The Villainess Wants to Marry a Commoner!! (WN)

Step out into the hallway and align for each class. They're going to show freshmen the facilities in the college and explain them to them now.

Schools in this world don't have rules like Japanese schools lined up in back order or in attendance number order, so they all line up to say gayagaya as they please.

There are magical children from all over the country, as well as international students from other countries, so there is no clumping.

Well, I can't help but make a scene because this is a time of instability and fun for everything, like finally turning from being fifteen to being an adult this year.

By the time Colle's in third grade, she'll be united in class, and in every discipline, so I can't stop thrilling in many ways from now on. We're gonna be united by a situation like this zoo, aren't we?

After all, do you see things like demonic crusade expedition accommodation and athletic and cultural festivals like discipline rivalries that you have to be united to survive......

Guys, by the way!! Despite having twenty-four classes in this college in a school year, I just got into the same class as you, Ursh!!

Even so, it seems that fiancées can basically be assigned to the same class, so naturally so. By the way, if you have more than one fiancée like Senior Hunt, do you think the only person who can make it into the same class is someone who plans to have a real wife?

Leave that alone. Me and Ursh, you're usually in the class together from now on. The floor's different when I'm in alchemy class, but we're together. So you can stay close to college life all the time. That's great!!

But unfortunately, Alice, Dear Chris, the classes have fallen apart with the pair, Marieta and Geese.

But Marieta and I can meet in the alchemy department.

By the way, I haven't heard from Marieta yet. And that's... oh, my God.

Marieta, I've had too many loops, too many memories, and I'm no longer in a state of what I am. It seems difficult to explain because of this.

Several times in the loop, she has become a grandmother, and a few times she has lived on the run, she has had stress on her mind and brain, making her mental condition worse, and living in a poor environment, which makes her look like a juvenile dementia.

Perhaps only the spirit has lived for more than a hundred years.

If it was a calm life, I guess there wasn't that much clouding of memories either, because Marieta is the hard mode of life. I can't help but say how many cases (events) I should get involved in, because trouble comes at that level.

I can't tell Marieta I can't force her because she would be coming with a defensive reaction of the spirit and throwing away a lot of memories to protect herself so that her brain's memory capacity and all that doesn't flake.

In the meantime, I hope her mental state stabilizes at all, all the lemonade that was in the [closet]. Then, along with my cooking practice, I handed over a large quantity of newly created SAN value (sanity) restorative lemonade.

Yes, gentlemen. Me, I became able to create lemonade without being a hedron.

Float a large water ball onto the spot and squeeze a bunch of beautifully washed lemons in it, putting in a clean bucket of C-grade monster honey in a new scoop. Throw a grasp of salt into the magic. Finally, mix the water balls as they are warmed by spinning them as they are broiled in a pine fire.

It may not be the right procedure for the original lemonade, but if the ingredients eventually mixed, later the Cooking Skills acted and managed.

In the meantime, it proved that it would not hedronize without even using 'cookware'.

Let's increase the number of dishes we can cook one by one.

Even so, I don't align any classes.

The teachers are desperately trying to line up the students, but there are a few students in every class who joke around, and they can't set out to guide the college's facilities in the middle.

Finally, our grade-chief teacher, Dr. Oba, who is about the same height as me and in Pocciari shape, hung up.

"Line up quietly and promptly!! Come on, or I'll reposition the front and back teeth!!

Wow...... Dinner is going to be hard to eat.

I've never heard such threatening complaints before. A boulder, a magical world. Unique way to threaten.

By the way, there's no Board of Education or PTA, so for what they won't say loud enough, I guess I'll do it when I really do it.

But you're far better than our brother Dymon. Good luck living. Nephews, nieces.

I'll let you slip out of the Dimons boot camp.

Reminded me of this way of educating the world and the way our brother and his wife are, and looking far away, Mr. Ursh raised his voice from behind.

"Oh, it's Isabella's favorite rabbit. It's fuzzy."

With that said, Ursh, when I look in the direction you point. Five rabbits were peeling in the hallway lined up with students from the next class.

or cute!! Huh? What is it? Did the rabbit get lost in the school building? My butt is rough, and I pout and I'm cute every time I bounce.

"True!! That's cute, Mr. Ursh. Where did that rabbit come from?

"No matter how many times the next class child gets noticed, he keeps talking loudly. My teacher magically turned me into a rabbit."

"... the rabbit doesn't ring, so it's quiet. Sometimes my nose squeaks..."

Staring at the rabbit, who was a former neighbor class student, with a distant eye, a male student with an eye band on his left eye in black was sticking out of the line and capturing the rabbit.

That eyelid, the Gothic fashion student in black, is Geese. Was it the class next door to Geese?

With that said, Geese had the title "Hidden Mohmoff Madness". Even if you're a former classmate, if you had a rabbit, you'd jump, wouldn't you? I'm posing as the wind I'm trying to carry you with kindness, but I guess you wanted to pretend too.

Geese happily shares with the other students to hold the rabbit. Normally, I can't hide my liking, Geese.

I'm rubbing my cheek against a reluctant rabbit, but that's my classmate, isn't it? I wonder if you know, Geese.

"The rabbit that Geese is forced to rub on his cheek. I was originally a bad looking tough (like) boy student. I wonder if Geese would beat me up when I got back to normal... Well, it doesn't matter."

Geese!! Stop that cheek rub now!! Luxurious and magical, you can't beat a physical attack!!

I don't have eyes for the rabbit punch that I'm happily taking right now, but the punch will fly after the magic is solved!!

While he was harassing me that way, each class started moving to see if the alignment was complete.

Seven students in the same class, by the way, had been switched back and front teeth positions.

He completed all his morning appointments, including directions on the college's facilities and class descriptions for the first half given in each class.

There were introductions and such, but regardless of the noble ladies and sons around Wang Capital, who had seen them at the Tea Party, it was hard to remember the sons of the ladies from the province and the students from the civilian population, unless their characters and fashion were unique.

Incidentally, the female student who wore a restraint coat and carried a large sickle, which I saw on the day I received my robe, was a Countess in the same class. It looked like a magic warrior family because it was a red robe.

The red robe is fully embroidered and the crawling rose is embroidered with black thread. It is highly complete for embroidery in this short time.

And I'm in the same class as a boy student like an ethnic-style magician with naked upper body and extensive tattooing and a necklace like a dreamcatcher with mysterious blue fangs, but it's hard to talk to.

His robe is blue in the magician family. It had already turned into a borough cloth and into one of the many wrapped lumbar rolls.

Me and Ursh, you are the chocolate color of the alchemy department. The end of the robe is edged with an embroidered pattern of gold thread.

Ursh, there are plenty of subspace pockets on the inside of your robe. Each pocket was embroidered with a pattern of tools, a pattern of plants, or a pattern of medicine bottles. Perhaps the contents are easy to understand.

Inside my robe, unfortunately, there was no embroidery of the Dragon Tiger diagram. I don't even have a subspace pocket because I have a [closet].

Instead, magic formations of mysteries, large and small, are painted in large quantities in embroidery. It's amazing to embroider this elaborate magic formation.

By the way, I checked the magic formation coming around between my shoulder blades, in King of Greed, and it had the ability to fly.

"Now you can fly in the sky without having to ride the dragon with the Dragon Knight senior?

That's what they say. He still cares that I had two dragon rides (Bella was there too) with a senior in the Department of Magic Warriors. She's adorable, Mr. Jerassie Ursh. I love you, Mr. Ursh.