Villager A Wants to Save the Villainess no Matter What!

It wasn't Sifa who had a problem with his attitude, it was Dezel.

I was surprised at the big mushroom hunting day, but that's not all.

Deselle reads textbooks about life, both in math and in national languages.

While I was reading a first-year textbook, I looked at it with a smile.

I'm only seven years old, so I guess I'm trying hard to catch up with everybody.

Even in the integration exam, even though she was a dark witch, she couldn't write the name of the Grand Duke and became a secret laughing story for the teachers.

They also showed me the cuteness of a cabbage cut into a cabbage cut that is commensurate with its age. Still, I'm good at being seven.

After a few days of reading a second-grade textbook, Deselle quickly moved on to reading a third-grade textbook and caught up with a fourth-grader last week.

However, my expectation that I had caught up and that I would take math and national language lessons seriously from now on was beautifully betrayed.

Yesterday, Deselle finally started reading a textbook on fifth grade life.

Wait a minute, Deselle?

What are you doing at school?

I mean, what, you just want to sit in the same classroom as Sifa?

You're not even going to take my class, are you?

No, if you say, "I'm here to study," that's all.

Deasel certainly came to study at school. I don't think so.

I really can do tests in Chinese and math other than kanji.

You didn't listen to my class, but you're the best in class.

Sensei, it's pretty good.

Don't you think it's such a bad attitude for a teacher to keep reading life textbooks with a familiar face?

That's why I decided to bravely reprimand Dezel.

"Deasel, it's time for math class. Learn arithmetic."

"... Sensei, I don't have enough time, so shouldn't I study life?"

Forced breakthrough from the front!? Oh, my God.

"... well, here's how it goes. I know a researcher named Chris Aster. If you help him with half of his arithmetic time, you can avoid seeing Deselle not in class. - How's it going?"

No, I guess not.

I know that Deselle doesn't have to take my class.

She's serious about her life skills, and she's never making fun of me.

I know that she only has an unusually high level of English and arithmetic.

Maribel-sama is about to scold me for abuse of authority, but my acquaintance Klaus is in a bit of a difficult situation.

No, I said it with a moto.

"Klaus? Mr. Klaus Aster?

"Hmm? You know what?

Well, you're a celebrity, so it's not strange that grown-ups should know.

I didn't think Deselle knew that he couldn't write the Grand Duke's name on the integration exam.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Huh?

Light OK!?

The job I asked her to do was to write out the "Message of the Dark God" about mathematics.

Then, immediately, a violent earthquake struck the mathematics world of the Principality.

Starting with factorization, differential, integral, triangular functions, logarithms and probabilities, it's an advanced mathematical onparade that the Principality's institutes had exclusive control over.

First, the researcher was divided in two, because she was going to come out with a light formula to prove it.

A group that believes in Deselle and tries to prove the formula, and vice versa, tries to prove that the formula does not work.

This division soon became apparent to me that most of Dezel's formulas were correct.

The new problem now is with the Institute, which already knew the formula for Deselle.

Official monopolization is already a difficult situation, and the theme has shifted to information-sharing methodologies, but this has become a huge controversy for the government as well.

Hey, I think I've done something terrible. [M]

Again today, the scraps of the notebook I received from Deselle were written in a language that I didn't quite understand.

That's how I withheld my summer vacation one day.

When I was talking about free research during the summer vacation, Deselle asked me a question.

"Doctor, is free research okay with the group?

Oh, I suppose you want to do it with Sifa by example.

Well, I thought it was okay, so I gave you permission.

At the beginning of summer vacation, you're going to lose your livelihood, in many ways.