Atelier Tanaka

A few days later, on the day of the lecture proposed by Professor Bus.

We were guided to one of the many auditoriums set in the middle of the school city. Initially, he planned to gather dozens of people to speak. In fact, the first time I had a meeting with him, it was explained that way.

However, when participants were recruited beforehand, people gathered, what a nearly four-digit scale. Even though no medium exists, such as television or the Internet, it has been a great achievement in just a couple of days. is in the mood for a glimpse of one end of the equipped nature of the school city

Thanks to this, the hall is quite a big substitute, even in the same place. Compared to the venues of the Academic Club, which sometime viewed at the school in the capital city of Calis, it is no less of a scale than it is a victory. Making is equally majestic, so luxurious that we seem out of place.

"Ho, are we really going to do this here!?

"Sounds like it."

Is that why I'm pulling with momentum that Dr. Editor hasn't tasted? It still looks like it was on a different scale than I had imagined. Anyway, I heard a series of changes about the way things were going. He looks like he's hit by water in his sleeping ear or even a water ball.

"If things don't seem to be going well, I'll say no from mine."

"People are already getting together, and yes, I can't do this anymore!?

"What do you think? Worst of all, reducing people in the form of postponements..."

"Do it! I said I'd do it! Yourself!"

By the way, Gogol left a message in his room.

The boulder produces unnecessary misunderstandings when accompanied by a read-minded brown lolita.

"Okay. Then I will support you from the side."

"Really? Yes, you're taking the stage with me?

"If it's not out of the way,"

"Okay! All right, come on, come on! Ah!"

"Yes."

He's the editor who waved a hot valve at the Academic Club, a story I heard from the Demonic Nobleman. I've heard more from Sophia about it, and she's probably the best gaggle I've ever had. The pleasure of admiring this from closer to anybody else, is it something that will never give way to?

You can take a leak.

I waited for a while on stage sleeve and my voice hung up.

Depending on the rise of the altar curtain, it departs toward the center of the stage.

◇ ◆ ◇

The stage of the editor teacher who was initially anxious to see what would happen.

As assumed, the knee is gagged, the shoulder is blurbed. Tremors never showed signs of stopping. Still, however, the teacher worked hard from the front. For a while representing himself on stage, Pu dull, laughed at by a heartless listener, but made an absolute effort.

Thanks to this, after a while, the laughter also dived into the ringing step by step. Instead, everyone and his expression became serious and he began to listen to the teacher's announcement. Apparently, even in school cities, the teacher's compiled theory was sufficiently common.

As I saw a series of changes, my chest overflowed with joy.

The boulder is the blonde Lorimchimuchi teacher.

Thanks to this, soy sauce face turns up less often. Depending on the teacher's explanation, all the pre-prepared panels were listed on the stage.

And the speech goes solemnly, and the agenda prepared in advance only leaves the flow of the majority digesting and finally actually drinking the mana potion produced by Nila Purple.

Participants were to be appropriately looked after from the venue and made aware of the pre-prepared potions. If no one raised their hand, Professor skunk is supposed to raise his name.

That was when it happened.

Unexpectedly there was a voice that echoed across the hall from the corner of the venue.

"Tanakatana Katanaka, why are you trying to talk about that guy all the time?!? This is how the two of us left the country! I'm with you now!? Nobody else, Allen, with you!

It's Estelle.

Apparently she was in the lecture again.

If you stare, you can also see Allen, Vertical Roll, and the Mazo Demons beside you. There will be a few days of respite until the meeting, so I guess I didn't have anything else to do. Since they were also in the same position, their hearts could easily be understood.

But what is rough on this occasion?

"Oh, Estelle, calm down! To boulders. In this situation..."

"Or what? Do you want me to stick with that guy? I don't like that! I'm sorry if I died. What's so awesome about that guy! Even that disgusting diary must have been picked up by someone else!

Apparently, between Estelle and Allen, by way of example, the rash of sentiment burst. By the way, Sparking on the Editor's stage means you're gonna do it, you lollivitch.

"Estelle!

He's a handsome guy who moves to be absolutely embarrassed, but the heated up blonde lolita is out of control. Let it speak in such a voice that it echoes across the floor. You wouldn't be the daughter of a great nobleman to Dada. Somewhat impossible has lived to this day by drawing reason into it.

"I praise you for being amazing, so I went out of my way to get a leg like this, but what's the story now? After all, I didn't just make a bad, non-drinkable potion! Is that useful on the battlefield? While you're flattering your face, it's magic that kills you!

The gaze of the staying audience gathers at Estelle.

"Even if it's somewhat expensive, given the soldiers in the field, we should supply better quality potions. Yikes! Cheaper than ever. Try rationing potions for worse. After you smoke sweet juice, next time, next time, we'll do the same thing to cut costs, okay? That sucks!

Don't tell me you look as good as ever.

Her words are shooting very well.

Things that have flowed low even once don't quite get back to the height they were. Thanks to the weakening of the toilet water momentum, the lighting on the floor is turned off during the holidays, and the hardships of the livestock are increasing daily and dimensional.

If you think about it, it's certainly not an easy technology to propose.

They've noticed.

"In the meantime, well, let's go outside! Estelle, outside!

I just needed more attention, and Allen lifted her hips to get the blonde lolita out of the venue. The way he takes that arm and puts his head down around him would be a really shitty stand-up.

On the other hand, the vertical roll and the Mazo Demon clan seem to entirely dictate the gesture of others.

The two of us have been sitting next to each other so far, but depending on the frenzy of the blonde lolita, we're moving to the next two seats with softness, and what's wrong with this kid? Perfect third party with a look like that. Seriously, you have a good personality.

"If you're going to make an announcement in such a solid place, you should do it after it's been properly used! I'm sure that and this, because the guy there was in a hurry for kung fu, right? That's how it's decided! If it's hard to see the outside, ugly man on the inside too. Hey!

Whoa, I got a feeling you're gonna jump on my soy sauce face.

There will never be many people with similar opinions in their bellies where Estelle has spoken to them now. In this hand discussion, it is the case that is so rare that everyone is convinced. If it is also a speech by an outsider like myself or an editor teacher, a corresponding number is expected.

Because I can agree to it more or less myself.

"Mr. Editor, I don't mind continuing."

Speaking of which, I advise my teacher from the side.

Doesn't get too busy being dragged down poorly. In this case, it is best to treat it as an opinion. There's an Allen on the other side, and he'll be appropriately on his way. There's Professor skank's face that pushed me this place, and this one is more damaging if it moves poorly.

But still, what leaked out of the teacher's mouth was buying words into selling words.

"... don't listen to that."

"What?

Sparks scattered between the stage and the audience and the staring blonde lolitas.

Editor teacher showing a belligerent attitude at any given time.

After all, alchemy for teachers seems to be in a very important place.

"Apparently, you're different from the woman I know."

"Oh, how strange, isn't it? I don't even know you!

Ican as it is.

The first place where nature and consciousness turned in a hurry was Professor Bus, who sat in the front row of the guest seat. But wait a minute. You can't rely on him here. Both Dr. Editor and Estelle are people on this side. I'm not a person in a school city.

You can't rely on a school deputy to take care of your inner circle.

I have to do something about this place.

Stand in the center of the stage to take the place away from Dr. Editor.

"I do think you have a lot of opinions. The points raised this way, yes, are probably the best. On behalf of you, I would like to thank the lady in your seat for indicating what nature prevails on the battlefield."

"Oh, hey, come on."

For the convenience of being thorough with Kuroko so far, the guests' seats tend to shudder.

There is also a voice of condemnation from Dr. Editor.

Let me speak appropriately regardless of this.

"So, folks, does anyone have the temper to actually make sure with their own tongues about the taste of the problem? As explained so far with regard to the ingredients. It may not taste good, but it's never poisonous"

"Whoa, I still need to tell that woman..."

"What do you think? If you need a poisonous taste, I'll give you about half a mouthful..."

Then, fortunately, from the audience, there was a glimpse of how your hands were going to rise.

All right.

I think I'll make it through this.

Dr. Editor and Estelle are left alone.

In the form of pushing through my own remarks, I pushed ahead with the speech I had initially planned.

◇ ◆ ◇

For once, Estelle's lecture was about to be coursed out of a grand outburst. That, too, was avoided by Allen's support and soy sauce-faced efforts. At the end of the day, in the form of a safe applause from the audience, the satchel depends on being unloaded.

"... sorry"

I just got off the stage, and the teacher who brought me back calm said something of an apology.

"No, Mr. Editor's indignation is natural."

You've been denied your theory.

"But it hasn't bothered me long enough."

"Ultimately, it was a good accent. There's nothing wrong with that."

In the aftermath of the amusement attic, Professor Bus, who showed up, also received acclaim for his excellent speech. I don't think it's ever a selfish decision. Some people might rate it as a good stimulus or a penetration.

"So now let's be honest and happy"

"... ugh, um. Okay."

Dr Lorimchimchi snorts reluctantly.

Good. Good.

That's how we walk down the hall to get back to the guest room when we leave the holding room the other way. This is not like a reward, but the feeling of working gives me a sense of accomplishment.

Looks like you're gonna sleep well today, like.

It's just that that's how I stroked my chest down between the bundles.

While I was walking down the hall to get back to my living room, I met him in the hallway. After one turn, we ran into each other by chance. Who did you run into, Estelle, who will now be exactly in the vortex? There is also an appearance of Allen beside him.

By the way, the Vertical Roll and the Mazo Demons are absent.

"Huh, you are..."

"... that sucks. I can't believe I'm gonna see this face again."

It is perfect at the bend of the T-shaped road.

There was no more luck, the two were on the same side. It is harrowing and thrilling to see their faces praised naturally as they realize that their destinations are similar as each other's steps take place.

"That's this dialogue. A daughter who doesn't know how to be polite."

"... what?

"Are you serious as a researcher, no, as a person, such as having an odd voice during a speech and even switching the contents of the discussion to deny the appearance or personality of others? After all, what you did earlier was not praised as a nobleman."

"Huh..."

Complaints popped out of Dr. Editor's mouth.

Estelle's expression becomes angry.

Gut-gripped fists are going to fly right now.

"Well, superior, I will remind you that I have insulted your nobility."

"E, Estelle! Calm down."

Thanks to Allen, it's pathetic. On the boulder. Estelle's share is bad this time. There is no shelter, especially with regard to the points made by Dr. Editor. Nonetheless, it's my boyfriend's hardship that I have to defend this.

I personally comfort myself with this kind of thing, I'm in a good mood with that hand, and eventually I'm invited to my home, and then you're the only one I have left. I really hope to go through this kind of reward sex, this kind of flow, someday. Absolutely high holding rate when finishing.

"You two, let's not fight until we get back to the country. This is a school city. The Penny Empire doesn't have to, and we are here as representatives of the country. Shouldn't we avoid imitating the national honour with mud?

I'm sorry for Dr. Editor, but let me go both ways on this occasion.

Otherwise Estelle will explode.

"I never mind."

"Gu......"

You put this together, Doctor. I love you.

Lolivitch, on the other hand, is treated as good from his soy sauce face and looks regrettable.

"That's right, Estelle. Mr. Tanaka is right."

"See, again! I said it again! Tanaka, Tanaka, Tanaka, why do you keep saying that man's name!? Even today, you were on a date with me? And yet it's all over you with an inexplicable baron flair, and when you do, say it!

"Oh, sorry, Estelle..."

I see, somehow, Estelle figured out why she's mad.

I don't think this is Allen's concern enough for a boulder. Or is it his own intention to restore Estelle's memory no matter how she scratches it? Once you recall yesterday's conversation, the latter is very likely.

He still wants to destroy the soy sauce face directly from the front.

I think the sober mind is wonderful.

Honestly respect.

But from here on out, it's nothing but livestock.

"Huh! I can't take it any more!

Squirting to throw away, lollivitch, pacing faster with us first.

Allen chasing her back like that.

It just wasn't a good time for them to get away from us more than we did. Just a few steps ahead, from the end of the hallway, there are signs of doodles and people running. Signs of people emerged from beyond that corner, the one remaining direction of the T-shaped road that we were on exactly the way forward now.

It was students from a school city consisting of several people who showed up.

One of the guys at the beginning of it hits Estelle on the shoulder when she walks away.

"Yikes..."

"Huh!?

Apparently, they were gaining momentum commensurately, and together they are the wings out of balance.

"Estelle!

Duh, Lolivich hugged by Allen, who reached out.

On the other hand, the bumped side rolled flashly down the hallway with Zbesha.

"Huh..."

She looks familiar in her eating white pants under a lovely brunette twin tail and a fluttering, rolled up skirt in response to a fall. Over the past few days, we have met face to face in various places, and this is JC, a jerk.

If you look at something else, there's a fig figure in her succession. He's the same as before: fat, galley, handsome threesome. They just checked to see what this one looks like, and now they're turning their faces bright blue, just like Saah and Blood caught their hearts.

Apparently, they were driving her away.

"This is another coincidence."

"Hey, hey! Suddenly what!?

Rough Estelle's consciousness goes to the girl who hit herself.

By contrast, the jerk barked from your noble daughter, to say the least.

"Huh..."

As soon as he understands that his surrounding attention is on himself, he jumps into a great panic. At the same time take care to shelter the clothes that were disturbed with both hands. His eyes moved busily with Kyollokiro to make sure he circled around the faces gathering in the same place.

…………

Eventually, when I confirmed the presence of my aristocratic style self and Estelle, I opened my eyes wide and, at the same time, forgot even the words of apology and escaped like a detachment. As you rush out, flutter, the skirt hem rises and punches again.

"What, you hit it off yourself and you don't even have an apology!?

Looking at a series of acts, Lolivich is even more outraged.

"Fair enough, Estelle calms down a little. Something's going on, isn't it?

"... what the hell is that"

Ahead of Allen's gaze lined up the figs.

I guess I understood the background from the disturbance in the girl's clothes that I caught a glimpse of this way.

◇ ◆ ◇

Like the girl, she was with the fighter who tried to escape the scene. Where Allen secured this for Nico to smile, the circumstances hearing became a carriage to be carried out. As a result, exposed under daylight was the relationship between the boys and the girl, more volatile than the soy sauce face could have imagined.

"I mean, originally she was abusing you guys"

"Oh, yeah! He always seemed great because his house was a good patterned nobleman, and he came to school in a flying class, and he could study. You've been making fun of us every time!

It would be a leader presence to respond on behalf of the three, handsome boy.

"Well, that's a terrible story."

"Right!?

"But now you're annoying her, aren't you? Why not?"

"That's because his house has fallen, his back as a nobleman has disappeared, and he's gone, so if he's ever done anything to get revenge on us, it's a legitimate revenge on him..."

Is there a consciousness that you're doing something wrong, and at the end of the day, you're a handsome boy with a narrow ass.

Allen on this, to say the least, continues the talk in such a way as to teach.

"I wonder if you do know how you feel."

"Right!?

"But it's not a good idea to fight it with frustration."

"Huh..."

Extremely gentle narrative tone looks great with a merciful eye. The boy also seems to lose his word where he continues to take this. That and this is good-looking technology. If the soy sauce face did the same thing, it would punch you in the face fast.

On the other hand, with the boy's monologue as his ear, it is Lolivich who whines in a grumpy manner.

"I mean, you don't totally deserve that."

I'm sure you're not even very interested.

A terrible throwing attitude is a very Estelle-like reaction.

"Still, I guess it was an important issue for them and them. For example, as you did in your earlier speech, you let those of you who are speakers eat and hang."

"Huh..."

Allen's one, you're really going to get Estelle's memory back.

It's more obsessive than I thought.

Only this time, I have a feeling that the lower body driven decision-making mechanism isn't working.

"No matter how much you jerk that kid off, you're not gonna be happy, are you?

"Oh, I know that. Yikes! But we're on him..."

A leader boy who looks terribly regrettable.

Aristocratic figs are said to be spicy, and I'm sure they have today after commensurate experience.

"By the way, where is that household?

Did Allen's words work, Estelle went on to get off topic.

"Aufsteiner of the Penny Empire sounds like a house..."

"Huh? That kid, that's Aufsteiner's kid?

"Ugh, yeah. He said he was my youngest."

The handsome boy responds with a grunt of bosom to this.

Aufsteiner, that's a name you remember in your ear. Where did you hear that? Sounded like it went all the way up to my throat, and I was just worried about this, and, uh, that, and now I think the late Gong's home was a name like that.

I'm totally unexpected about his relatives.

"Yes, you're Aufsteiner's child..."

"... Estelle?

"They must have demolished your house and killed the whole clan. Because he studied abroad, he may have escaped the fear of extreme punishment."

With that name in my ear, Estelle is just a little farsighted.

"Mi, kill them all..."

After her whining, the figs' complexion changed color just a little bit.

It seemed to be a somewhat irritating word for the boy.

"The house over there was too good for me. And I was too clean than any other house."

…………

"So I bought objections from other nobles and they crushed me"

Apparently, the people at Gong's house carry a heavier past than you might have imagined. From what I hear from Estelle, the duke's maid who is nobody else, faith is one thing. Maybe the Fitzclarence family, too, was biting one.

"By the way, were you listening to the speech earlier?

I guess you decided it wasn't tasty any more, Allen turned to follow up.

It is a form of taking the lead to refresh the air in the field, with some forcefulness.

"Oh, yeah. Trying to make it the subject of a report..."

"Reports?"

A handsome boy who let himself snort honestly about the outdoors.

He tried to explain to Allen, who leans his neck in doubt, the same content that the girl the jerk made him talk about. It concerns reporting issues related to example life potions.

"Heh, you're having such a challenge"

"I don't think we can do life potion."

"I see."

A handsome boy who lets you talk about it so well.

I guess I'm doing quite a bit of research.

It was Dr. Blonde Lorim Chimchi who disputed him like that.

"That's not a good idea to make up your mind. I don't mind denying it, but how far did the experiment go? Absolutely, it should be accompanied by commensurate efforts and achievements."

Apparently a casual word of the boy clashed in her hot spot.

"'Cause you do, don't you? It's been studied for decades, hundreds of years, and I still don't know how to make it. You can't decide how much research you've done."

"Past achievements are true. But it's not always the same."

"So what if it is!?

"If we were to write a report with the earlier contents, we should probably include a premise on the extent to which it is not possible at the technical level, and its duration and environment"

"Period and environment?

"Yes."

Oh, Dr. Editor is giving you some teacher-like advice. She's a lolita with all her looks, so she feels sexually smiling. Nice gap between words and deeds and appearance. It'll warm your heart.

There's just someone who interrupts a famous scene like that.

"Huh, that would be easy! Period is forever, environment is everywhere, you know!

It is Lolivich.

I can still make her aware of her underlying values. Very aristocratic, or like Mr. Richard's daughter, shows a wide nostalgia within him, while being aggressive to others, everywhere. I think strongly because I have even one experience of getting inside the line.

Nature and the awareness of the editor teacher also turn to her.

"The possibilities are never zero. This man showed me that one scale."

Editor teacher claiming to look at the soy sauce face with a chill.

Nila, you must be referring to the purple bathing agent.

But, Doctor, that's a complete silence in this room right now.

"There's no way I can make a life potion, though I'm saying it sounds great. How much research do you think has been done? I can't help it."

"I wouldn't know if I didn't try that stuff"

"No matter how much you do, it's no use. History proves everything. Wouldn't there be such a priceless use of time as letting students show you more grounds?

"Therefore, as I said earlier, assumptions and arguments become important"

"Yeah, as far as their report goes. But then we won't be able to get to the right answer forever. The purpose of the report is correct, but it has nothing to do with completing the life potion."

"Gu......"

Two talks about leaving a handsome boy behind and developing into a verbal fight.

And surprisingly, Estelle is highly controversial.

Pulls with the look of a brilliantly caught editor teacher that looks regrettable.

That and this would also be caused by an autographed diary that Lolivich read. If this is the case, tell Richard in advance and dispose of it before she sees it. I never dreamed I was really writing.

No, no, no, no, now I can't help but regret the mistakes of the past.

Let's positively sync for a more prosperous future than that.

Oh, I flashed.

If Estelle and I split up properly on this one, I wonder if the distance between nature and Allen would also be far off. And the fact that you and Allen are leaving means that Dr. Editor and Gogol are also leaving Allen.

Moreover, if the reports of the issues that are currently being discussed are involved, they serve as a good pretext for involving JC. Get time to spend with active female students while protecting the teacher and Gogol from Yaritin tentacles. Wonderful. Two birds a stone.

At that age, the probability of membrane possession seems quite high.

School Youth Love Romance, can be expected.

"If that's the case, I'll buy your fight, Master Fitzclarence."

"Hey, what's up? I don't know what that means!

"Mr. Tanaka!?

"Oh, come on..."

Estelle, as well as the sight of the face of the field, turned to us all at once.

"I support your daughter in the Aufsteiner family. At the presentation of the report, let her announcement overwhelm their announcement. That's what I'm showing you, the possibility of a life potion."

"Huh!"

Vikri, there's a sign of Dr. Editor trembling right next door.

"Hmm, superior! Then I will deny your opinions completely and show them at my insistence! Hey there kids, stay with me! I'll take care of your report!

Estelle turns a giddy, staring gaze at the threesome.

The stare looks terribly annoying.

Seriously, give me a break, the glance I'm just saying is shiny.

"Estelle!? And Mr. Tanaka, too, it's a boulder..."

This seems to have been unexpected for Allen, too, and seems to be a little wolfish.

But for good-looking men, let me go through all this now.

"I'll tell you what, we're not gonna cut it, are we?

"Superior! If I win, why don't you lick your shoes?"

"Never mind"

All right, we've got a good ride, you lollivitch.

It's more of a pepper.

I don't hate these Nori a lot.

◇ ◆ ◇

Just a few moments from interacting with Estelle. In addition to Dr. Editor and Gogol, the rooms filled with themselves have the appearance of JC. It's up to me to do Pea a favor and nominate a caretaker and a do-it-yourself via Professor skank.

"Hey, why am I the caretaker for the Osama's..."

She is sitting on the couch looking terribly atrophied.

Face to face is a form where you and Dr. Editor line up.

Speaking of Gogol, by the way, you're going to have to make us out of the reading heart, sitting in a gym in the corner of the room. I can't get a thigh peeking from the miniskirt inside of clothes that look like ethnic costumes.

The guy who defined gym seating as gym seating, you're a genius.

Attention tends to turn to the merits of leg opening forward rotation in the public. However, I think that the popularity of the name and role of sports seating should also be equally appreciated.

However, it would still be the best around the planet.

The guy who invented that is definitely Loricon. It's a monster of Showa.

"For the next few days or so, I think I'll hit the report assignment together."

"... why are Osama and the others getting their hands on my report?"

"I'm sorry to say that I won and lost with the lady of the Fitzclarence family just a little bit, and it would be a one-sided favor, but could you please help me? It's never bad."

"Huh..."

"What's up?

"Beh, nothing, nothing!

"Really? I hope so."

Is it also traumatic in Fitzclarence's name?

Thanks to this, I was in good shape and restrained.

Though I guess it means your house is not solemnly cleansed by Dada.

"I mean, I'm gonna help you with the report, what are you gonna do?

"Right......"

Even so, no calculations were made.

However, if I'm going to do it anyway, I want to overwhelm that lollivitch. It's not stingy to pepper your shoes, but this time I want to win in a way that no one can go wrong with the convenience of my Estelle leaving.

"Let's start by summarizing on paper what you understand about life potions. On top of that, you can choose what is possible with or the subject matter that will serve as the spindle, and you can set the course for the discussion."

"... all of a sudden I started saying things like teachers"

"I see, are you a teacher"

Definitely, you're an ant.

I've always dreamed of getting this many kids to call me Sense or something.

"Hey, what is it?

"If that's the case, you can call me Sense from now on."

"I don't like it. I mean, it sounds disgusting."

……………

Disgusting, I'm coming. Waiting for a disgusting treatment, came.

I knew I was in shock. But it feels a little good.

"I mean, I'd like to confirm one thing with Osama."

"What is it?

"What nobleman was the woman barking in the auditorium?

"You're my boss's daughter."

"Could that be FitzClarence's..."

"Yeah, I'll be in the main house"

"Oh, hey, Osama, what are you doing stupid! You've decided for nothing how hard you've worked like that!? Is your head okay? Where's the guy who bites the daughter of the house you're looking at! Think of your age!

"I'm here, though."

"No kidding. No! Don't even get me involved. Yikes!

"Her father and I are quite close, so this degree won't be an issue"

"Even so, it won't be a battle at that point!

"Try your best with me. It's never gonna go to waste, is it?

"Fitzclarence, the maid in the main house is the one in the fight? There's no way you can win that! It doesn't matter what it is. Nobility is nobility because it's that kind of creature! I don't even understand that!?

"No, you can win."

"Yes, I don't like it! I don't want to waste my efforts or anything!

"So what kind of effort do you make?

"That's, you know, when you think you can win for sure, you do everything you can!

"... Really?"

Your heart is totally needy. I already gave up before I did it.

He said he was originally an honorary enough student to enroll in the flying class, and after all, the fall of his parents' home probably broke the mental. The shock suffered by a child as old as this is immeasurable if it were to kill all of the lone royalists at the discretion of others.

But that's why I left it like this, not only my parents' house, but even my future is lost. I'm still young, so I could live longer because of it, so why don't you at least live a little positive.

Shall we hang one blast here?

"Actually, other than you, I know the Aufsteiners."

"... Huh?

"Those who have lost their homes will follow their own beliefs and live in earnest. No adventurer knew his name in the Penny Empire yesterday."

"Ho, it's true!? Really want to survive the house......"

As soon as I was there, the girl's eyes opened.

"It's the Aufsteiners who make the impossible possible. At least that's what I know about the Aufsteiners."

"Huh..."

I never lied.

Gong is quite a high spec with that one.

Without his help, there would have been no Dragon City.

"By the way, I'm not going to tell you the name of that person right now"

"Oh, hey, why not?!? What are you doing?

"If you've done all you can with this assignment, I'll tell you one last time."

"Become..."

It is outrageous.

What was then stated is a natural suspicion?

"Ugh, you're lying!? Am I right!?

"I'm not lying. You can conveniently arrange other uninterrupted meeting places. Now I'm in a position to do it. We'll take you by airship to the Penny Empire."

"... eh, really?

"Yeah, it's true"

It never seems like a small shock. There was a grudge directed at me. The glance would be a sign of a lot of guts. Whatever the driving force, I hope you now have the temper to just take a step forward.

"Did you feel like doing a little?

"Then, hey, what is it?

"If you are truly a Aufsteiner family person, I think now is the time to do everything in your power, could it have been different? If you don't forget the effort, you'll definitely meet someone at home, won't you?

"Huh..."

Continuing, JC came aboard when appropriately incited.

I am not a former nobleman to Dada.

How I fell, my self-esteem seems to be commensurately high.

"Superior! All right, all right! I'll do it. Yo!

"Now let's move on with the work. First of all, as I told you earlier."

"Damn......"

Whilst complaining about the bumps, the girl nevertheless followed the instructions with great care and took a step towards completing the report. Using the paper and pen sourced from the printing room, add letters to the paper.

All right, all right, let's do our best at this rate.

Looks like she's tutoring, and she's having a little fun herself.

I knew if you were going to teach me, it would be limited to pretty girls.