Mannen D-rank No Chuunen Boukensha, Yotta Ikioi De Densetsu No Ken Wo Hikkonuku

"You guys know this guy?

Zeon asks me unpleasantly.

"I know, I don't know, I'm in a unit. Tentative, though."

It's nothing to hide.

I told the truth.

"... dissolve it"

"What?"

"Disarm the unit. It's on."

Come on, what the fuck are you talking about all of a sudden?

And why should I be ordered by you?

"Say no."

"Me too. Of course I don't want to go into your unit."

Me and Aria swear, Zeon says, "You're going against me for being a civilian!" He yelled at me.

It looks like he's going to beat me up.

His surroundings speak out in haste.

"Please, Mr. Zeon, calm down!

"There are faculty over there too..."

faculty talking to students across the hallway, Zeon saw it as chilling and then

"Shit.... you're gonna regret that decision sooner or later?

That's what I left behind.

That was some dialogue I've heard from another guy before......

Kursche is approaching in horror.

"Uh... sorry, I made you uncomfortable because of me..."

"Whatever you think, it's not Kruschet's fault."

"But..."

It was yesterday's letter that was mistakenly put in my room.

- Stay away from Her Royal Highness.

I know you're probably different from Zeon, but anyway, it seems there are a lot of people in this college who don't like the princess getting along with Kruschet.

Besides, disrespectful...?

As for Krusche, they're right. I'm keeping my distance from the princess.

I can't get tired of just moving away from the princess, and it seems that some people want to disparage her beloved Krusche to the point. Like the boy just now.

It would also be because Krusche wasn't in any of the units.

Daimyo, you must have been threatening his unit members like you are now.

When I asked him out, he gave me a slightly lost look, I guess he was afraid we'd get similarly eyed.

Well, if you did that, would you not have thought about that area, even though Krusche might be in the Princess's unit?

Hate, jealousy, maybe that emotion is too strong to turn my head.

That kind of speculation seemed to have largely hit me,

"... sorry I kept my mouth shut"

"So you don't have to apologize. I asked her out in the first place."

"That's right."

"Ugh, yeah......"

I say clearly to Krusche, who seems sorry.

"And I'm not willing to obey you because you said so."

"But I might annoy you...... Looks like the people who used to unit up with me were under obstinate harassment..."

"Never mind that."

I can't believe I came to kill you when you were Lios.

You won't be getting that far.

"... thanks, both of you. But don't push me, okay?

"Oh. Okay. Besides, we met because of that. Why don't you join us for lunch?

When I suggested that, for some reason, Krusche turned his eyes round.

"Hmm? What's going on?

"Ugh, yeah, whatever. Just a little surprised."

"Surprised?

"No, because... because it's too much like before..."

It was blurry and a little hard to listen to, but Krusche groaned with joy somehow.

'Whoa! Now my fondness for the Lord of Prickets has grown tremendously! Damn, it's not just a matter of time before you fall in love. "

Why does that happen?

Krusche is more or less a man.

"Kuku......"

Hey, what is that, a deep laugh now?

It's nothing.

In the afternoon it was a practical skill class.

In this college, it's basically sitting in the morning and practicing in the afternoon.

In the case of practical skills, classes were also divided differently from seating.

Some students are not good at it, and of course they are.

Without distinction between aristocrats and civilians, this can also be divided into five classes, all from I to V.

Plus, it's joint with senior students.

Unfortunately, all three of them fell apart because Krusche was in class I, Aria was in class II, and I was in class III.

Going to the designated training ground, there were about fifty students gathered.

Even if there are upperclassmen, they are slightly overcrowded because Classes I and II are a few elite.

By the way, do you think you need to be at least in Class III or higher at graduation to be a martial arts officer?

"I plan to do pretty hands-on things every time in this hands-on class"

The instructor will mainly explain to freshmen who have just joined us.

Although the number of freshmen is about one-third at best, as it is the third class from above.

"We'll have a mock fight today"

Apparently, he suddenly plays a one-on-one mock fight like the final exam.

They do it regularly, according to the instructor, and depending on how well the mock fights are performed, they can also go right up to the upper class?

"Hey, old man, deal with me"

If I thought I was accidentally called out, it was Zeon, the obese boy I met earlier.

Is this guy Class III too... not a big deal for looking great.

Or rather, can you fight decently in that shape?

"Oh, that's good."

I'll admit it.

"Hmm. You seem very confident."

"Well, I'm not willing to lose..."

Zeon raised his hand toward the instructor.

"We'll do it first."

"Okay. Now let's get you started."

The instructor nodded and was urged to come out in the middle of the training ground.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you."

Zeon laughed invincibly and said that.