Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

The next day, when Ars enters the classroom, he is given the same rude gaze as yesterday. Until the door was opened, the story heard was instantly replaced by silence.

That's only for boys. It would mean that women see more what to prioritize.

These differences between men and women can magically appear prominent.

Still, for the lack of obvious harassment, it's still better.

There's a mix of Tesfir stuff in your gaze, but naturally you ignore it. Does that mean there was a harvest that just didn't include hostility? Ars tries to hope that it's because of his mind that he has a bad feeling, and so on.

And Ars, who doesn't move to the extent of his gaze, began his studies at My Pace.

Most of today's subjects are seated. I'm in a hurry to move classes each time, but Ars has taken classes that don't move classes as far as he can because he didn't have any classes of interest.

Third limit, class before lunch.

Happiness or unhappiness... I assure you, unhappiness.

All of my previous classes were worn with Tesfir, Alice. Even in class, Tesfir's gaze gave him a flicker and an als. Stabbing over several students from the edge of the seat at the rear.

I don't care about the extent of my gaze. Ars is more frustrated than worried if I don't get busy like this.

"Hey!"

What Ars unleashed toward Tesphere was unfortunately misunderstood by the teacher. It's just a negative chain.

"Are you... are you Ars... are you?"

After one breath as the teacher was good at dropping his gaze on the roster.

"Well, Ars, let me ask you an answer."

Indicated a point of the reflected LCD.

I can tell from the alien footage pictured on the screen that it's a class on demons, but I haven't heard anything from the beginning to the present, so I have to guess what the question is for.

What you're doing is an initial step. It can't be a challenge from Ars, who has a wealth of knowledge.

From what I've seen, it seems to be a lecture on demonic outbreaks and threats.

Ars stood up pinching a vagina into a book in his hand.

"The demon suddenly appeared about a hundred years ago. There are theories about occurrences, but none of them can be proven in a hunted down humanity. The magic of the time could not be dealt with by the encroachment of demons. In recent years, the successful military conversion of magic has prevented the encroachment of demons. Demons are rate separated by strength. Eight steps from F to SS. The SS rate was confirmed only once about fifty years ago."

I don't know what they asked me, but Ars tried to keep his back down, saying it would be enough for a class with a beginner.

But the teacher leaked dissatisfaction as to whether it went against expectations.

"That's not enough."

The LCD shown switches and shows several kinds of demons. Crusade and title were specified on the edge of the video.

A sigh leaks out of Ars's mouth. I've separated it because I've decided that it's difficult for novices to understand any more... and teachers shouldn't be serious about the crazy order in which lectures go.

This teacher had already burned confrontation and was no longer a question to whip the students.

No, the teaching whip was only waved against Ars.

"By rate, the military dispatches double-digit, triple-digit, and four-digit magicians to separate crusades. Basically, most of the time, four or more people form a team. This can be described as personnel to maintain a minimum queue assuming unforeseeable circumstances are encountered. For A-rate, double-digit magicians form the majority of teams, and for B-Crate magicians, double-digit magicians often sit as captains in the formation of triple-digit magicians. Below that rate, it would be common to tell the difference between a three-digit magician and a three-digit magician.

Already Ars's tone had stopped being verbal to honor teachers.

The students who left me behind are taken aback. Everyone had their gaze on Ars from body to body.

Only teachers in such a classroom are cramping their cheeks as they rub their teeth together.

"So, single-digit, answer what the single magician's request criteria look like."

I'm not sure if my desperate eyes come from my admiration as a teacher, or if I just want to lower my drinks.

Because information about single magicians is ostensibly hidden, it should not be known to the extent of students who are not inherently vulgar to the military.

But it wouldn't be a question of dealing with an active single magician.

Tesphere turns a colored gaze at her interest, and Alice also looks sideways at each body to see if she expects an answer.

"The power of command rests with the Governor, as a single magician with only nine is considered to be ranked as an officer in rank. It is usually fixed at or above the S rate, but may also be referred to as a guerrilla group because crusade missions allow it to move freely unless an order is given. To name a difference from other magicians, the task of a single magician is predominantly to expand the national territory."

The asshole side of the teacher with his mouth open attested to the lack of decadence in the current explanation.

Ars returns his gaze to another demon at the rate shown.

"I'll get back to it. Demons gain strength by eating magic. That's why we're targeting people with magic. Because demons are also heterogeneous but have the ability to produce magic, co-eating is not uncommon. I said the demon rate is eight levels, but besides this, there is a special demon called mutation rate.

This rarely occurs when two or more demons assimilate each other, or eat together or eat humans. Accurate rate discriminations are difficult, and the rate of speculation is determined by adding up individual rates. In other words, it remains unfortunate that the next demon you missed will be attacked by a demon that has increased its rate and become vicious. "

Here Ars mouthed the extra thing.

"As a result, even demons with lower rates change rates by repeatedly absorbing magic, such as eating together. High-rated demons become less alert to protective walls. At present, demonic encroachment is hindered by a protective wall that stretches from Babel in the heart of seven countries, but the protective wall weakens year after year..."

Everyone in the classroom was listening to Ars's professor when he looked around trying to do so orally.

Probably more confidential than I would know with a teacher.

"Doctor, are you ready?"

"... ah, oh, sit down"

Ars sat quietly in the guise of calm. I hear exclamation leaking from around me.

Yes, Babel's protective wall, which has prevented the demonic invasion, was weakened year after year. If the territory is newly enlarged, the protective wall must be similarly enlarged. What happens then?

It weakens its effectiveness. Previously, weak demons didn't even try to get close, but from where they were getting closer and more ineffective, B-rate demons began to break in.

This has only been communicated to some even inside the army. Of course there won't be magicians who don't realize that the number of life going out has increased, but they won't put it in their mouths as one.

I told him on the way, but if he didn't know about Ars, he would be relayed to the Yatai level.

And those who know.

Tesfir and Alice had blue-white faces.

Ars decides to leave it alone if his gaze stops for now.

But......

When the class was over and it was lunchtime, Tesfir pulled her sleeve forcefully and was taken out to the roof. Alice is also following closely behind it.

From the side, it would be a cacawuffy development, but in Tesfir and Ars they would have thought it would be rubbing again.

Fortunately, sometimes just after class, there was no one on the roof.

When Tesfir opened the door forcefully, he directed it forward to release Ars.

Not to be able to escape, but Tesfir and Alice blocked the door on their back.

The opening is the best.

"What did you just say?"

"About what?

I never touched anything I took him out of, but I never let Ars get mucked with it. I guess that's also because it's the price of a mouthful of extra things.

"Earlier, Babel's protective wall was weakened."

"Did I say that?

Ars had a headache after all, but it was a blur here.

"I said!!

Let me assure you, I have to flaunt my shoulders to Tesfir.

"Mr. Ars, is it true?

"Then what? It's none of your business."

It was meant to be cloudy, but Alice seemed convinced. Face up with a sad face. He took a refreshing step forward determination as he rocked his chestnut hair into the wind that could blow up.

"It doesn't matter. We're also going for a magician to fight demons... don't be so lonely."

Alice ran out with a sense of sadness. That's a delusion about an unknown thing you haven't encountered yet. It was a tentative first intention with no experience and no contents.

It will be too late to fix it now.

"So what. It's not a question of how you guys can do this right now."

"Yes, but..."

I've included tough words, but if I don't say so, they're just gonna eat me down. I said the extent, but now that I know what Ars is capable of, there is no way he can poke at me. We just have to get them to eat up their teeth.

"No!!

Tesfir denied it head-on. I disagree with Ars's way of thinking, not the way it feels to be blowing fights on a barrel like yesterday.

"If you don't have time, it would be a disgrace to be a magician to spend three years in college. Shouldn't we be ready to fight at any time?

I pointed to Ars with my index finger with dignity just to see how it was.

I mean, I was relaxed. Regardless, if this is accompanied by strength, I have nothing to say.

I've never even seen a demon before. Pepe is poisonous in the heart, but the height of consciousness would be a virtue to be concerned about.

That's why we need to be able to fight demons.

"No."

――――

Reflectively clear, Ars responded instantly. From the side, it doesn't look great. Naturally, it's not a word I ask people to do.

Still, it was a favor Tesfir chose out of shame. I guess he didn't even think the dust would turn him down. The way he was making his eyes black and white was exactly like a loose shell to which the adjective Pocahontas applied brilliantly.

"Mr. Ars, please"

"... I'll think about it. The president asked me to."

"-!! Hey!

Tesfir, who instantly returned to me that there was room for thought in the answer at Alice's request, resolutely protested.

"Why would Alice do that!!

"I don't know if you're noble, but you don't know how to ask for things."

"Huh..."

Tesfir swallows a much unthinking prestige to legitimate allegations.

Now you won't be able to add difficulty to the fact that you insulted your nobility again. I tried to say something to the evidence, because Tesfir ended up having to swallow it.

"I don't want to spend time with you guys in the first place!

Without a doubt I can't say it back even if it's called degree by a single magician opponent, even by two people who showed top ranking in the school year.

"... but the president said he'd look at it"

…………

Alice's clear eyes noxiously reflect the sunlight on her upper head. It looks oddly sloppy.

It is true that the President of the Council has also told me, and I am the one who replied in such a way that I have taken on half of it.

(I knew it was early)

"I did say... well, okay, so, what about you?

"Heh!?

Alice's will was heard and asked. But the other red-haired girl is swelling her cheeks while musty, so she demands a redo.

Tesfir correct his posture after a beat late. I looked next door to Chirali and blushed my cheeks.

Place your hands on your chest, breathe a hush, then pull one leg and bow your head magnificently.

"Would you mind teaching me..."

And I raised my chin quickly and blinked my eyes many times to the top of my head.

…………

Ars looks down at the figure with no expression.

What an empty sight, the second frying sensation is amazing in the first place.

After doing so for a few dozen seconds or so, I get a red tide with my eyes drifting sideways, tired or ashamed. I wonder if my mouth should be open with a mess.

Looks like Alice grinned bitterly as she scratched her cheeks and decided to shut up.

"You've got the guts to look down."

I don't even try to hide my lower heart, so I get stunned.

Ars had to send out a help boat because his eyes were just getting moist.

Ba and raised his head, Tesfir stares at all the shameless shootings.

"It's a joke..."

"Oh, you're the one..."

"Well, I said I'd see it, but I'll make my research a priority. It doesn't mean you're useful as magicians in the first place."

"Become..."

It would have felt terrible to be told by her and others who aspire to be magicians in Ars' one-sided rhetoric.

Alice just grinned bitterly as she scratched her cheek, "Ha ha," but naturally the cheerful Tesfir is unconvincing. Rather than say it back at all, the reddened face was unlikely to return.

"You have to try something like that. Maybe I'll be strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with you."

The question mark seemed weak at the end of the story, but Ars thinks he learned a little that it didn't come poking at him unilaterally, as before.

"That's not what I meant. You must be brilliant."

It's not like letting go, but a moment came down to sudden praise.

"... and naturally"

It's like the best of luck.

I guess if Tesfir is usually about to say it out with confidence, if there was a first place to reign at the top of the magician in front of him, it would be neither shaky nor reprehensible for Tesfir's insistence.

Ask mixed sighs if the direction of Tesfir's claim is different.

"That's not what I meant. Not all good magicians can be useful in action. You've never seen a demon, have you?

Ars's voice is not as pleasant. It doesn't mean hang on, hang on. It contained indescribable signs that I was pregnant with some concern.

Of course, we must both have about what we saw in the material, but Ars' intentions mean with his own eyes.

Not the two of us who don't know that.

Tesfir and Alice nodded as expected.

That would be natural, too. Enough to say all the students in the college, not just the two of them, they are magician chicks in that sense.

Ars thinks it is only after a brilliant crusade against demons that we are recognized as one person. In fact, I guess that's the difficulty of being able to act as a magician.

Whether it's just the magician's job to defeat the demons or not, let's put it down now.

"Some guys can't use magic if they actually have demons in front of them. Once that happens, it's hard to get out into the outside world as a magician. So even if I go along with the training, and I raise my rank, that doesn't mean I'm going to live."

"Ha... I don't care about that. That's what we need to try."

I smile, Tesfir, but in Ars' experience, I see it as useless in action only by those guys, with a narrower eye. Don't put it in your mouth because it doesn't follow the same pattern.

I don't mind the way people take it, but Alice took Ars' word as the # 1 magician ranking and turned out to be a mysterious face.

It's a problem to be bracketed high just for yourself, like Tesfir, and there's no ex or kid to lose your mind before you fight like Alice.

I'm not talking about which is better. Still, Ars thinks it would be the former who would die prematurely.

I'll start today.

I get a headache in Tesfir, who starts partitioning on his own. The first ranking is unmolded. Though it would be limited to Tesfir.

(Time...)

Thereafter, Tesfir, who cruised slightly, objected to monologue, overflowing with potpourri, saying, "Alice to Ars..."

"That's confusing."

What are you talking about, this red-haired girl? I get the feeling that I want to go back soon, but if I get blocked in front of the door, it's like Als' escape route has been turned down.

I will listen to you in silence.

"Change your name because it's confusing."

and so on, and orders without context were given just two days in a relationship.

Alice is also grinning bitterly at this suggestion in such a way that her open mouth cannot be blocked from being distracted.

Alice lay her eyes down sorry for her accustomed behavior.

If you give up a hundred steps and change your name, it's better to be Alice, not me. Not very much, but I can't say.

Rather than, the desire to ignore whether we had to join such a logically-intermediated conversation struck Ars.

"Say it."

It wouldn't be limited to Ars to even feel it on his snakefoot to give it back like this.

Made me uncomfortable with this return...... not that Tesfir put her hand on her chin to think of anything and delayed it.

"So, what about Al? Because it's Ars, Al."

"I don't care what they say"

Ars, who had never been called by such a nickname, bothered to answer how to answer. It's like there's been about one before. There were times when I was in the military when it was called by number, but was it more called by name, one way or the other?

The opposite of Ars, who arched his hand.

"Yeah. That's good. Al, you're more intimate."

"Well, that's settled."

Decided by Alice eating? became. Ars can't help but think that he didn't need himself for this exchange.

Still, Alice's way of saying it contained an indescribable end.

"Alice can call me off, too. I'm gonna call it off, too."

"Yeah."

That's right. Alice, who breaks her cheek, didn't get the strong impression she did yesterday.

"Al, or..."

That's how Ars' mouth moved. I don't know if it was in my voice. It just didn't seem to sound like Tesfir and Alice.

However, it left an indescribable aftertaste in the Ars with a different sound just because it stopped being a letter.

It was a strange, awkward, unprecedented feeling. Is it because it's the same age? Either way, even if I can't be sure that there wasn't enough rejection to hate fur, what I can say for sure is that I've lost first place majesty? It didn't matter.

Now the only two people who would have been lowered to drink would be Tesfir and Alice.

"Ah, lunch!!

It didn't feel like so much time had passed, but Tesfir turned around with her hands on the knob at the door, which came lightly to be rushed.

"Oh, thank you Al... you got me into trouble"

Far from being happy, it would be improved by accustom, but if you feel embarrassed to say the abbreviation you gave yourself, I wish you hadn't put it on from the beginning... etc., before Tesfir unilaterally said it and ran across the door.

Later Alice bows carefully to Ars with a delightful face before turning her heel back.

"Thanks, Al, after school."

"Alice, what are you doing! Sooner or later, lunch will be over."

Alice continued, "Go now," when her voice rang, for example.

Alus, who was left alone.

"He's selfish."

Of course it's a line for the Tesphere. This treatment if they bring you here on their own and you can help them.

If you look only at the scene, the structure as it was shaken by Tesfir and Alice is a contract to be mistaken.