thanks to this stick, has become a lord!
"That's what I did. You picked up your life because of the minigun, and so did I.
Nobles, too, was desperate to make a smile.
He survived a bowgun at Otto Meyer Workshop.
Although.
Ethan gently moves his position in front of the knobless.
so we don't have to face each other.
"Oh, then you can hit the publicity. With that split cheap......
"Father... Parent! It's a gift! It's outrageous to have a pricey gift!
Mr. Nola, please hold on (crying).
For that matter, let me make a good choice, okay?
Hey, Asakura.
"See for yourself. Training."
Without saying that...... or anything, I stepped into a corner of a few hits while having a brain conversation.
Even myself, I was surprised.
I get it.
The good one looks big.
Naturally, it pops into my eyes.
One wicked gesture is kind of like this... watching and my eyes get tired. I feel resistance.
I wondered what would make a difference and took the two, compare them, and grip them.
The thing that makes it bad is that the center of gravity is weird or distorted.
"Hey, come on, is that good? Sell this?
I thought, looking back at my parent Otto.
Otto also looked sharply at this one.
"Can you tell? Rest assured. The bad news is, I'm not selling it.
... three years.
"When a young man puts himself into something for three years, he gets that feeling. It's not just a knife. I watched the whole classical episode better when I typed it into poetry, saying that good songs pop into my eyes, but bad songs that I can't do are tired of my eyes. That's what they said.
Maybe that's what it is.
I was a jerk too, but club football, I played hard.
Then it was a little different.
Originally, high school ballplayers were aces in grass baseball, even if they were the heels of a loss in World War I.
But well.
"My master was good.
That's a sure fact.
"Take this, please.... Oops, that's it.
"I didn't know you'd get that with a value of a few hits. The price is the same, Lord Hiro.
What I see, naturally, has been seen thousands of years ago.
Tsukahara Sensei's "N." also, vigorously.
It was emitted with a smile.
Show me, the naive party we all visited.
As usual, the children surrounded me.
I didn't see Yu. They were asking me to run a little errand.
The sweetness was very welcome though.
The drawings are not very well received.
But the grownups are thrilled.
"Yu is back, of.
All right, give me a gift.
... but hey.
Nice work, but give me the knife. To that gentle yu.
Kind......?
Old Master Li and Dr. Tsukahara are having a rough time.
Although I hadn't seen him in over six months, nevertheless.
You're not Cinta, are you?
No, this.
From Cinta......
Think about it.
Since I was a kid, I've been in naive clubs, hanging out with old teachers and Alan.
Out of seven or eight, she is instructed by Tsukahara Sensei.
That.
"What do you think, Hiro?
"My brother Hiro is our target, isn't he?
Cold sweat appeared.
"I will refine it….
Future generations, don't be afraid.
"Do you understand how we feel? Adult feelings.
"This is what disciples can do.
"Thank you, Mr. Hiro! Instruction later, please!
Oh, hold on.
In this world, it's the first time we've grown "right".
Healthy everywhere, boy.
That's right, that's about it.
It's a boy, connect with everyone, and when it's time to get to the head of everyone.
But if possible.
I want you to specialize in this knife for mould archery and bareback.
Oh, no, of course.
Sometimes I want you to protect Yu.
"It's a gift.
Yes, it was, Dr. Tsukahara.
Swallow the extra thoughts. Anyway, smile, give Yu a gift.