After school the day ten days have passed since I was a three-year-old.

In the college square, I was doing an audition on Efa.

"All right, last but not least, today's day. Effa, try what I taught you today."

It's only been about an hour since I started arching, but lately the sun has been setting faster.

We decided to cut it up early because if we auditioned in the dark, Efa might get hurt.

"This is how you do it!?

Efa punches right, punches left, hikes, and falls softly.

At the end of the day, I got a lump, but it's a far improvement compared to the first.

Back then, Effa had a positive fist poke while flexing......

"You're growing up right. That's great."

"Really?!? Yay!

Efa jumps happily.

It was as delightful as it was to see my apprentice grow.

Meanwhile, I'm not growing up.

This is how you dress like a princess, but you don't get magic spots (Stiegel).

I'll just have to use the final weapon (pants) when this happens... well, maybe I shouldn't expect much.

Encourage spiritual growth in ways other than overcoming shame.

"See you tomorrow, Master!

"Oh, bad. I have some business tomorrow."

"Are you going somewhere?

"Sort of. Look, you're off tomorrow, right? I'm thinking of shopping in the morning and going to my master's house in the afternoon."

Tomorrow is the master's birthday.

It's over a thousand kilometers away from here to The Devil's Forest, but if it's to celebrate the Master's birthday, let him rush to see if it's the back of the world.

"If I'm not interrupting, I want to go shopping with you. I think it's time I bought some souvenirs for my sisters."

"Well, you two are shopping tomorrow. The rendezvous time..."

That's how I made plans for tomorrow, then I headed to the library.

Upon arrival at the library, Mr. Noir was spreading textbooks to his desk.

"It's late."

"I'm sorry. I was just talking to Effa."

I'll sit down with Mr. Noir.

"I want to be smart. Ash is the only one I can count on."

Mr. Noir speaks truthfully.

I've been teaching Mr. Noir to study here lately.

Because we have three months left until the promotion exam.

The results of the next promotion exam determine the third grade class.

Mr. Noir really wants to maintain an advanced class, and he's asked me to teach him to study in order to get a good score on the written exam.

Mr. Noir, my goal is thirty points.

"Before we start studying today, let's start with yesterday's review. Mr. Noir, paint the rune I taught you yesterday."

"I'll try."

Mr. Noir intentionally drew ten runes on his notebook.

"I got it."

"Whoa, that's fast. Which..."

"What do you think?

I shook my head at Mr. Noir staring at me.

"It's all incorrect..."

"I'm sorry to hear that. I'm worried about the right answer."

"Oh, yeah. Here's the right answer."

I'm going to draw the right rune on my notebook.

"... I don't see the difference."

"Really? Look, this rune is totally different or something."

Mr. Noir nodded coldly after comparing the right and wrong runes.

"Not at all.... I'll lose confidence."

"Well, I've still got three months, and I can handle it."

"I knew you could count on Ash.... but I'm a little tired."

"It hasn't been five minutes..."

Nevertheless, if Mr Noir is to say that he is tired, he should rest.

You're wasting your time studying without your head working.

"Speaking of which, does Mr. Noir have memories of previous lives or something?

I had a break.

Mr. Cologne, it seems that one person who didn't have magic spots has memories of a previous life.

If Ms Cologne's argument is correct, Mr Noir should also have memories of his previous life.

"I don't remember that."

"Oh well..."

Memories of previous life fade as they grow.

If Mr. Cologne's theory is correct, I guess Mr. Noir has forgotten his memories of his previous life.

"Sorry to ask you such a weird question."

"I don't mind. 'Cause it's the second time they've asked me that question."

To what Mr. Noir said, I snapped my neck.

"Second time? Could it be Mr. Cologne for the first time?

Mr. Cologne said he met one of them twice who had memories of his previous life.

Maybe one of them was Mr. Noir.

"No, I'm not. It's a ring rant."

It seems that Mr. Ringrant was doing a lot of research to produce the world's most powerful wizard.

In the process, I may have come to the same conclusion as Mr Cologne.

"Was Mr. Ringrant asking the same question as me?

Mr. Noir nods.

"'Do you have any memories of your previous life? They asked me."

"Is there any left...?

That seemed similar to my question, something completely different.

It's like you erased your memories.

"I'm tired."

Mr. Noir holds the pen and stares at me with a firm face.

I'm also curious about Mr. Ringrant's question...... I'll think a lot about it another time.

Let's focus on Mr. Noir's role as a teacher now.

"Well, let's get back to it. Draw me all the wrong runes just now."

"Okay. ………………… I can do it."

... it was all wrong.

Making Mr. Noir score thirty points seems harder than he thought.