Tilea’s Worries

Today is the first day of the magic school transfer.

It is depressing.

Pretty depressing.

But it is your sister's only order. There is no option to disobey.

Also this morning......

"Tim, did you have a handkerchief? What about the origami? Have you forgotten your writing equipment?

"Oh, sister. I'm fine. I'll be ready by yesterday."

"Yes, that's right, Tim, you're solid."

"... Um, do I still have to go?

"Tim... I know you're going to be weak. You're worried you can live in school."

"Yes. I don't think I can stand it very much. If you do poorly, you will kill all the students -"

"Tim, stop. I always say 'kill' but 'eradicate', but it's forbidden at school."

"Become!? Can't you kill me!

"Of course not. Everyone would be hitting on you if you did that. If you're the one who can't make sense of the joke, you get into a fight."

"I just want it. That's my demon bullet."

"T-m! Come on, man. You really don't think it's possible to fix everything. I'll go one at a time. First of all, the oath of immortality."

"So, I can't fight back if I'm licked like a human being..."

"Yes, no. I don't think that's a good idea because it increases frustration. But Tim will inspire more people than he needs to. That's why we're going to defend ourselves."

Then she taught her sister how to feel at school.

It is certainly not a good idea to infiltrate the school and stand out in gathering information and building the ground for the Evil Gods Army.

But this is too......

Stress is going to fix my head. Troubled to hold my head,

"Tim."

Why is your sister coming for my head?

"Ah, sister"

"Tim, it's hard, isn't it? You don't want to go. I know how that feels enough, too. But, you know, that's just the first time. Tim can live an absolutely glorious school life."

"Can I do that?

Too fragile. Crap class. I can predict anger exploding. I'm not going to be able to contain myself from blowing up the school.

"All right, all right. I'll give you the courage bullshit."

That's what your sister says and hugs me all the time. What a waste of a warm word. I am a fruit payer. Your sister gave me so much warmth. No matter how crappy, if that's for your sister!

I munch into my unmotivated body.

"Well, I'm going!

Dressed in a school uniform, he greets vigorously and takes the store exit.

Then all the Kingsguard's men were standing by saluting each other. There is also a military song played by the Evil Gods Army. The sound of trumpets and fanfare. An executive, mainly Nielsen, is here to send me. Your sister came out after me, too.

"Good luck, Tim. Don't lose, Tim. Come on, come on, Fighto 'o!

That's what your sister said, she waved her hand all the way until I couldn't see her, and she kept calling out to me.

Ugh, it makes me a little embarrassed, but I'm getting more tears than that. Your sister supported me so far. I will take control of the school for whatever it takes and try to fulfill my mission.

Then we arrived at the school, finished the process in the staff room and were to enter the classroom.

It may not stand out, but it may be licked like a human being. I am quite additive and subdued, but I entered the room with hegemony.

"I am Camilla"

No response.

Was the intimidation too high......

When I let down my hegemony a little, one student asked me back. He's disrespectful to miss my greetings, but if he was under my hegemony, there's nothing he can do.

"Hmm. I won't tell you twice. I am Camilla. I'm not interested in just humans. Come unto me, the man who uttereth a great word that he can defeat the beast, the dragon, and the devil. Let's sort it out."

Hand pawns are a must as we take control of the school. I can't tell you the luxury, but I expected a fierce man who would speak Australian when he defeated the Demon Clan even with his mouth alone. But no one tries to answer my question. I wondered if my hegemony had struck me again, and when I let him down even more, one little boy finally replied.

But it wasn't an expected response, it was just a weak sound.

Phew, was it futile?

Well, good. It would be too much for me to rule the school alone. On second thought, this little guy is right. I don't think these fragile people will be rigid enough to reward the Demons with one arrow. Would it be nice if I had a beautiful toy for my viewing?

Then, giving up the warrior and hoping for a doll to admire, the foolish image of Jeje has foolishly summoned my honorable name, Tim. I sanctioned him immediately.

Humans trample on your sister's privileges!

I really wanted to kill you, but I kept it just to hurt you because it was your sister's favorite. And, of course, both the humans in the class were strictly ordered not to offend the name Tim.

Then he was surrounded by all the people in his class and made a question-attack. Familiar with fragile human habits, he almost killed them accidentally, but here again he remembered his vows with his sister and even put up with them.

Plus, as your sister taught me, we had quite a conversation. Impossible as it should be, but because of school rule, he decided to sneak in. We had an equal conversation with our fragile people, the Great Demons.

I am quite an actor too. Because of this, there was a line of men around me, but there was none among them worthy of my pawn. I tried to gather candidates mainly for ornamental use, but no one quite reached the standard.

Of course, they didn't have to think about it, but they also had the same appearance. Now one girl approached me when I gave up on the possibility of a doll for viewing.

I call my name Mires, and she is quite a beautiful girl. Looking at you, you want to be my servant.

Mm-hmm. The magic is the snake itself, but the appearance is so-so. Let's make this one my number one handkerchief.

Thus, on the first day of the transfer, he finished making the Handkerchief One.

And the third day of school life......

I spend close to torture.

Spicy. This is too spicy. It's only a few days, but it's my spirit.

Classes are crappy. Those around them on top are weak soldiers themselves. There is no one but Mires who can reach the level for ornamental purposes.

Mires, I'm tired of just looking at one person, as much as I want.

I'm hurting a stupid picture teacher like Jeje who's going to give me a little bit of a whirl, clearing up some depression, but it's the limit.

As such, when I am being tortured in the name of my boredom, Mires, the Hand Pawn One, seems to be holding my welcome party. It's a special effort, but the members are both from our class. Bored is visible.

But my sister told me to definitely attend the welcome party. It is your sister's order. No matter how crappy the fuck the meeting is, I have to get in.

I'm telling Miles that I'm willing to participate.

"Is this the class where the rookie came in!

What a bunch of retarded people showed up. Besides, apparently he's selling me a fight.

Kuck. He seems to be licking me pretty much because he's keeping my magic down to a thousand degrees. Funny. I was just getting tired of boring classes. I have an oath of no killing, so I can't kill you, but I can toy with you and play with you.

After school, I go where the retarded humans instructed me to go. Mires looked blue and worried, but an extra favor. He tried to stop me so persistently that when he gained a slightly stronger hegemony, he left his hips out.

That's how we get behind the school building and look around.

There was an old school building. It was a place where there were empty houses where people rarely leaned over. However, there are people who seem retarded. You're the ones with the broken clothes.

When I walked into the old school building, there was more smoke.

Is this marijuana? Plus some empty bottles of booze are rolling. Well, that's what humans often say about a decadent life.

"Hehe. Nice to meet you."

"True. I commend you only for that courage"

With a humble laugh, both retarded humans came out.

"So, what is my welcome party? I guess we have some interesting entertainment for you, huh?

"Absolutely. Silver-haired little girl. So funny, so much crying."

It's too late to regret it.

"Well, wait. This silver-haired little girl is a countryman who can't tell right or left. First, tap into the rules of the school for you. So, if you want to change your mind, fine. If you still can't... hey?

"What the hell. You're not going to attack me."

"Well, Tenten is right. You've done too much of this before, and you've had your eye on the Lord, haven't you? Let's end it with a couple of rounds and a little porn."

"Well, Bhuta, if you say so"

A fine woman called Tenten, a pig man called Bhuta, and several of his surrounding men surround me.

"Are we done talking?

"Yep. First, sit down in the ground. And bring 100,000 gold as a sign of apology every month."

"Underground or 100,000 gold?

"Hmm. You better listen to what I have to say. If you want to live a comfortable school life."

……

"What. Shut up. I wonder if such a large sum of money would be possible for a common girl. If it's not enough, sell your body, but make money. I'll introduce you to a good place."

"Heh, I'll be number one then."

Ha - I almost killed everyone for a crappy conversation.

Sister. School life is still hard.

I can't believe you shouldn't kill these idiots...

"Phew - I've grown impatient too. I'll answer your ridiculous question. The answer is no. Tell the fool to take the day off too. And die."

"Damn, thanks for the happy answer. Now I can like you relentlessly."

"You're a really stupid kid. Don't resent me if I die."

"Hmm. I was just tired of being able to write. Here, call me."

I move my hand slightly and provoke.

"Really stupid kid. It's not the same as it was during the integration exam."

"Integration exam?

"You forgot? You sat at the third grade table at lunch on your integration exam day. And have a privileged seat!

"Were you?

"It is! And you kicked the cautious third grade."

"That happened, too. With that said, I kicked the pigs out loud enough to wake them up."

"Oh, are you an idiot? One of them is Enke, the great nobleman. Because of you, I have a complicated fracture and I'm still in the hospital."

"What. You guys want me to kick your ass, too?

"Damn. Don't lick it, right? The members who were there weren't battle squads. And we are Enke's battle squad."

"That's right. Munchkin!

A pig man called Boota came running at me.

Now, what do we do?

It's too easy to kill with magic. But then it won't be my training, and I won't be playing. All right, keep your magic down as long as you can and fight with your arms alone?

That's right! This is a good opportunity to put into practice what your sister taught you to do.

I take advantage of the momentum of the pig man pushing in and throw him back.

"Ha!

Sokobu Pork Man. The pig is the one who bleeds out his nose and looks so horrible.

Hmm. Wouldn't it be so weak and sloppy to train?

"Pork human, be serious. What is that thick fat for? Do it seriously. With such a tight tackle, all you can do is stretch."

"Oh, my God! No more loose ends."

The risen pig man stares at me with a look on his face during a fiery fire.

"All right, all the best. Do everything you can!

"By the way! Behold, these muscles uuuuuuuu!!

The pig man must be doing everything in his power to strengthen his flesh. It swells up your overall muscles about a quarter of a fold and thrusts.

... to this extent with magic.

Well, good. A little bit. Use a direct message from your sister here. "No mountain storm before your sister, no mountain storm after your sister," he said. In the "Jouhou" class, me and Nielzen were all beaten with this move by your sister. I'll see you too.

I grab the collar of a pig man who comes in and throws it on my back. However, the trick is to pay behind your right foot when you pay for your opponent's right leg.

"Ya so-so no!

"Buh-huh!

The pig man lost his mind when he crashed into the ground.

"Become!? Bhuta, you lost in martial arts..."

Humans in a hurry to see my pig man thrown away.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you out of your mind yet? I'm still in the middle of doing a little digging. Too fragile. Please, stop imitating my motivation.

"You guys, don't shrivel like that. I'm not using any magic as a handler. Physical skill is the only way to compete."

"And. What's not using magic? You're using magic!

"Oh, yeah. Let it rise by more than a thousand, what are you talking about!

... So weak?

Magic Thousand is equal to none.

Huh - Is Magic Thousand also a threat to vulnerable humans......

"... is this okay?"

I drop my magic to near zero, even though I'm gentrified.

"Heh. Apparently he's out of magic."

"Oh, yeah. I used too much physical enhancement magic when I defeated Boota."

"Oh, it's time for you to pay your annual contribution, too."

These guys, what are you mistaken for?

Didn't you see my magic move? Even if you don't see the magic to be enclosed, that's about it, notice!

I didn't know it would be confused with out of magic......

Even the magical freshly remembered toddlers of the Lower Demons are still decent.

Oh, I'm getting a headache. Let's get this over with.

Then I use "Jouhou" to roll the rest of the elephants onto the ground.

"Ugh, yes, I'm here. I'm here."

"Ha, help me. Ho, broken bones."

"What's up? You still want to do this?

"Hino. Oh, you common people... you hurt us nobles and you know what happens!

A fine woman called Tenten barks even as she suppresses her ribs.

"I see. So you're still willing to do it. Then let's eat him again!

"Hi-no! Wait, wait. No more. Your cheeks, cheeks, your ribs are broken. No more, hiccup, uh-huh."

"Hmm."

What a boring welcome party.

Even if you play, it's too much endurance. I treated it like it didn't break, so I was under a lot of stress.

I am not indignant, I give back the sparkle.

Patch, patch, patch.

Out of the empty house, a man appeared before me, clapping.

"Hehe, you do it. It's ancient martial arts, isn't it? It's only Eastern martial arts. I've read it in the literature."

"What, you?

"Oh, I'm Anassy. It's been three years."

"Right. Are you one of them? You've come to see me."

"No, no, don't get so excited. They've been too harsh. I didn't like it either. I would have done it if you hadn't done it."

"Right. So, what can I do for you?

"For once, I came to advise you as an upperclassmate"

"Advice?

"That's right. Because you crushed Enke's group. They're watching me. To the queen of this school."

"... so"

"Yeah, not getting on with it. Indeed, your martial arts were excellent. It was so beautiful in moves that it compensated for the lack of magic from the common people. But, you know, you're strong enough to rot. You'll be buried in the darkness of this school."

This Yasa man...... apparently just really came here to give you some advice. No hostility.

So, who is it?

From the mouthfeel, does it feel like the queen and one of his men?

"Right. Then tell the queen. One of these days, I'll go get your neck."

"Oh, you know what? Were you taking my advice?

"Absolutely. My ears are fine."

"Then listen! I don't know how much of a kid general he was in the country, but the queen who reigns in our school is a horrible one, not comparable to Enke. She has her own extraordinary magical talent, and a number of resilient bodyguards. It doesn't matter how much you aim at your neck. Besides, he even has the most powerful patron saint in the king's capital."

"What. Are some of them like that? It's my first ear."

"You don't know the patron saint... you're a student of the School of Magic, even though you've just been integrating. You really don't know that?

"I don't."

"Well, if you've just come out of the country, can't you? He can hunt the Warcraft with his bare hands. Rumor has it he's stronger than Master Remilia. Legends are unknown and are also said to be the strongest of primates"

Oh, he said primates are the strongest!

Heh, funny. Now it's going to be boring.