It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

The next day, I am escorted from the carriage parking lot to the "Solos" talking room by myself.

Yesterday, the school system wasn't what I expected, so when I got home I had Tutte lecture me, and to my surprise, this school didn't have a defined classroom and there was no such thing as my seat. Instead, there's a conversation room where the "solos" get together a lot, and they use this one when they get together and talk about something.

(I don't know what to do... no previous life knowledge at all helpful)

What's even more surprising is its class curriculum. In my knowledge, it is customary for schools to take classes according to a set timetable, whereas in this school it is good to take classes at their own choice. However, those who belong to Solos must complete the compulsory subject of Solos to advance…

(It feels closer to college than elementary and secondary school... well, I haven't been to either so I'm not sure...)

Take a deep sigh, I see a small badge dug with a crest on my clothes. This is a sign that he belongs to Solos. Before I knew it, Tütte was receiving it and it was given to me today, on my way out.

(Thanks to what you do around me and this, I still don't know anything... so I get extra anxious when I'm alone...)

I look at the badges of the other students walking around with the flicker and follow those who wear the same things as me.

(Yeah, I don't know where the bickering room is! Sorry about that)

I try to giggle the other way in my heart. Something Tette taught me a lot of directions, but I couldn't get it into my head at all and create a map within me, so for now, it was the current situation where the purpose was to beat the beat of following behind the same people.

(I... maybe I'm directional tone deaf...)

And so on, and while I was struck by the suspicion that new skills had been discovered, I was fortunate enough to arrive in a colloquial room where people from the same badge gathered.

The room, called the colloquial room, was unexpectedly large, with compartments everywhere, with chairs and tables, sofas, etc. My feeling is that it is quite stylish and a big family restaurant.

Everyone was sitting in thoughtful seats or standing in uninterrupted places, so I was kicking around wondering what I was going to do, and there was a guy over there waving like a bum and a fool.

(That idiot, he's evil conspicuous...)

I put my hand on my forehead and sigh as Zach noticed this way.

"Morning... Mr. Zach..."

In the meantime, I greet him with a pulled smile because he's here.

"Good morning, Master Mary. That was surprisingly slow, you were lost on the road?

"Oh, no... no."

It was almost a miracle that I could not get lost here, so my words are also badly toothed.

Pfft! Pfft!

When we were having such a conversation, someone appeared to squeal his hand almost in the middle of the conversation room, and we saw the person in unison.

"Hey! The Solos people who enrolled this year get together here!

The man, one turn bigger than us, smiles uncontrollably refreshingly, looking around and raising his voice.

(Are people... is it possible that there might be a mix of different classes of people in here? Sure, you didn't say this was a private talking room)

With that in mind I gather around him with all of us.

"Yeah... you got together. In the meantime, let me introduce myself! My name is Carlis Yencho, and this is how I see it. I'm in third grade this year, and I'm the one entrusted with this Solos classmaster! I don't mind you calling me senior lightly, nice to meet you."

He was in the mood for a condescending bow like the one used in the social world.

(Class master sounds so cool! So-called class commissioners? But you're older than us... don't you have a teacher? Uh-huh... my knowledge from my previous life doesn't seem to be very useful)

While I hold my head, I check with Senior Carlis again. A muscular body that only belongs to Solos, at a height that jumped through his head about two times more than I did, while still being idle and working out. I peered through the short cut brown hair, my thick eyebrows crisp and I could see that he was an active young man. The smile that showed his teeth looked pretty good there, and it's the end of a few of the gathered warrants trying to get into maiden mode as soon as possible.

(Whispering, I love exercising, taking good care of juniors, what about refreshing seniors?

I take the liberty of positioning him to convince myself, associating myself with the books I have read and the cartoons I have seen in my previous life.

"That's why this is the hard part."

Sober seniors were talking about something, but when it came to me, I was paranoid and I wasn't listening.

(Ugh... Mary... hate mistake...)

"I'll show you the whole way through the school, follow me"

With that said, Senior Carlis tries to get out of the bickering room, so everyone, with Zorozolo, walks out of the room.

"What's up, Master Mary? You're not going?

Zach talks to me, thinking weird of me standing still as everyone moves.

"Oh, yeah... I'm coming"

Changing my mind, I looked forward to everyone and noticed the gaze I was looking at, and when I looked at you, a little kid with loosely fluffy wavy hair who felt more like chestnuts than blondes looked at me.

When those emerald eyes and my golden eyes fit, she rushes to the one where everyone went to escape...

And where there was nothing, I fell in abundance.

Time freezes in an instant, and me and Zach stare at the girl lying down on the ground. Unfortunately, we're the only ones in the colloquium right now and the unrelated upper classmates we're looking at in the distance.

"Hey, hey... are you okay?

I never will, when I speak to an object that thrusts, the object flies up on the spot after a freak, landing as it stands incredibly.

(What is this kid... motor nerve good or bad, which one?

The girl, who was showing her back, looked back at me halfway through the sight and looked at me.

"Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra"

Girl with red nose head and tears eyes.

(Could it have fallen from the face to the ground)

"It's not okay at all."

I rushed out the handkerchief I had, trying to put it against her nose,

"Oh, such a beautiful handkerchief!

She tries to stop it and comes forward and hits me in the head with it.

Originally, it was where each other would flirt, but I didn't hurt much by the example array, and she was the only one who got bored.

"Uh... sorry, are you okay?

"Yes, I'm fine."

To me watching with my handkerchief out, the girl put her hands on me from her forehead, which she was holding back okay.

"Hey, why don't we swallow and chat? Everybody's gone."

I just wanted to ask Zach right where I saw it and how it looked like a swallowing conversation, but realizing that they had left me, I was bent over and looked around, and I did not see the shadows or the shapes of the large crowd walking in front of me.

"Oh, shit! I left him."

"Oh, I'm sorry! For my sake."

Seeing her apologize with a trembling voice, isn't it already, pale in the face and tears spilling out? Me and Zach take a step back with the rest of the crying.

"Oh, you don't have to cry so much."

"Oh, yeah... it's like we've been crying."

It's so horny that me and Zach put in a follow up.

(Is that it? Wait a minute... normally, even I would oro and lose my chill in an emergency like this... Tütte, because I'm not even Magilka, how can you be so chill?

I notice that, and I see her again. The cause is probably her. If this is also massively orogenic in front of me first, I may be a teacher on the other hand, or I may settle down to yaki instead.

"Well, that's fine now... more than that, where did they all go?

"Come on? Don't ask me."

(even a little bit I expected you to think I was stupid)

Set aside the bastard who raised the white flag in an instant to my expectations, and I sigh at this sight, thinking seriously about what is to come.

(I've been messing around since the first day of school... what am I gonna do... oh, shit, I'm tempered too. Ooh)

Where I was about to make a job change to God of Destruction, I get an oz-oz voice.

"Oh, well... maybe you guys... and I went to the arena..."

Yurufuwa illuminates us with a voice that is going to disappear.

"Arena?

"Hih! Sorry, someone like me said something horrible"

To Zach's unintended listening back, Yurufuwa is frightened.

(Could this kid be scared of boys?

"What arena?

"Hih! Sorry, someone like me said something horrible"

(Yeah... this kid is just being small. That's pretty tofu mental, too.)

I smile as hard as I can and ask gently not to scare me, a little shocked by the same reactions I had when Zach.

"You don't have to be so frightened, what's wrong with the arena?

"Uh... Earlier... Senior Yencho was talking about how the arena is... maybe..."

As I patiently listened to his tail getting smaller and smaller, I looked at Zach, and he shook his neck sideways with a straight face.

(What's that? Either you weren't listening to the seniors or you don't know where the arena is)

With such emotion, I glanced at him half-eyed,

"Both."

He replied as if he had heard my heart. All the while, at the same time, I get discouraged and sigh at him again.

"Ah, you! Even myself, I didn't ask, and you don't know where!

Take the meaning of my actions together, or Zach protesting. You're sharp about places like this...

"Um... if it's a place... that... I know..."

I take that hand at her, who utters the word quite modestly, and draw it to myself.

"Really? I'd love to show you!... er..."

When I came here, I realized that I didn't know this Yurufu's name.

"Ah... uh... my name is' Safina Karshana '. Dear Mary."

Seeing what I had said, she, Safina, introduced herself.