Life with my Little Sister

Come on, it's the first exam.

This is the last exam I've ever had.

As long as it lasts, I hope it's decent...

"Uh, right, Alt-kun"

Yes, Mr. Tordie's, I got "er, right".

This is it till the end.

Am I cursed...?

"What is it this time? Is it a gallery? Or do you have a problem with your opponent?

"Alt-kun, your eyes are dead...?

That would kill you.

I enjoy seeing him terribly and I'm coming to the exam, if there's such a guy, I'd really like to see him.

"Alt-kun. Shall we move to the practical venue? I think you'll see."

Mr. Tordi, too, seems subtly nervous, but what the hell are you waiting for?

I tried to move to the usual test hall.

"Ah! Alt-kun, not you."

I can hang up on Mr. Tordi for some reason.

What do you mean, not you?

"This Alt-kun practical exam will be done elsewhere"

"What?"

What's that?

Why is that?

How did that happen?

"Uh... To prevent crime..."

Crime prevention?

I don't know what that means.

It also means testing beside gold and silver treasures.

"This way. Follow me."

It was really a different hall from the usual venue that brought me here.

None of the other exams come this way except me.

But there are many armed knight-like people by the entrance.

Is this' security '?

What the hell is in there?

There are also knights in the hallway inside the building, and when you see the martial arts stage even more, there are magicians in luxurious robes around it.

Those guys aren't, like, maybe court magicians or anything like that, are they?

One of the most eye-catching magicians.

From body shape, probably a woman.

I wonder why you use vague words like 'probably' or something, because you're covering your face with a vale.

Tall, maybe, good style, but all I care about is having a cane in my hand.

(Two...?

Should it be said that there is no duplicitous duplicitous flow?

If you're a character in the game, you definitely have a complex design wand in your left and right hand that the boss class is likely to possess.

The atmosphere alone seems strong to me, but apparently she's not the opponent.

Because on the martial stage, there is another person dressed in the tester's gear.

(But I feel like that wand wizard sucks...)

Looking at Mr. Trudy, he felt more nervous than me.

But she hasn't seen the knights or the magicians. Seems distracted by something else.

(... said! That guy...!

Near the martial arts stage.

There's that old man in a position where it's easy to watch and defend the ring.

Caspel Lombaut el Bailefeld.

A man with a pitiful brain, with the look of a mafia don.

Marquis Caspel sits quietly in his chair.

But the problem is around it.

Two more men are sitting in the same position.

Nobility takes care of 'place' one way or another.

Position of chair or in seating order.

But it doesn't look like they're putting 'seat differences' on the men beside the old Caspel.

It feels like I'm taking care not to develop a ning-roe sequence.

In that case...

"Are you an aristocrat of the same class (...)"

The only person who heard me whine was Mr. Tordi. She whispers and gives it back like this.

"The two of you beside Marquis Bailefeld are Marquis Claustel and Marquis Ventelshoven."

Isn't that the grandfather of the Third and Fourth Princesses?

There are all three of the marquises with only five in the kingdom.

That makes security tighter.

(No way those guys, they all came to see me...!?)

What are you doing to a civilian without a father?

"Hey, there you are."

In all this, it's Osama, who's good at palling, who cared for Villy when she was an opponent, who comes close with her hands up casually.

Sure, did you say something about Mr. Rossum?

I'm out of time.

"Oops. Alto Crane put. Ever since. You're still in trouble, aren't you?

With that word, I still think I'm the 'lead' here.

For example, for some reason, my village daughter is going to be doing the exam over here, so security is watching out for everyone - or something like that would have been nice.

(Or is the Marquis Claustel looking at mine, not my granddaughter's exam?)

Priorities for action make too little sense.

Mr. Rossum says to me with a bitter smile.

"Well, what is it? Don't worry too much...... I know you can't, but you guys shouldn't be talking, so focus on your exams."

He says that his position has only gotten great and remains the same as in previous galleries.

"Isn't that impossible," murmured Mr Tordi, beside him, as he spoke to himself.

The knights and sorcerers in the venue, while guarding the Three Marquis, see this one as a flicker.

If I were a familiar character, I might be blue at this point.

Is the opponent okay?

Looking over there thinking so, he was coming here on a small run.

"Hey, you're the famous Alto Crane Putt, right? I'm Dick. He's a practicing examiner today, and he's the victim of a cup eaten by Rossum's guy."

He was a magnificent man with cheeks.

He looks kind of lucky.

From the way it feels to be treated, is it a civilian?

"Whoa, Dick. If you're complaining, tell Tordi. This guy told me, 'Alt-kun's been badly hit by opponents every time, so please make him a decent exam officer at the end,' so I moved for you to be nominated, didn't I?

Is that a decent person?

If so, thank you to Mr. Tordi.

Mr. Dick glances at me with his shoulders.

"You went out with that Maweeful Parhauna? You didn't get hurt much, did you? I mean, you were alive, right?

Of the last exam, lazy Putzn witch magician, is he a dangerous person after all? Though I knew it wasn't.

"I confirmed the strength of the rumored prodigy, and this time they were going to call me a jerk, but I succeeded in screwing Dick's idiot with a critical"

You broke a bone, Mr. Rossum is a subtle doorman.

Meanwhile, Mr. Dick looks tired.

"No, no, you're not kidding, are you? You must have done some work to sell it to the Marquis, or you're planning something between civilians, because you got slapped in the pussy all the time!

Are you a hardship type person?

Whatever it was, I was relieved that it was.

I bowed to Mr. Dick.

"Uh, sorry about everything for me. And thank you for today."

"Oh, no. It's nice to meet you, isn't it? In a way, you're the victim around, too. I'm just gonna be careful not to let you get hurt, but as an exam officer, you can't get out of hand, so be prepared there, okay?

No, no.

You can take as much out of your hands as you want.

But he's a casual, easy person to talk to.

I'm really glad I'm not a weird opponent.

When your mind lightens, you can loosen your eyes to something else.

"Um, who has a cane in both hands over there, what is it?

I can't see my face in the vale, but I think you're obviously looking at me.

"Uh..."

Civilian magicians face to face.

Do you want me to say that my face is caught on, or do you want me to say that I'm laughing bitterly?

"Well, he's a great man."

And, Mr. Dick.

"For security reasons, too. I can't give you my name on your own. For example, the knights here can't tell you who's doing it."

Mr. Rossum shrugs his shoulders, too.

"Security reasons' also '? Is there any other reason to be here?"

"Alt-kun is really smart."

Mr. Tordi is laughing bitterly.

But he doesn't seem to tell me any more.

Mr. Rossum slaps me in the shoulder.

"Well, you can think of me as a kind of gallery. Unless you or Dick get attacked by the Three Marquis, you're not supposed to be doing anything."

"I won't!

The voices of me and Mr. Dick were spooked.

"Well, it's a joke to be attacked, but don't even think about fighting that woman by mistake, okay? I'm definitely a monster."

"Mr. Rossum, you're rude! Ma... Kohon, he's a very good man."

"I'm not talking about personality. I'm talking about combat capability. There are people in the world who don't know what to do with their hands. You're an imperial reaper, a black cleric, a wandering prophet. That woman is definitely on your side."

Are you strong after all, that wand guy?

Well, if you're not my opponent, it's nothing good.

Discussing that with Hisohiso, one of the knights was called to the Three Marquis, and then came here.

"I told you to start the exam immediately."

You're not going to say anything!

"Ahhh... This is why the great nobility..."

Mr. Rossum and Mr. Dick put the same line in their mouths.

"Shall we go, Alto? This is the situation, nice to meet you, okay?

Join the practical exam officer and go up to the martial arts stage.

If you will, this is not the last test.