Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

The white horse standing in front of me was a turn bigger than the other horses and had a fine body to see. The bristles are well maintained and glossy. A spotless, pure white body is likely to be seen at a glance, no matter how far away you are. I have never seen such a brilliant white horse before, and it is such a good horse that I wonder if the highest amount ever will come out if it is put to the competition.

"I've found it, my lord! From the moment I first saw you, I thought I was the only horse you deserved! It depends on how I rushed to find you! If you want a horse, make sure you give it to me!

And when the stunning white horse, who couldn't complain about it, curled so fast as he looked at me, he broke four legs and bowed his head. Those crushed eyes were full of anticipation and said, 'Come on, come on! I'll try to run faster than any horse!' He says. Honestly, I've been so devoted and obedient to my first horse that my heart is pulling like a wave.

But they made a different impression of the four of them not having the skills of [horse feelings].

"Ooh! Master Boulder Doyle!

"Beautiful. It's amazing to be chosen for such a beautiful horse, Master Doyle"

"Hmm. It's good to look at, it's good to shine, you're the horse Master Doyle deserves to ride"

"Dear Boulder Doyle, such as waiting for a splendid white horse to break his own leg and get on board to see it! With Master Doyle's charm, you make even horses kneel as well as humans! If I recall, Master Doyle has always been easy for animals to like - -!"

"By kneeling, did you come after Master Doyle when you first saw him? You're a horse for loyalty!

"A white horse that runs to be the prince's leg. It's a classic of the story."

"If you're that horse, don't pull Mr. Doyle's leg, but do your part."

from above, in the order of Jeff, Solcier, Lutze, Balad, Jeff, Solcier, Lutze.

I'm always moved by the fact that I'm kneeling on a brilliant white horse. Sure, it's a sight like a gaga for what you see, but unfortunately, the inner circle is far from their imagination.

It's not a horse for what Jeff calls loyalty, a white horse for what Solcier calls a prince's feet to run, or a horse suitable for what Luce calls a battle. No, it does seem highly capable, and loyal, I guess. I think it's too much.

Or...

I didn't say a word about making this white horse!

My horse is determined by this white horse, and as the air like that begins to drift, I will try to scream in my heart as my last resistance.

But even those loose surrounding horses said, 'What - are you the silver master?' 'I was after you -' 'Chi' and it scattered, and nature and the only horse around me was a white horse kneeling in front of me.

I said, "Come on! Get on me, please! Master!

I gave up all the hope I had for my horse while slamming my tail on the ground with a pattan in my horse habit. Apparently, I'm not a big, obedient horse, and I have no choice but to choose this white horse for my fiercely assertive loyalty.

As soon as this white horse showed up, I guess this white horse is the leader of the horses to see how the horses gave me up by paving the way to give way. In fact, the white horse's body is a turn bigger than the others.

And he said, 'I thought I was the only horse you deserved!' To observe from the words of the white horse, 'this white horse would not allow me to ride a horse other than myself.

I feel such passion from my crushed eyes staring at me.

"Dear Doyle,"

"What the fuck, Lutze?"

"While overstepping. Master Balad seems busy, so if you need help putting on the saddle, I can help you.

"It's okay."

That's what Lutze told me, not trying to saddle a white horse kneeling in front of me. I can saddle a horse enough, but I just didn't have the courage to cross this white horse. Once I put the saddle on, at the end of the day, I felt like this white horse would never let another horse near me.

I'm sure the cooling off won't work on this horse.

I realized that with certain certainty, I reluctantly put a reins on the white horse with only a sigh of sigh that was about to come out and put on a saddle.

When I put on the reins, I hissed happily with glittering eyes, so I stroked his nostrils and I said, 'Your husband!' The white horse, who began to strike and tremble with emotion, quickly wore the saddle as well, thinking that it was definitely the same attribute as Balad.

"Here we go."

"Yes! Happy -!

If I silently crossed the horse that returned a subtle reply that stimulated the memory of my previous life, the white horse stood up lightly with me on it. This white horse has better legs than I expected, such as standing lightly without vibrating me. That overconfidence doesn't seem to be Dada.

Get in shape so you don't lose your posture to a glance that has gone up all at once. At the same time, there was a natural grin on a good horse that exceeded expectations.

Afterwards, walk the white horse a few steps, making sure there are no defects in the horse costume. If I looked back to make sure there wasn't a problem, I'd be looking at me like Jeff and the others were impressed.

"Oh! It's cool, Master Doyle!

"It's true. It's like a picture book scene."

"The brilliance of a white horse adds to Doyle-like brilliance and is so beautiful"

"............... right"

I think I'd look good if I said that to Jeff and the others, again. I inherited those two genes. There's no reason why I'm so clumsy.

If you think of that fatherly masculinity and the beauty of your mother, you deserve it. [Thunder Spear Brave] and [Virgin Serena] used to hear stories about when they were younger, and that was already a lot of pull.

Naturally, I was born from two people who were such a popular person, and I'm definitely cool with no complaints. No, he's not over-conscious or anything, he's seriously good looking. Pale blonde hair, a tough face resembling a forged body and father, plus purple eyes conceded by her mother. If I cross a white horse with such a perfect appearance, it would be a picture.

I'm sorry to hear about both of the princes on the white horse.

If you keep your mouth shut, I hope these guys who are impressed with the perfect white horse and me don't get [horse feelings] for the rest of their lives. If they find out what's in the white horse, their dreams will surely break.

It is one of the roles of the proud lord and the aristocrat, so that his men can brag and boast.

"Ballado's chest is trembling with emotion at its rind across the white horse! Not only did you briefly introduce us to a good horse, but you followed such a wonderful white horse yourself! The more I know about Master Doyle's hidden talents, the more Ballad - -!"

Corner Think about what to do after this, sideways Ballado, whose switch I dodged earlier ended up on. Is it my fault that I feel that when Balad's praise began somehow recently, I was able to concentrate very much on my thoughts?

By the way, Balad's regeneration has given up so much. I am convinced that Ballad cannot be used in a true sense. I can't do this. If anyone can hold this reins, they must be well-known tutors.

More than that, what would you have done after this?

I decided to see reality, praying that one day a famous tutor would show up.

There are three current options.

The first is to keep the horses running around here and back to time critical.

The second is to take the horses and finish the registration first, and then mix them up there because the seniors and teachers should be coaching them around the first place.

The third is to complete the registration of the horses and return to the dormitory to rest until the meeting time.

Honestly, the third one is the most attractive, but it's the one I shouldn't choose when I'm regenerating. It doesn't make me angry, but I only have minimal interaction with horses during a certain period of time to interact with them is not a good proof of heart. It would be better to spend all the time on horses this past week, as would the teachers' hearts and minds.

Besides getting horses this past week, I think I have a role to play in deepening interaction with seniors and deciding who to put together in accommodation.

Due to the way this school works, the next first-year squad of accommodating students has already been decided, but second-year students are free. In other words, it is up to the seniors to accompany us. Of course, those who did not decide on the seniors to organize will be considered by the school side for the ability of the remaining seniors, and teachers will be assigned to each squad.

Nevertheless, it's a sleepover that's even life threatening. It is natural to say that you want to decide who you want to organize with your own hands as much as possible. Noble or civilian.

But when it comes to soliciting individually, there is a great advantage to those of aristocratic origin as households and future connections. As a result, we nobles have now been separated from our teachers and seniors in the name of free movement.

In other words, I believe that this is a bonus time that the school side has set aside to get better seniors for those from the civilian population.

A second proposal would be best to consider those events. Me and Balad have decided to form seniors, but I'm suspicious about Lutze and the others. We should return before the other nobles and their relatives and subordinates return to meet our predecessors as soon as possible.

There are some loss accounts for these kinds of selection criteria that look to the future, but ultimately, I personally believe that it is important as a last resort to determine whether they are cute juniors for that senior.

The three of them are seen in the brackets of my men, so there is no one to organize with. Even if you subtract my assessment, there are more people who want to interact with the House of the Duke of Aginis. Even if not, the three parents' homes are very attractive. But I remain anxious to make those who sneak by with such a loss account keep the lives of the three.

At any rate, I want Lutze and the others to work with the temperamental seniors who want to take off one skin for their cute juniors. Because if the seniors think so, even if it sucks, they won't imitate what I said about putting the juniors away and running away.

As a last resort, I have a hand in introducing Senior Leo to me with personality in mind, but if the three of them are to form, I would prefer the seniors who are trying to make avant-garde positions that I said swords and spears more proficient than pharmacy. Luce takes time because he is good at strategy but not in practice, and Solcier fights demonic props mainly. Because Jeff uses a hammer, he's powerful, but has a low hit rate. If the three of us are going to put together, it's best to have an avant-garde senior who buys us time and stops us.

And now, there are no other nobles in the way trying to dictate seniors as well. This would not be such a convenience.

There are many nobles interested just to say that other nobles care. They know that what people want has some value. And even if you don't understand its value, there are a few who have the idea that you should think about it after you get it.

If so, now is a good time for the school side to politely eliminate the disturbers. You should return as soon as possible. While doing this, classmates from the civilian population interact more with their predecessors.

Though for a short time, the young junior who taught him to work hard up close must look cute in the eyes of his predecessors. If you prefer a senior personality, it's better. Everyone wants good seniors who choose juniors who organize with emotion and kindness, not with intentional thinking. At times of need, that's what you depend on, a strong core person who said so.

Above all, I'd rather have those seniors if I were to entrust my precious men.

"Come back, Balad! We're going back!"

"-! Ha!? Can I help you, Master Doyle!

"Hurry back and finish registering your horse. After that, I'm going to have you mixed up with a group of equestrian instructors!

"What? I caught a corner horse, so you don't run around it? The teacher said we'd do whatever we wanted. Okay?

"That's why we're going back, Jeff. - Besides, it's better for you to come back now."

"Is it for us?

In conclusion, I brought Balad back to reality as soon as possible and told him to return. But besides, if Jeff tells you because he raised his dissatisfaction, Sorcier asks you wondering.

"Dear Doyle. Seems to have been considered, we can't measure the thoughts of those who shine like Doyle when we wait only for a small light. Can you tell us what you think?

And Rarely did Lutze know my intentions, and he asked me with a sorry face. It is rare that Luce of the Hendra Chamber of Commerce, which deals not only with goods but also with human resources, does not realize these intentions. Luce has a good nose when it comes to these things.

Were you anxious to tell the boulder, even the brilliant Lutze, that you would catch the horse yourself?

I think when I see Lutze looking completely unaware of the intentions on the part of the school. With this in Lutze, you can see that there are almost no other nobles who are aware of it.

"I've already caught the horse. Now we're going to get the seniors. A good senior with a horse wins early."

…………………… Ha!? No way, is that what this is about!? Dear Doyle! "

"Otherwise, there's no point in isolating the noblemen with them."

If I told him that and nodded at him, he got the look of Luce being shocked that he understood my words. To observe with all these tips is a brilliant man who also makes this luze.

"Hey, what's going on? Luce."

"Please explain, Luce"

Jeff and Solcier asked Lutze for an answer, whether he became anxious about Lutze changing his expression. There is a slight seep of anxiety in that expression, and the horses who sensibly perceived it also looked anxiously at their respective masters.

"I mean, this is a school-side quarantine measure in the name of saying 'get a horse'. Right now, classmates from civilians who can't even ride horses while doing this are also interacting with their predecessors while teaching them how to handle horses. Instead of a nobleman keen to buy human resources Aotea, and without enlightening noble officials about it. Now the aristocrats and their associates are passionate about choosing better horses, being taken by the aristocrats who are their masters, like us. And finding your favorite horse will take a few days at the earliest. The more people who have eyes on horses when they have all these good horses, the more they can't make up their minds. Mr. Doyle is asking us to pick out the seniors we'll be working with in the lodging and catch them while nobles and their associates are gone! - Right! Dear Doyle."

"Exactly. There's no one in the way now. Catch as many seniors as you want that look good to put together. I have seniors Leo."

If I told him that and laughed at him, Luce looked dazzled, and Jeff and Solcier looked at me as if surprised................ Ballad, that's enough. I don't care how much you whisper to the horse to give me a compliment if you're doing your consciousness over here for about half the time. Already, do as you please.

""... Dear Doyle ""

I get a little irritated by the two of you calling my name like I'm thrilled.

Regardless, Lutze is not used to being seen by these two people with these eyes. But whatever the two of you really are, I care about these guys who have followed me so far. These are important men who didn't have to affirm or criticize me.

"We don't have much time, so let's go. That, what. I'm saving your lives while we're sleeping together. Look for a trusted senior who might be this guy, not a loss account or anything."

"" "YES!!!

I laughed at the three of them who replied with all their voices and happiness, making them walk their horses. After me like that. I follow the three of you, with Balad in the lead.

On the road, the three of them were discussing something with excitement, so I thought I'd use [the whisper of the wind] to bug them, but I stopped.

Because Balad, right behind the oblique, was more of a concern than the three in the rear.

"Is that good? As I've just seen, Master Doyle is nice to his men, his head spins fast, and he's equal to not being in front of that wise eye such as a trivial ploy -!"

Balad is now desperately asking his own horse, the moon-haired horse, how I am a wonderful master. The horse seemed to be bewildered at first by Balad, who suddenly began to praise others over himself, but as he listened to Balad, he was starting to lean his gaze towards me.

Sorry, Ballad's horse.

He's a good guy, but he's a little different.

He was the horse I chose because he seemed to like Balad, but maybe it was better if I didn't decide cheaply. As if brainwashing, I regretted seeing Balad make my horse hear praise for me.

So don't look at me with such a gradual glow in your eyes!

When I say unconditional, respectful glances, I'm so offended by guilt!

I roar small at Balad's horse, who peddles Balad's words and turns his animal-specific innocent and innocent eyes.

"Is that blonde the master of this guy? He's amazing because he's such a compliment!

I repeated my prayers in my heart all the way down the road, listening to Ballad's horse's thoughts, asking you not to stain Ballad.