Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

"Then we'll have it mixed up over there!

"" Coming!

"Oh. Find me a good senior."

"" "Yes!

Bishi on the horse! and wave gently off to Jeff and Solcier, who led the saluted Luce and saluted her as she did. When those three replied well, they went toward a group of predecessors mainly equipped with spears and swords as they waved.

"Can the Lutzes find good seniors?

"Instead, you wouldn't have to worry about that neighborhood if you had Lutze. If you want to negotiate, Luce will do it well. Don't be so good that you don't realize that when you're negotiating, too. And Jeff and Soldier are the kinds of people that seniors adore."

"So is that. If you don't miss the opportunity, these negotiations are the areas Lutze specializes in."

"Oh."

It is unfortunate to say that Ballado is in a rare and decent condition to say so with a serious look, because he is eaten of his hair by a horse with a shadow and moon hair. Well, that's kind of what I'm shaped by an example white horse, so it would be a subtle sight from around.

"Silver ones behave dearly!

Make Blanc stop acting affectionately in the voice he suddenly hears, and turn around. By the way, Blanc is the name of a self-proclaimed white horse. The registration has a provisional registration and this registration, the provisional registration can only be kept in the stable, and this registration is formally made into a horse with its own name.

Since then, we made this registration to the stable early.

The teachers who were in the stable too early for the book registration seemed surprised, but we finished the registration quickly without having to worry about the teachers. He then swung through the stopping of the teachers trying to hold on to something and hurried to a space where the sophomore seniors, created near the entrance where he first assembled, were coaching the freshman year.

And Balad and I, who have just dropped off the three of us, are taking a break without daring.

By the way, the horses named Balad Amaro, Luce Cruise, Jeff Pulse and Solcier Fulum.

"Oh, did they like the silver ones and the moon ones?"

With that said, it was Dr. Pfe von Hengst, the head of the horse ranch, who had first explained to the students how he seemed happy to come to us.

He is the head of the Horse Ranch and Horse House and serves concurrently as an equestrian teacher.

"Dr. Hengst. In a good mood."

"Uh, stop it. The house is a stubborn baron house to the point where it is caught by the end of the aristocracy. He's not the kind of person who can bow his head to the son of the Duke of Aginis."

"No. Before the title, I'm a student and my teacher is a teacher. It makes sense for me to thank you."

Balad bows his head even though I gave him a meeting. We were surprised and laughed at my words, even though the teacher denied them at first.

"You've really changed. Seems different. - You're okay now."

I think Dr. Hengst, who shrugs and squeaks, dazzles and narrows his eyes and rejoices in my change, is a good teacher who, unlike us, makes you feel like you've lived a long time for the wrinkles you've carved into your eyes.

"With regard to that verse, I would like to reflect on the great inconvenience caused to the teachers at the school"

"Ainya. It is the role of the teacher to teach and guide the students. Aginis doesn't have to apologize to us for failing to do that. You're the only one who can be proud of you for managing to get over it by yourself, and the kind of guy who blames you is disqualified as a teacher. This isn't just my opinion. Almost all the teachers in the school are very generous. Some teachers are still saying it."

Laughing loudly, laughing so well. After telling me so, Dr. Hengst turned that grin off and looked at me.

"Naturally, students annoy teachers. It's not an exaggeration to say that there are teachers for that. If the students are lost, it's the teacher's job to correct them before they step off. - That's why you don't have to apologize to our teachers. We are teachers who pretend not to understand the suffering of our students, but to see and see where they stand."

"So you need to keep your head down," the doctor said, throat jammed.

Whenever I can say these words, I think this world is sweet and sweet for me to make.

After enrolling, Father, Mother and Meryl received letters from Sebastian and Mordo, of course. They were all warm, all spelled out that they were worried about me, and I had trouble replying.

In fact, after the simulation, your grandfather wrote to me.

The letter from your grandfather said, 'It was a simulated battle, brilliant. Next time I see you, I'd love to take your sword. From Zeno' was all it said.

However, my vision was sumptuous in the letter 'To my grandson Doyle' written in a letter familiar to me on the edge of the envelope. I was so happy with the letter 'My Grandson' that they stopped calling me after I started going the wrong way.

All the grown-ups in this world are terribly nice to me for keeping my heart open. Both the teacher in front of me and the other teachers try to treat me like any other student I've ever had in the middle of nowhere.

It's not just the grownups, it's all the people around. His Royal Highness, Balad, Claire and Zinn, to Lutze, Jeff and Solcier, seniors Leo and pharmacy.

They're all waiting for me to choose my path and try to keep an eye on the end of it.

How can I describe this feeling of smoking in my chest whenever I touch their kindness and affection like that?

I have a lot to think about. Something you have to do or think about. But I can't reward them all at once. That's all I get.

That's why I strongly want to walk the right way.

Against everyone, so I can put my chest up.

Let there be no one to be said badly because of me.

Next to anybody, I want to be the one standing with my chest up.

And I'm hoping I can give you back some of the things I got.

So that's not why these people need to bow their heads to me.

"That word is enough, Dr. Hengst. It was myself who went the wrong way. Teachers are not responsible for that."

".................. Aginis"

"Thank you for your continued guidance whip. I am proud to be able to learn and spend time in this school, as well as feel that I am no longer a survivor. - - Yes, please tell the other teachers. Dr. Hengst."

Laughing in prayer, Dr. Hengst laughed like trouble.

"Honestly, your generation will grow up in no time. I can't help but dazzle the old man."

"Oh no. I don't want to get old," he says, a droplet falling from his head shaking teacher creates a slight stain on the ground. But it would be wild to point this out.

- Hi, Hiheen! -

Suddenly, my body jumped all freaked out at the bran I hissed. But if you don't mind my surprise, shame on you! and Bran started eating my hair.

"Bran!?

It's not painful, but the momentum that worries my hair makes me call my name to stop the shabby bran, but I have no reaction. I know you miss me so much, so stop acting any more affectionate. I know it's going to be okay, but my hair roots are going to make me so anxious.

"Is that a silver name, Blanc? Aginis."

"Yes, it is."

"Right, right. You got a good name, didn't you, Bran? Look, your favorite husband seems to be in trouble, so it's time to let him go."

If Pom Pom Pom and Dr. Hengst spoke that way while touching my nostrils, it was reluctant but Bran kept me out of my hair.

While relieved of the matter, I gently wipe my hair with the damp towel I was offered when I said "Dear Doyle, this one". If I turned back to Dr. Hengst and Blanc while making sure my messed up head was back, there was a look of Blanc listening to the teacher even though he seemed dissatisfied. I think he's a brilliant teacher at boulder school.

"Excellent hand, Dr. Hengst. We respect you."

If I told him that with respect, the teacher scratched his cheek like it was illuminated.

"No. I don't care if Aginis tells me I could ride Bran. I never thought this guy would have a student on board, so I was pretty surprised when you got on bran and asked me to sign up for the book, me and the rest of the staff, huh?

"What!?

"Blanc would be fine to see, wouldn't he? Of all the horses being herded, this is the best horse. I'm just uncomfortable for that matter, and I'm overwhelmed. I was just telling the students I don't think they could ride. I was the first to bring that Bran in this year with me. You're on easy. On top of that, I rather heard that Bran was on top of you, and I rushed over to see it, and you're even acting shabby, aren't you? Doctor, what a surprise, huh?

I am stuck with the fact that I was told I was rushed. I lose my word. Contrary to me, Ballado says, "The boulder is like Doyle!" and it's about to be switched on. Stop it. I don't have the strength to do anything if I get run over by you right now.

Or...

"Bran.... you were such a good horse"

"If you're Aginis, you should see as much as the horses are good and bad, right?

"Yeah, that's for sure. But I didn't think Bran was the best horse. All the horses here are of good quality."

"Thank you for the good words. But the staff at Horse Ranch are unanimous, and the best horse of the year is Bran. Glossy white enough to be mistaken for silver, this body and its commensurate leg strength and endurance. It's hard and pride is too high to pick riders, otherwise you're a good horse enough to give to the royal family, huh?

"Hey, Blanc? Activate [Horse Feelings] on Bran, who hissed proudly at Dr. Hengst's words.

'That's right! Master! There's no better horse to put your husband on than me! I'm the fastest leg, I can run long, and I'm good at jumping! The bad part about the scaffolding.' Cause I'm fine! That's why the cliffs are so light! And this beautiful hairy hair also attracted your husband's appearance -! '

And I stopped activating [Horse Feelings] skills. Still Bran is Hihin! Hee hee! He was suing me, but I stroked Bran's nostrils, pretending I didn't know what Bran was saying. Then Bran stops hissing and leans over into my hand.

Unlike Balad, it is easy to handle and most importantly, for a horse.

"Ooh, it's mellow, blanc ha. Take care of him, Aginis."

"……… I understand"

[Horse feeling] snorted at Dr. Hengst, swearing firmly that I would try not to activate too much.

And in the end, after I broke up with Dr. Hengst, I finished my first day by brushing Bran and Amaro's body without doing anything with Ballad.

On their way home, Lutze and the others came to me and said, "There are good people! I promised to teach that seniors equestrianism tomorrow, so be sure to join Doyle and Ballado tomorrow!" I was invited.

I'm relieved that Lutze and the others, who came proudly to report, are doing well. Of course, I accepted the invitation. I don't doubt Lutze's eyes, but I want to be close to the three seniors who keep their lives.

And keep going with the "Dear Doyle, have dinner with me if you like" sorcier and "Let's go - Dear Doyle! I said," Jeff took my hand, and invited me, and for the first time, I had dinner with them, Balad, the five of us.

I smudge that today was a good day, realizing that the distance had narrowed to a sorcier who had become visible and talkative compared to before.

That's how the first day of my equestrian period was successfully completed with a huge harvest of self-proclaimed good horses, a reduced distance of men and a meal to eat with them for the first time.