"Russell..."

"Russell..."

"Your brother!

Accident Perpetrator!?

The three female students spoke up.

Cecil, Sarasa, Sheila.

It echoes the faction of the fifth branch of the waiting area.

To that voice, many students looked back.

"La, Russell couldn't have done that."

"Yes! It's a mistake of some kind!

"Your brother can't be such a cowardly imitator!

I don't care about the gaze around me or anything.

The three girls sued.

Nothing else stuffed me.

It's Rowan.

"No, even if I tell you..."

This one has a troubled face.

The same brown eyes as the color of her hair showed the girls with swollen cheeks.

Iolada's accident was committed by someone.

And the culprit is Russell Singh Stark.

Rumors like that arose the day after I met Volfott.

By the time I found out about it, most of the students were close to finding out.

Thanks to this, the topic is clearer than the final battle, about rumors of the Iolada case.

The operation is immediately denied.

Again, he stressed that this incident was an accident.

He stabbed me in the nail, calling me in and not making an extra mouth.

He doesn't take care of the operation and wants to handle it as an accident.

As a result, casualty 0.

You want to pull the curtain early and focus on the final battle.

I know where the rumors come from.

Definitely a Volfot.

Daimyo, you must have blown into other school humans.

Rumors like this are spreadable.

Together, Iolada is the Descendant of the Brave.

Excellent eyebrows. Because of its good appearance, it is of course popular with students from other schools.

Few people will be driven by proselytism.

I mean, we're villains.

I squeal.

I raised my mouth angle at the same time.

Seeing that, Chairman Vael put his arms together to lift his big chest.

"What are we going to do, Russell? Perhaps the other schools will narrow it down to our fifth branch, with the possibility of a total attack."

"I won't do anything. As expected."

"You think it's what I expected? Now you, you even have [futuristic view]?

Unfortunately, [Futuristic] is still unmastered.

That's advanced magic, but it takes a million units of points.

Not that I can't get it, but I didn't really feel the need because we have an excellent [Scholar (Professor)].

"That's not what it is. We knew this would happen by the time the Kowloon Cup began."

"Hmm..."

"That's your brother."

Sheila's face is gorgeous.

"It's not a difficult prediction, Sheila."

I took an oath.

Winning all wins......

Then the situation is easy to reproduce.

If you're winning all the competitions, you're definitely at the top of the list in this total fight.

"Ah...... Oh."

Rowan hit Pong and his hand.

"I've known for a hundred days that I would attack a winning team on multiple teams. So I've applied measures."

That's right.

Measures have been taken.

Because I knew this would happen.

So after that, the question is whether the measures will work.

I look back to everyone.

And I said to them, who are all school students and godchildren.

"You'll hear my rumors. But I swear, I didn't do it. Please trust me. Please, fight with me."

…………

Silence fell.

Everyone looks at each other.

Then he came closer to me.

Less than 600 people in the whole school.

That surrounded one [villager].

Someone says.

"Sure...... Maybe Russell can do it."

"Deceive the operation, make it look like an accident, get your rivals off"

"When I'm here, it's about Russell who can do such arts."

"I think the rumors are a good line."

Everyone muttered.

Words line me up.

Yet I felt quite warm there.

"But..."

"Oh, dear."

"Russell didn't do it."

"There's no way we're gonna do this."

"If it's enough to use cowardly hands..."

"Yes. They don't train us or anything."

I was surprised, I looked up.

"You guys believe me?

"Of course."

Cecil slaps me on the shoulder.

"We're all in this together"

Rowan put his hand on my head.

"We all believe you, Russell."

Sarasa giggles.

"Brother, there is nothing in the fifth branch that anyone suspects. Besides, your brother told me."

Trust me.

I stared at everyone's face one at a time.

You look good.

Each was filled with confidence.

There is no such thing as suspicion of rumors.

Everybody wants to fight and they're wuss.

I had those eyes.

Yeah. You did.

Apparently, I'm the one who didn't believe it.

"Thanks, guys"

Huh? What?

The reaction.

"Russell, what did you just say?

"Oh. Now I guess I heard wrong"

"But I told you so"

"I heard you."

"Oh......"

Thank you...

No, you're surprised there.

Didn't I say "thank you" so much?

I think I appreciate it myself.

Then laughter happens more and more.

Everybody was looking at me with a nibble.

"No, bad, bad"

What a surprise.

"I'm always confident."

"You look like you deserved it."

Ugh...

I see.

Was that what they thought, me?

"Well, that's Russell, right?"

Cecil nods yeah too.

"It's Russell."

It was Sarasa who had the same reaction as her best friend.

"But when your brother gets honest, he's so cute."

Mix Sheila in, too, and put her in.

Couscous and I were laughing.

Pretty? Me????

I don't know what I'm talking about, but I don't think the cute element is dust.

But for some reason, more than one girl gave me a glimpse.

Pretty, me?

Well, fine.

Let's get back on our minds.

"I know how everyone feels. We're going to win. We're going to destroy all objects."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The whisper rises.

At the same time the signal of initiation rang.

The announcement sounds.

Then many students jumped out of the position.