The World of Otome Games is Tough For Mobs

This was before Libya and Ange headed to the Argentine Republic.

When the Lions studied abroad and the school changed its policy and was in a hurry.

Libya had guided the school with students from the civilian population who enrolled.

He had a file with a black spelling (and) screw-in cover on his hand.

Embracing him with both hands, guiding him.

Libya looked nervous.

"This is the school building. Your class will be taking classes in this school building, right? It basically takes the form of teachers coming to the classroom."

Instead of moving to the classroom the teacher has, the teacher comes to the classroom and does the class.

It was a high school format classroom method.

Asking the nervous Libya a question was a shiny student who flushed her hair to the side.

His name is [Pierre]. Yes, it's Pierre. It's different from Pierre in the Republic.

"Can I ask you a question, Senior?

"Yes!

"Thank you. Bye -"

The reason Libya is nervous about juniors is because they are not of the same civilian origin.

Whereas Libya came out of a remote island in the countryside, they came from a rather wealthy family of luxury merchants living in the King's Capital.

"- Are you free after this? Why don't you join us for dinner?

Libya had a pulling grin on Kizzly Pierre's invitation.

"Ko, I'm engaged, so I can't. I'm sorry."

Kizzy Pierre looks sorry.

"That's a shame. Sorry I didn't know you had a fiancée."

Pierre's home was a luxury house that also traded.

For this reason, it is also the house where the school immediately spoke when it received the general students.

Out of a luxury merchant's house where nobility is also associated.

And he was older than Libya at his age.

The assembled freshmen suddenly gathered their age apart.

Pierre shrugs her shoulders as her surroundings are couscous laughing.

In the meantime, one young man was watching Libya.

His name is [Aaron].

He was flushing his dark hair back, breaking down his uniform and giving it an atmosphere somewhere bad.

"Kizza bastard. Still, your fiancée..."

Aaron, looking at Libya's chest embracing the spelling cover, laughed smallly and niggly.

"I was reincarnated into such an interesting different world. You can have a little fun."

Libya keeps explaining.

"That concludes today's guide. It's a whisper today, but come because we're having your welcoming party."

"I'm looking forward to this evening," Aaron muttered as Libya smiled.

Watching Aaron like that from the sky was - a Creale reconnaissance drone.

◇

"Alas, an impotent (fumbling) man has appeared in Libya, aiming for the absence of the Master quickly. Bedtime, bedtime is NG. We need to crush it thoroughly. '

It was Ange who was reading the book who was surprised by the sudden start of talking about Claire.

"What happened suddenly?

"Nothing."

"Oh well. Then don't talk out of the blue. This one surprises me."

Even though Luxion had a smaller mouth count, and so on, Ange mutters.

Claire questioned Ange.

'That's right, and a lot of people don't know that Libya's fiancée is a master? Master, could it be anonymous to civilians?

Ange closes the book.

"I got engaged at a time when I was flustered. A lot of people don't know. What's wrong with that?

'- No, it's nothing. It's okay. It's okay.'

"Right."

Ange starts reading again.

And as I recall,

"That's right. Libya is returning late today. I don't think there's anything, but take care of it."

"Ok"

It was a creale that happily began to circle in circles.

◇

Night.

The tavern where the welcome party is held.

Aaron watched Libya as he sipped his liquor with his little one.

There are equally bad boys gathered around.

"Hey Aaron, are you sure you want to do this?

"You have a fiancée, don't you?

Aaron smiled niggardly at the words of such men.

"Bubba. So I guess it's fun. It would be extra fun to worship my fiancée's tearful face."

One person says worryingly.

He's a nobleman.

But Aaron doesn't pull.

"After being disposed of in large quantities. Can you do something to freak me out? Besides, I came in as a successful adventurer. You can't lose your arm."

As an adventurer, Aaron was admitted to school for certain achievements.

It is assumed that in the future you will gain as much status as a knight.

"You just have to be able to get the woman into my stuff. Nobility is so vulnerable to women. Well, look forward to it. I'll entertain you too."

When the boys laughed niggardly - they heard voices.

"Unfortunately, you..."

When Aaron looked back in surprise, he thought it smelled sweet and at the same time he was suddenly asleep and let go of consciousness.

Aaron finally felt like he saw the blue one.

◇

Libya, who is an executive in a tavern, was busy.

"Is everyone having fun?

Looking at the table, there was a look at the boys sleeping in part.

When I try to wake him up, Claire comes to my side.

"Earle, were you here?

"Ange worried about Libya and told me to watch over her."

"Ange's a little too worried."

To Libya, who looks troubled and happy, Creale replies only '- well,'

I turned my blue eyes to the men who fell asleep.

'More than that, I'll take them home. Actually, people drinking at a table nearby are using the same men's dormitories as them. Let's have it carried. "

"No, you can't, Earle. We need to take care of him till the end."

Claire laughed when we tried to carry her to Libya.

'It's okay. He'll be happy to take it on. Instead, because you say thank you for asking me'

It was Libya, which obeyed Claire's words and reluctantly went to ask for it.

If I headed to the table I was told, there was just a bunch of boys and they seemed to get together and have fun.

Libya speaks up.

"Oh, you know..."

The boys have suddenly been silent and mostly distracted from their gaze as to whether they were alert.

But only one person comes with a sharp glance at Libya.

"What can I do for you?

Libya turned its gaze to their table, even though it became anxious about their overzealous attitude.

"Actually, a few boys fell asleep. I heard they use the same men's dormitory."

That being said, the boys suddenly glanced.

"Oh, my God, you mean that!

"I'll take care of it. I was just about to cut it off."

"Don't worry, we'll carry it."

"It's our job to do this."

"Oh yeah!

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Stand up and head over to the boys - Aaron and they'll keep accounting and we'll just take them away.

Libya relieved.

"Good. I was a little scared, but you were sweet people, Earle."

Claire says to Libya's smile.

"Mission Complete"

"Earle?

'It's nothing. Yes, it's nothing...'

◇

The next day.

Walking down the men's hallway was a shitty pierre.

"The boy in the same room didn't come home. Where the hell have you been?"

There were no boys in the same room when I came back from the welcome party last night.

As I wonder, Aaron and the others walk in front of me as I finger my frontal hair flushed beside me.

All three of them, they were rubbing their asses.

"Ouch - and you don't remember anything."

"Did you drink that much yesterday?

"I'm surprised you woke up in the seniors' room."

Pierre saw such a classmate and was a little surprised.

"Are you guys okay?

Aaron puts on his hair.

"What, you kizzard? Looks like I drank too much yesterday. I don't remember anything."

I wonder when I hear that.

"Oh, yeah."

(Is that it? I thought you were drunk right away yesterday? - Hmm?)

Men's dorm hallway.

Pierre, who saw some blue light in the window, turned his gaze towards you but nothing.

(Are you out of your mind)

Aaron is rubbing his butt.

"And you're hurting my ass. He hit me drunk yesterday, but is it something that hurts so much? And there's something wrong with that."

The three of them went back to their rooms, complaining about the bumps.

Pierre sees the direction Aaron and the others have come.

- No way.

I paid up my proud forehead with my hands, and decided to go back to my room myself.