"That's right, it's just a classroom for the rich guys.
There's a cleaning staff. "
Estelle reacts to the little whine of the reach.
"Oh, shit, I'll do the stairs in front of this classroom, I'll use another aisle, so you don't know."
Estelle was here several times yesterday, and today, and then in the integration process, and she must have been briefed by Mr. Foll, or the school side.
I answered like that, to our surprise.
"It's not just the cleaning staff.
There's alarms everywhere, and there's a magic team in each classroom that can get students out of here quickly when something happens.
That's all there is to it. "
Estelle is pale.
But there was a colour in the words, in the ends of the voice, like a mockery, like a mockery.
"So that's all you're meant to be cherished.
Well, that's the kind of people who might stand behind the future of this country. "
Tsukasa laughs bitterly.
"You're not like us."
Identity and everything are different.
When I agreed to that, Estelle looked at me for some reason.
And
"The frog child is the frog, the head child is the head, the politician son is the politician.
Oh, history repeats itself. "
I said that in a playful tone somewhere.
"Bakery's son isn't gonna be a bakery, is he?
Unexpectedly, it was the reach that made us wait for our conversation.
"Ho ho, is that the way to go?
It was Estelle who returned it.
"Um, for now, I wonder if in me, the house is set in a direction I won't inherit.
My parents want me to succeed them, so they tell me to go to a college where I can learn to make sweet bread or a cook school. "
Oh, my God.
But I hope I have myself.
Envy.
But yes, it's probably decided.
In that regard, Estelle is heterogeneous or heretical, and this frog child is off the example of a frog.
Like Astoria, the continent and country were not so much aristocratic princesses or ladies.
I'm sure she would have lived without the trouble of breaking her engagement, the same generation of girls.
So is Ray, but Estelle's pretty free, too.
Has she or he chosen it?
Either way, I guess I never get out of the house when I get a job.
If there is to be an exit, it is decided.
While I was having a hard time thinking about that, I got to where I wanted to be.
The uniforms are the same, the school year the same.
The difference is with your identity, your birth, your blood muscles?
The gaze of a decent variety of humans from nobility crossing the corridor is concentrated.
Come to the front of the classroom and Estelle, who was in the lead, tries to touch the drawer.
But the door opened first.
It was the beautiful blonde blue-eyed girl, Folle, who showed up.
"Oh."
"Ah, Fol, just now."
"Yeah, forgot something?
"No, I'm here when your daughter misunderstands to have a good meal"
I guess I didn't tell Mr. Foll about the dinner party, there's a question mark on her face.
"Mr. Astoria, are you there?
That beautiful and cute, but my boy "
Reach and Tsukasa don't pull on the words Estelle said with as low a voice as possible.
That's too clear.
Other students besides Mr. Foll, I guess he was listening. He starts wazzing.
They are directed from follower-like people to hostile ones.
"Hey, hey."
I pull my arm to stop Estelle.
"What the fuck?
"Opponent, lady! Royal blood muscle! Advanced Nationals!!!!
No disrespect!! Public execution!!!
Dead or Dead!!
"It's gonna be okay."
It's not okay!!! So!!
It's not okay to say or do anything!!
I don't mind, but there's Reach and Tsukasa!
What are you going to do if even these guys are guilty of disrespect or something?!
No, look at us. What's funny, Mr. Foll laughing at Couscous,
"You're Mr. Astoria. Wait a minute, please."
That's what I said and pulled into the classroom once.
"Even if there's royal blood in it, treat a child who's much adored by the king because he's a grandson."
His face is bright blue as Tsukasa speaks of bumps and such.
"Prisoned before the paths."
Reach is slapping such a light mouth, too, but his voice was trembling.
This one only has a blue face when it's done by heart.
Immediately, Astoria appeared with Mr. Foll.
Mr. Foll left the classroom as it was and went somewhere.
I gave it back at the meeting because I had a mild conversation when I was passing next to us.
As soon as I turned my gaze toward Astoria, she was looking at us, more at Estelle and me, and at my hand grabbing Estelle's arm.
Those eyes looked shaky.
"Oh, hello"
In the meantime, when I say hello, her face is about to cry, distorted.
"Ma'am, can I borrow some slack?
Or busy getting ready for a mobile class?
If that's the case, I'll change the day. "
"……… no, it's okay, it's"
As Astoria squeezed out her voice in agony, Estelle turned to the opposite bright face.
"Oh my God! All right, let's have tea with a learning meal!
Because I luxury!!
With that said, Estelle reached Astoria without hesitation with the hand of those I hadn't pulled, and grabbed that wrist and pulled it to this side.
And I kept looking at me, Leach and Tsukasa as I nicked.
"It's not a bad idea to have tea with both Musai bastards, but it doesn't look like they'd enjoy having a beautiful hua like your daughter.
All right, let's go, come on, let's go!
As it turned out, Astoria and I moved on to school food to make sure Estelle dragged us down when we drifted.
After that, Leach and Tsukasa rushed after him.