Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

A year ago now.

With an overly privileged environment and high abilities of birth and birth, I was tremendously off the road as a person because of the only talent I could not hold, and I remembered my previous life due to happiness or unhappiness or unexplained illness, and reflected heavily on my previous career.

At the same time, he wanted to know how many people had loved and lived him and to start his life all over again.

The wish was heard by His Majesty the King, and I was given time to start over here at the Royal School of Higher Education [Epis]. And I knew the thoughts of the people around me by meeting, facing and spending time with many people, and at the same time strongly wanted to protect this sweet and gentle world and people.

And confessions of mock warfare and lack of talent with Jin. Claire kidnapping executed in the shadow of the two retirement declarations of Si Yingjie, who met senior Leo and Blanc, after an equestrian battle with Lute and an accommodation with Lady Gray.

Confused by Lute's unexpected reactions, experience encounters with Waldo, Rita, and Pulha and the protection of [the goddess of love]. After an intermediately intense encounter with a man from Hulbert, I successfully rescued Claire while many others helped me.

And His Majesty the King was immediately told to live as [Duke of Aginis Inheritance] in this country with the position of Lady Gray's proximity.

The mood was difficult to say at that time.

As I was prepared to live with everything on my back, I realized that this Magister was where I was. And it's my only secret that made me want to cry to Master Gray, who forced me to swear a knight like a chase.

That was a few months ago now.

After the appointment ceremony, I was waiting for Luce, Jeff, Solcier, Lute and the others to leave me in the castle to handle the massive amount of chores that Master Gray was given at the price of flashy conduct of the appointment ceremony and the various ceremonies that accompanied the retirement of Grandpa and Master Celery.

During the ceremony and events, he was taken around by Claire, who staked out as his fiancée, and on the day when there was nothing, he was chased by Master Gray and the paperwork, and during the break, he was forced to work with him by Gin. It was a hard day inside. The royally-sponsored glamorous social world and so on should have been opened several times, but only vague memories.

It is regrettable to say that I participated in so many ceremonies and events that my first job as a sidekick and my memory with my grandfathers were too intense to take advantage of other impressions and that it was a good opportunity to sell my face to the aristocrats and the royal castles.

While Lady Gray and I were busily killed in paperwork, I was pissed off by the gin that said it was out of battle and rolled around, and I had time to rejoice and weaken the other way when I hit eight in the workout yard by calling it breathlessness, so I am deeply reflecting that I should have put more effort into facial connection and rooting with our principals and the royal castle people.

There are future things to do, and I plan to sell favors to nobles, knights, magicians, etc. and actively connect faces in the future so that I don't miss out on opportunities.

Though there are many reflections on our days at the Royal Castle like that, somehow we took over safely while we were spending every day with Gray and the others, and the retirement noise between Grandpa and Serrilu converged, and after confirming that the castle was returning to peace, we went back to school.

And the spring that has circled again.

Unlike last year, this year's admission ceremony was solemnly held with no problems whatsoever, and Claire was also admitted safely.

And me, Master Gray and Jin broke up with Warriors, Balad, Lutze, Solcier and Jeff into Magic, and a new school life began.

One of the training plants dedicated to the Warrior family, in the corner of the High Department.

Surrounded by students who newly advanced to second grade and chose the Warrior's Department, in the presence of Dr. Dass, he confronts Waldo with a wooden sword in a squared rope.

I smile back at Waldo with a belligerent grin and stare at me, too, putting a wooden knife next to my body and re-gripping the pattern. Waldo grinned deeply at me like that, putting a wooden sword in front of me.

"- Begin!"

Looking at us all ready to alternate, Dr. Das lowers back softly and walks out of the rope, waving down the hand he was raising.

Along with Dr. Das' signal like that, it was almost at the same time that I packed my time and pulled out the wooden sword, and Waldo jumped out and waved down the wooden sword.

Kavan!

Take the sword that has been swung down with a wooden sword that has been swung up with the momentum that you have pulled out. Sticking his sword between them, he cages his strength in his arms to keep from losing the weight transmitted to his gizzards and arms, and plays Waldo's wooden sword with strength.

"Wow."

Pushed back from the bottom, but with a wooden sword thinner than his own, Waldo gives a surprise look with a small voice, and a few steps backwards to mellow. I didn't give Waldo time to make an attitude or anything, and now this one swings the wooden knife down from the top.

Kang!

Though he was disoriented, he stares at me with Waldo, who took me with a wooden sword. Earlier, after aligning our weapons with each other in a reversed position, I flew away without pushing each other as I had done earlier, clearing my way.

Waldo, who regained his posture in the meantime, while slightly distorting his expression by pulling without attacking me, rather builds momentum and turns to me without waiting for my next attack.

I glance at the period in the wake of Waldo's wooden sword, which rolls out incessantly, as though I were worried.

That's how we continued the meeting for a while, and at that moment when Waldo's sword accidentally swung slightly, I accompanied the sword tip of the wooden knife so as to fit into the orbit of the wooden sword to be swung down, sliding the wooden sword behind the back of the wooden knife and flushing it.

And as he heard the tree and the tree rubbing, he slid through the side of Waldo, swinging the wooden knife down from his back to Waldo's neck, which had been frowned upon by teasing the wooden sword and waving it in the sky.

"That's it!

Where I hit the wooden knife perfectly against Waldo's neck, Dr. Dass's voice echoes inside the training ground.

It was a Warriors class of the day, no magic, no skill use, and the weapon used was the moment the winner of a mock battle played on the condition of sword was decided.

In the Warriors Department, except for basic training, which is grouped by the weapons handled, classes are divided roughly in order of merit. The contents vary, with weapons designated like this one that are simulated battles without magic or skill use, or vice versa that are anything of weapon freedom.

In practice, they may not be able to choose their own weapon. Sometimes magic and skills cannot be used depending on the environment and circumstances, so naturally it is a natural form of classroom. Growing your area of expertise is better than being able to fight through any situation or condition.

Essentially, there are no small difficult classes in the Warriors' Department, a discipline that feels like training at first, training at second, training at third and fourth, and matching at fifth. For this reason, it is famous for its terribly high habitability of brain muscles and war fools.

By the way, because of such a discipline, the most important thing in the Warrior family is [strength] choice.

I do not admire those who come off the humanitarian path to boulders, but if they are strong in basics, they admire them, and some coarseness meditates on their eyes. Speaking of something, he said, "Help me! Because of all the guys, they can often be shut up by their extraordinary enthusiasm, but no one brings up and causes the past instead, and feelings such as respect, awe, admiration and envy directed at them in a pure way are awkward, but I don't feel bad. Knowing my past, those emotions that deepen every time I show off my skill spare no praise for the strong, and I don't care about the details are a large discipline.

"Thank you"

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Hear Dr. Das and retreat the wooden knife that was on Waldo's neck.

And if you turn back to thank Waldo, who was your opponent, Waldo, who was solidified with a sharp look while holding a wooden sword, also looks back in a shabby motion and says thank you.

A glimpse of the relieved Waldo looked around, and the students watching the game scattered around the arena we were playing against said, "Did you see the last array?" "I can't. Even the meeting before that is finally chasing with my eyes," "I see," and other conversations, and there is a lot going on about me and Waldo's mock fight. And a voice of praise for me and Waldo that can be directed and a voice that honors good fight. The inside of the workout was boiling at its peak.

.................. If Ballad was watching, he'd be happy.

If Balad had been here, he would have praised me for saying more than their passion for this situation and praised the way the tension had made earlier noises like lies.

Imagine what attitude Balad would take if he were on this occasion, and I think of a squire who would be studying auxiliary magic with Solcier and Jeff in the magic discipline by now.

The Department of Magic was divided into attack magic weighing heavily on combat and auxiliary magic such as healing magic, kingdom, and life magic, with Balad, Solcier, Jeff being auxiliary magic, and Luce advancing to attack magic.

Balad, who has no fighting skills, never comes to the Warriors Department, and if he advances, the classes he takes will be separated from each other. That's what I knew before school, but it seems odd that there is no presence on their side. Nothing. It's not a lifetime goodbye, and I'll be back in an hour, but this emotion I still feel in a mundane moment like now,

- It's not enough.

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Spin your thoughts around the identity of the discomfort in the deafening Balad's voice and shake your head to shake off that emotion that came to mind.

What a horrible thing to be used to. Feeling his own heart rattling in a thrilling and unpleasant way, a glimmer of sweat persists over the fact that Balad's runaway time had become part of his daily routine than he could have imagined.

If you think Balad is not on his side and you miss him, it is still a matter of passion, such as the lack of praise and feeling insufficient. When I start to feel good about that praise, I'm done with everything as a person.

"Whoa! Don't make a scene forever. Gather around!

"" "" "" Yes!

Dr. Saura's voice echoes inside the workout yard when he is devastated by his sensibility that Balad's runaway time was about to become part of his daily routine. To attract the attention of the students who are not excited and chilled, Dr. Saura tells the students loudly to gather to themselves as they slap their hands. To the voices and sounds that were clearly heard even in the noisy workout, I returned to me, switching my thoughts by shaking my head again, turning back to Waldo.

"We're coming too."

".................. oh"

The students, caught in the voice and sound of Dr. Saura and raised their faces, gather with us and the teacher when they reply cheerfully to Dr. Saura. I speak to Waldo with a lid on the horrible fact that was going around my head, too, so as not to put my back on those students.

Slipping a wooden sword over his own palm, Waldo, who was confirming something, looked somewhere dreamy, but reacted to my voice and raised his face, "I regret losing. But I'm excited about a strong opponent," he stared at me with conflicting expressions and eyes, whining somewhere with a caged voice of fever.

I go to Dr. Saura with Waldo, who spoke up, feeling signs similar to Jin to such Waldo. Meanwhile, Waldo's hot gaze stabbing him from the side naturally silenced him.

... I'm not a bad guy.

I think of that with a hint of enthusiasm poured from the side. Waldo himself is a very attentive one, with his sword on his arm, but anyway, after he advanced to the same Warrior family in two years, Jin said, "Make sure you fight again!" and annoying. Even though Jin alone is out of hand, I would like to forgive any more combat idiot opponents.

During Claire's rescue, it is unclear whether she was accustomed to acting together or whether she was originally Waldo's temperament, but if it is to satisfy her desire to "fight a strong man," Waldo, who does not withdraw in whatever capacity her opponent is and speaks of her hopes, is undoubtedly a person of the same kind as Jin.

Still, at the beginning, Lute and I were close, and I was reluctant to speak aggressively to me. However, as I crossed my sword many times throughout the class, my desire seems to have prevailed over that of my friend Fumiko, and I have recently begun to reluctantly ask for matches.

And the demand did not remain during the Warrior's Department class, but was made every time we met face-to-face within the school. So much so that I once asked Lute, who was on the spot, "Is that okay?"

Of course, at that time, it was an inquiry into Lute in anticipation of words like "don't engage with a guy like this," but what Lute returned was, "Nothing, you can do whatever you want. It's none of my business to train a sword................ Besides, I don't think it's so bad to be involved with you now. I'm sorry I said 'I can't do it' before," he said.

It is new to my memory that I was surprised with Ballad by the unexpected and overly lute apology words that were inadvertently told, and I asked back if it was a mistake and made Lute angry.

Lute, who was informally recognized for his accomplishments in the matter of Claire rescue and was to be awarded aristocracy after graduation, has a reputation for being rounded up recently. Plus, I see him with Serejaira every now and again after the admissions ceremony. Master Gray says Marquis Bloom isn't responding badly, and he's relieved of the atmosphere that seems to come together well.

............... and now it wasn't Lute, it was Waldo.

Think about your actions after this as you go back to that thought.

Originally, there are many types of guys like Gin who come to the Warrior Family are belligerent and like to fight. For this reason, it's not the first time they've applied for a rematch like this after class, but it's no longer a routine tea meal in me. Because of this, I am also wearing the art of successfully rolling them into smoke, but Waldo is reading my behavior these days.

In fact, Waldo, who is constantly aware of this while watching Dr. Saura, can see his toes slightly pointed here and leaning towards his center of gravity so that he can respond immediately to my movements after this. Perhaps you're stepping on me trying to escape the moment we're done talking.

- But I'm not willing to break it so easily.

To see Waldo's concentration, I'll probably get caught. It's a disaster that we're here together, and there's only one distance between us that can be touched if we stretch our arms. This is my fault I thought Waldo would be able to spread it easily.

But it is common if you are in this school, such as being able to protrude the sweetness of your perception. Talented students also grow up to be influenced by talented students and outgrown. It is up to you to grow further over the wall or to remain frustrated again.

If you get caught, it's just a matter of letting you get away with it.

"That's it for today's class! The guy with the questions or something will be here today. I don't know. There's not a single thing I can do when I bring it over tomorrow."

"" "" "Yes!

Occasionally, the gaze directed from the side becomes feverish at Dr. Saura's voice, where the atmosphere at the end of the class begins to drift. I guess I'm part of a historical warrior family, thinking, "How can I distract you after I've been caught" at a moment and an impending moment of battle, but I'm in an exhilarating mood for a rush with an alumni who are never one sword down?

There's a grin on your mouth as you want to get them out.

"Well, dissolve!

"" "" "" Thank you!

I don't hate the alumni who are on their way no matter how many times they can escape. It's not a bad idea to spend time with them with shameless strength in the name of the school, but I also have a promise to Senior Leo today. Unfortunately, that's what I worked with in class earlier, and for today, let's ask Waldo to give it up.

I turn myself into the voice of dissolution that I heard at the same time that I came to that conclusion. At the same time they pull their arms and force them to stop their legs.

"- Don't run away. You're strong after all. I just cut the demon king."

"Well, thank you."

As I had expected, Waldo, who grabbed my arm with exquisite physical appearance in an attempt to escape, glistens his eyes with joy with faces such as do. Return a nasty reply to such Waldo with nothing to eat on his face.

............... I guess this is fun too, but the Warrior Family.

I think about that as you push yourself inside the belligerent self who looks like you were inspired by Waldo's laugh of fun. And whether it was a real battle or a psychological battle, I wondered whether it was the warrior family sex that boils down to what is named a battle, etc., and I felt excited somewhere and figured out how to get Waldo to let it go in his arms.

"- - Lord Waldo!

"- - Okay, come on! Spitz!"

With a belligerent grin, he stares indescribably at the two of them smashing each sword and spear. The sound of a fire column rising with the sound of a gag and a spark dangling with a kink cut without a thing. For the first time in a fancy battle between the two, the gaze in the training ground gathers.

".................. too simple"

"It's easy to handle. You don't hate me either."

"Well, I won't deny it......,"

"but?"

".................. I'm too anxious about this from now on"

If you return that to a question without a question mark, Master Gray will look at my face and throat pleasantly. I return heartfelt words to Master Gray, who smiles at both of them and encourages them to continue their words, thinking that this place has not changed for a long time. I have thought of something similar before, but I am very anxious not to be rolled to the good of the enemy general in wars and other battles including psychological warfare.

Will you be rubbed in school by graduation?

Or should we put in place any measures?

It's too simple. Take your gaze off Master Gray, who seems to enjoy worrying about their future, and look at the two people who can exchange weapons. Sighs naturally zero if you look at Waldo, who seems to have fun responding to Jin, who fights vivaciously as if clearing up the class's depression, who was not good at swords, and who had no skills or magic.

After the word of dissolution, it was unexpectedly Jin who withdrew the impending Waldo from me. And Waldo was the one who asked me to honor the good fight of the mock and make a match. But then naturally Waldo speaks of dissatisfaction.

The arguments between the two of them, who started pinching me, heated up gradually. And my opinions and so on, when I started thinking, "Shall I sink it down by force" to the two of you who would put it together for an extended time. The two arguments were terminated by Master Gray.

Lady Gray, who suddenly broke in with a gentle grin, said in a gracious voice worthy of that expression, "For one thing, how about you guys fight and you sign Doyle up for a rematch if you win? I said."

Then, the two war idiots stopped arguing perfectly for Master Gray's words, and the next moment they looked at each other, they ran out with their respective weapons with a belligerent grin.

And to this day.

Rewards for magic and skills that are likely to reach ceilings that should be made higher. The twinning of anything between the two quicker students from above this semester is spectacular in a way. It's a place built for training purposes, so you'd be fortunate not to have to worry about breaking things. Although the momentum is likely to blow up the building itself as it is.

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I know what it's like to be cheerful because you're the one who can give it all to each other. Even I want to fight for it. But blowing up school buildings is all kinds of unsavory.

With a small sigh, I will strain the ice membrane inside the workout to prevent the workout from flaming because of the battle between two men who cannot "wait" before the mighty man, but not dissolved in the flames of the gin. A tingling sensation spreads on his back, which he kept on a wall that wasn't even there.

It's not like the junction, so I don't know how effective I would like it to be, but I wouldn't be able to take it and avoid a situation where the building would be completely destroyed.

"That's sweet."

"To Jin's father, because his grandfather took care of him. Besides, it was Master Grey who killed you both, right?

"Sorry."

"Yes, sir."

He said he was Teng himself, who created the cause for the two of them to fight, but if he told Lady Gray so about my behavior in a teasing tone, he would return an apology for his unspeakable expression and voice. I also reply to Mr. Gray's condition that I don't think the dust is bad, even though I am in a good mood today.

Then visualize the worksite for protection. And when I made sure the ceilings, walls, etc. were covered with ice all the way through, I finally stopped looking at the clock in my eye.

Is it time to go?

Looking at the clock, time was running out for a promise to Senior Leo.

Today I was asked to help catch my freshman horse, which will take place shortly, so I have a meeting with a pharmacy student in charge of the same place in order to "ensure the safety of the beginners". The meeting that will be held in the name of "I want to be able to act smoothly on that day" cannot be delayed because it also combines my future networking.

He persuaded Senior Leo in the corner to place Royal Castle's pharmacist aspirations and research college aspirations, among them the best students in the world, in the same placement as me. You can't be late and waste it.

Dr. Hengst didn't mean to ask me for equestrian instruction for beginners, but the handover better be in various places. It's a corner opportunity to get involved with the pharmacy department, a place that combines first-year networking, but should be forgiven enough to broaden your network while helping.

It's about time some warrior teachers heard about this noise, and I'll leave this to Master Gray and I'll be one foot ahead of you.

"In the meantime, thank you for earlier. Master Gray."

"Never mind. You're promising Senior Leopard, aren't you? I'll take care of that. You can go now."

"Yeah. Can I leave the rest to you?

"One, it's on loan. If that sounds good, introduce me later."

Of course.

If you thank me for putting out the help ship before I begged for time, I can recommend Master Gray to leave, who seems to have grasped my plans. They also know my errands. Childhood tampering makes me laugh bad when I undertake this occasion with two replies. I gave Gray a similar grin and woke myself up leaning against the wall.

"- Oh. Come to the bickering room after dinner. I'm waiting with Claire."

"Okay."

And if I step out, I can throw a one-sided word from Master Gray when it comes to promises. Keep your back on the wall. "You wouldn't say no, would you?" A bitter laugh comes to Master Gray, who leaps in the gaze seeped out of him.

As usual, by being surrounded.

I don't know who you asked, but she's perfectly grasping my plans for the day. I shrugged my shoulders to Master Gray and replied to her acknowledgment, and now it's time for me to walk toward the pharmacy department.