The Tanaka Family Reincarnates

The belly bug doesn't go away.

Kukululululululululu.

Lululululululululu.

Kilulululululululu.

"Dear Emma, You're almost there!

Francesca inspires Emma.

I finished my two-hour magic class and went to the cafeteria for lunch break.

Kululululululululululululululululu.

Later in the class, Emma's belly started screaming.

The nearby Stewart brothers, Joshua, the embroidery members, the prince and Arthur have listened well.

I don't know what to do, but if I'm hungry, I can't help ringing.

Rumble, rumble, rumble. Kukululululululululu.

Emma stood up the moment the teacher got out of the classroom as the chime rang to announce the end of class.

Ladies and gentlemen, let's go to the cafeteria.

Thanks to the belly worm, who speaks more eloquently than his mouth, everyone quickly cleared up their study tools and left the classroom.

Through the streets lined with similar buildings in the school, the luxurious building at the back is used as a cafeteria for students.

Emma's belly bugs keep screaming sadly and screaming every time she walks because of the distance from the magic school to the cafeteria. When you're young, your belly bugs are alive too.

There is no way to stop it, but we are aiming for the cafeteria with all our heart.

Kyulululululululululu. Lulululu.

"I'm hungry..."

I'm not hungry enough, and I don't feel a bundle at my feet.

Walk with Georg and William supporting you from both sides.

Onee-sama, I'm in the dining room.

"Emma, are you hungry because I'm selling you a fight with Robert?

The school cafeteria is well equipped for all students to eat well and is even larger than the largest magic classroom in the classroom. It's a long way to the table.

"Miss Emma's stomach bug sounds so cute."

"Oniisama, a woman's belly bug's voice makes you pretend not to hear it even when you hear it."

Marion pays attention to Arthur teasing with a playful smile.

"I've never been so hungry before, Caitlin?

"I've never been so hungry, Catherine."

The twins follow each other pleasantly.

"Emma, I'm going to bring you some snacks."

Joshua promises to smile.

The prince returned to the royal castle on his lunch break and took a snack while on official business, so he left the classroom and broke up immediately.

I was impressed by Emma's famous sad face, but she smiled bitterly at the sound of her stomach and urged her to come to dinner early.... gentle.

Menus served in the cafeteria are offered on a different daily basis and run by donations from the students' parents, the nobles.

I couldn't choose what I wanted to eat, but I thought it was nutritionally balanced and tasted good.

It seems good to think of it as something like lunch from the previous life.

Since there was plenty of lunch break for two hours, some people left school to go to the store or went home to eat.

Emma gradually reached the empty table and sat down with everyone.

I couldn't find a student who had the same magic class because he rushed here in a hurry.

Now, I'm relieved that Robert has a toy and I'm not feeling well enough to care about it.

When I got to my seat, it seemed like the cafeteria service was a system that carried meals without saying anything, and a lunch set with stew as the main thing in front of Emma was brought in one after the other.

The waiter left the basket of fluffy bread in the middle.

Don't get tired, Georg was waiting for you while you were there, so the belly bugs are squeaking at the top. It's a big chorus.

Kurururururururu. Cumululululululu. "[]/(v5r, vi) (uk) to come rushing/to come rushing/"

Even though I was told not to stick with it, I think that the sound of my stomach is well received in the waiter's ear...

"Okay, let's eat."

When you finally get forgiven, you start eating after praying with the other students.

When stew filled with large chunks of meat is stretched to your mouth, the meat softly loosens and falls off inside your mouth...

"Delicious!"

Emma concentrates on eating silently after saying a word.

I have to withdraw what I said about lunch... the ingredients, the amount, the appearance, the taste, it's totally better than lunch.

"Today's diner menu is more luxurious than usual, isn't it?

Marion groans happily as she sees the stew being transported.

"Sure, there was some difference in annual donations, but this is probably the first time I've had such a big, good meat."

Francesca agrees with Marion.

Not only stew, but also salads and accompanying side dishes are available, and bread is fluffy and completely different from what was served until last year. And it's freshly baked.

Students around me can also hear you eating happily. The nobleman's breath, the boy and girl who eat a lot, and the meal are the pleasure of school life.

"The ingredients are also the same, but the flavor is better than last year... and there are lots of spices with a good value..."

Arthur said so, turning to Joshua, who sees Emma flattening from the main meat to the masculinity.

... rumor has it that House Rothschild made a large donation to the school. If the donation is for Emma's dinner, my alumni rival may be a formidable enemy.

When Emma and the others started talking in the cafeteria about a special meal... Robert was furious in the magic class.

"What? Why aren't you here? Don't you ever apologize for being so rude?

Robert couldn't concentrate at all because he was frustrated during the class. After the teacher had left the classroom and waited a little until he could no longer hear the footsteps, he went to the back seat where Emma and the others were complaining.

But there was no one there.

"Hey, you there! Where's Emma Stewart?

"Ha ha! I left the classroom as soon as class was over!

A faint sigh answers Robert's question trembling.

"Hmm, you mean you ran away in fear of me!?

"What do you think? I was a little flustered when I left the classroom... wasn't I feeling well?

A faint moan answers, recalling how he left the classroom.

"That's what happens when you take magic into the habit of a Han woman. Bloody classes like today are routine, right?

Every time a slime appears, it causes a lot of damage. A terrible story was also told in class.

Because of this, the woman. All you have to do is listen to me...

"After all, even if the Second Prince likes you and you're feeling better, you're weak and weak."

If I have to change my mind, can I keep my head down? No, I spoke rudely to this Robert Lance, deserving of revenge.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Master Robert!"

A few sighs stood up against Emma.

"Miss Emma is not well! Miss Emma is a very shy, kind, angelic child."

"That's right! I'm not weak to that!

"Hahhh, stupid? Guys, you just took a lesson and you were so frustrated, right? Hey?"

Robert talks to the weak-minded boy again.

"Ha ha... it looks like I was walking with the support of my brother..."

Georg and William supported Emma for a moment before she left the classroom. I may have looked a little pale.

Before class, William broke in like an arbitration and said, "Does it really hurt...?

Explain to Robert bluntly and quickly.

Oh, that's it.

Emma's shielding moans swept away with a foul face.

"Look, weak and weak!

Looking at Robert laughing proudly, his breathtaking mouth slipped.

"Because Miss Emma's facial injuries are caused by slime! Miss Emma was attacked by a slime a year ago and is dying! I can't help feeling ill in today's class!

The majority of the commanders who sheltered Emma knew more about the situation than the monsters and the nobles of the distant kingdom, the nobles of the border near Palace.

There were rumors that the prince had been sheltered and wounded in King's Landing, but many did not know that monsters were involved.

Of course, we have submitted reports of local boundary hazards, but few people prefer to read them in less interested kingdoms.

There were big scars on the girl's face, and the people who knew the circumstances didn't say anything, but the mouth slipped with the unintended desire to protect Emma.

"Whoa? Is that ugly scar... on the slime?

Nah... and a nasty smile comes to Robert's face.

Her mouth slipped and her mouth was blocked by her hand, but it was slow. She taught me Emma's trauma.

"Hey, Brian! Brian!"

He kicks his desk and violently wakes the boy who has been sleeping in a blast since before class begins.

Hmm? Master Robert... is class... starting?

A boy named Brian startled to look at Robert with a sleepy voice.

Last year, last year, I had a long, memorable, unpleasant smile.

I know what only Brian, my childhood friend, means.

This is the face of finding a new toy.

Robert plays relentlessly until the toy breaks.

Who's the toy this year?