Why don't you build a village on top of the world tree

The opinion that it would not be fair to raise the difficulty of the question within the course of this year in relation to taking the entrance exam at the end of the fall was given by Marc's wife, who partitions genetics classes, and the increase in the difficulty of the exam was carried over to the next fiscal year.

Although a one-year respite has been granted, it does not change what needs to be made known, so the teachers at Takakus School and librarian Micam have also supported the holding of the school festival.

"- So give me clear guidance on how to build a street."

I give orders to the former craftsmen of the village of Coovesta, who gathered in the backyard of the Tacax School.

Only the children are a little scared to build stalls due to safety issues, so they called in the form of field instructors for the craftsmen of the village of Kubesta.

"It's only the students at school who build stalls. Don't forget, if there's nothing wrong with safety even if it's inappropriate, it's useless."

"Um, can I have one?

One of the craftsmen raises one hand with a puzzled face and asks questions.

"What's the intent of the mentor being us, not the Melmies?

"That if you have amateur movements and where you are wearing them, review your movements. I called it because it's a good opportunity to be objective."

In particular, I take orders from their masters who want me to direct them to review how they move when working as a group or something. If the ex-Coovesta artisans are the children's directors and mentors, I'm the artisans' mentor.

Besides, when I bring Melmie in, she starts playing with the kids...

"We have already decided on the types of schools festival stores to open. Kids shouldn't know what to start with because they haven't made anything yet, including the sign. Ask for advice as appropriate. Okay, let's get started."

Copy that.

Various and former Kubesta Village craftsmen scatter in the backyard.

I looked sideways at Micam standing beside me.

"So, Micam, what are you doing here?

"I've been entrusted with the management of stall materials, paint, paper, bug materials, etc., so I'm supposed to work here today."

Looks like Micam is really the one holding the book by her side while she says she's going to work.

"Right. As good as Micam is, why is Kekie here?

"Before the school festival, my teacher told me to keep the space in the travel clinic first class."

Oh, was that Dr. Calc's use?

"I've already secured it. Look, under the arch of the school building."

"I knew that was fine. What about the infirmary upstairs?

"I don't mind using it."

The bed is only in the infirmary, and if it's some injury, it should be enough in the main entrance aisle of the arch between the basic school and the college building.

"Good. That upstairs infirmary is user-friendly."

"Oh, I knew it?

"Brother Ama was aware of that, too. Can't we move it to the first floor?

"I wonder if we will build a separate building if we want to move it. It's quiet near the library, and what do you say?

"Nice. When do you make it?

"You should make it early. Takakus schools are gaining more students at a slower pace than expected, and basic school students are more injured. The infirmary is cramped, isn't it?

"My teacher complained."

If Dr. Calc says so, he must be genuinely narrow. Should we stretch the crossing corridor from the school building to create a small infirmary like an urn? Until now, the infirmary can be used to store the equipment purchased at this school festival.

Hopefully, I'll slap the black on this school festival and spend it on the budget for the new infirmary.

Ex-Coovesta Village craftsmen finished checking the materials. Just then, students from the Tacax School came to the backyard.

Marcto's wife, who was pulling it off, divides the children by offering, and Micam checks the list on hand as she hands over the material. These two were familiar because they also helped the Steering Committee every once in a while at the entire Tacax festival.

Kids take wooden boards, nails made of Devil's Worm armor, etc. in a shabby manner.

The former craftsmen of the village of Coovesta were only grated by the hustle and bustle of the children, but Kekie just walked into the children and instructed them to work space.

As he lowered his back to the appropriate bench he was installing in his backyard and watched, the principal, the former chief of the village of Kidato, walked over with Nico looking at the noise of the children. When the children who noticed the principal wave, they are looking back in a good mood.

The principal who came all the way by me lowered his back to the same bench.

"It's busy."

"It's good that you enjoy it, but the work hasn't gone very far. I'm asking you to get ready as soon as possible in anticipation of this.

School festivals are probably the most fun way to prepare, so I can't help but say I have no choice. It's classic to stay at school as an excuse to get ready.

"This is the printer Amane introduced me to, but it helped. There were some misprints, but they are acceptable. It's not going to be the case with official documents or contracts."

"Was the printer okay?

"There was no more rubbing or seeping than I could read. Paper wasn't anything special either, so it would be hard to fail. I guess it's different when you use paper that plays pigments."

"I knew you still needed to complete your studies"

Parents of the printer also said that they could not yet be entrusted with the use of water-resistant, oil-resistant paper, or advertisements that would produce a dark light of color.

He wants me to do a job that involves money because he's brushing his arms well, but as far as the principal's reaction is concerned, it's probably a success.

Now I think I'll ask you to print the materials for a meeting that gathers ancient visitors.

Preparations for the school festival, which is going on in a tedious and busy manner, lagged behind as much as expected, but still made it to the day of the event at the critical.

It's not much different from previous school festivals, such as the handcrafted stalls and the poorly painted but tasteful signs from the bottom, the boys explaining their offerings while public speaking with their customers, and the girls who seem to be taking a break watching the school festival with their friends.

Guests can also see that there are no events similar to school festivals in this world.

I'm going through the arch hallway in the middle of the school building, through the backyard chilling the stalls, to the school library.

I could see a wide range of stalls with library gardens on their backs. About two customers buy one book.

Only this stall is run around by faculty, not students.

"Ah, Mr. Amane"

"Hello, Micam. How's it selling?

I say hello to Micam, who was a seller in the street, and I look around at the sale.

What we're selling in this stall is a reference to the Tacax College. Besides, he also keeps school information brochures.

"It's sold. A lot of people wonder about profitability outward pricing."

"Keep the price of the festival."

"Yeah, that's what my sister Lee tells me."

The goal of this festival is to spread the reality of the Tacax School while at the same time selling reference books to adjust the difficulty of next year's entrance exams.

The reference book was too expensive for anyone to buy, so the pricing is pretty much the same as the cost because it's a good place to get one hand off.

The street sign also writes a notice that next year's entrance exam questions will be more difficult. The same thing is written in the advertisement for the announcement of the holding of this school festival, which has been posted to major municipalities such as the city of Kattella.

"Speaking of which, there was a virtual librarian in Joynesley earlier who said he wanted to try it at Joynesley's school because it was an interesting attempt."

"Was that guy here, too? I didn't hear anything."

Is it a personal trip that I know footwork is light, but I haven't contacted you in advance about the visit?

No, seriously.

"Did you buy a reference book and go?

"Yeah, I bought it.... the enrichment of the book collection has taken you to your feet for a purpose, I'm sure."

"I think I have that too... well, don't tell me because I also have my own honor"

Maybe I got stuck with a researcher at Yoinsley. There was something similar going on around the breed improvement materials, so he may have taken the lead against the researchers.

He's a sad middle-management guy behind his actions.

"You planned to donate to the fictional library from the source, didn't you? What are you going to do?

"All you have to do is make an informed donation. Maybe it was really personal shopping."

The customer arrived while we were talking, so I left the reference office behind. Looks like it's selling well for sure.

I buy a dish called Juice and Terroton at a food stall and I turn to the principal's office upstairs in the school building.

Exhibits are also held in the classrooms on the ground floor of the school building, and guests are included.

Takakus College doesn't have any graduates yet, so it's not known what classes they give and how much students actually learn. It would also be a good reference for those wishing to enroll if this exhibition could show students' proficiency and so on.

In previous life, the exhibition of this hand was appropriately done by a class that was not active in the school festival.

But at this school festival, they also had the principal's guidance and no students escaped to an easy-going exhibition. Instead, many exhibits are prepared to bear the school's name knowing what the exhibit means and have fever.

I stare at the exhibit from the entrance to the classroom. I decided later that it seemed more interesting to take the time and take a slow look around, and headed back to the principal's office.

Knock on the door in the principal's office and enter. The principal enjoyed watching the backyard through the window.

"Principal, it's a plug."

"Oh, thank you"

I put juice and terrotton on my desk while I speak to the principal.

"Is the problem report coming up?

"Nothing has come so far."

"That's good"

While exhaling at the principal's words, I also look out the window at the view of the backyard.

I'm glad this is so exciting, but I was a little anxious to see if I could turn it around well with all the students who don't have the auxiliary adults.

"When it comes to reporting, it looks like a lot of the students' stalls are in deficit."

"Really?

With all those customers, why would I have a deficit?

"Seems to price it wrong or something. Food stores may have a bigger disposal rate than expected."

"Is that so?"

I smile unexpectedly. It's a plain mistake that happens because you don't have the know-how. I guess I didn't point it out, even if the pricing was wrong, because I'm telling the adults in the mentoring role not to pinch their mouths unless it's dangerous.

This is going to be a considerable deficit. Let's cut it off from the necessary expenses.

"The kids can't blackmail even now, or they seem to be working out a way to open it. Maybe you won't make it, but it's a good trend."

"Right. Now I'd appreciate it if a kid with a management perspective came out."

"So you had a consultation with Amane. While on a small scale, I'd like to include management classes on how to keep books or something, what do you think?

The principal turned his gaze on me, and I nodded.

"I don't mind. Who's the teacher?

"I'm going to look for you, but until I find you, I'll teach you."

"We need to make sure we don't get in the way of the principal's work, and we should look after the teacher early"

I also have to make textbooks, so even if I incorporate classes, it will be early next year.

The principal once again shifts his gaze to the state of the backyard school festival.

"Looking at this sight, I'm sincerely glad you merged with Takakus. I didn't expect to see such an interesting sight"

Fun enough, happy enough, the principal narrowed his eyes to the sight out the window.