Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

Finally, the day of the flux has arrived. Looking forward to it, but a different squad from Alan, Charlotte, and you, Ritz.

Almost surrounded by upperclassmen and full of awesomeness, but how dare you have Master Cain in the same squad! That's my followers! My follow-ups who seem lonely all by themselves? You'll never forget to follow me!

My squad is a group of about thirty. Relatively, he was assigned to a squad that performs legal flushing in the 'Devil's Forest', close to the school, a mixed group of first- to fifth-graders.

The exit of Wangdu continues by carriage, to get off the Wangdu on an unnaturally suddenly pounding hill, in a giant plate elevator of a power mage and finally escape the Wangdu!

Then again, when you go out to the suburbs swayed by a pre-prepared carriage, goodbye to carriage travel. Put only your luggage on the wagon and the students go for the Devil's Forest on foot. Maybe it's part of building strength, but I don't have anything physical in my regular classes, so a year or two of ladies, the boys seemed so spicy.

But my crew will move on. The wizard seniors form two rows next to the gatch riguard in front and back. Of course I have a teacher of pull rates!

It's such a kindergarten excursion tick that I was harassed when people would say, 'Let's keep hands on you next door otomodachi' along the way, but that didn't happen.

Next to me is Master Cain, 13, armed like Knight. All the students belonging to the Knights family, like Cain, wore protective gear like a claw with their swords.

When I asked him why he was armed, in case there was a flare in the junction, demons would come out, so it was to protect everyone.

A demon. He's like that bear, isn't he? I was trembling a little back in my old memory, and Master Cain laughed at me, reassuring me that that was rarely the case.

Oh, no, handsome! That's right, followers!

It's been a long time since I've been out of King's Capital and got a little tense, while immersed in the memories that I struggled when I ascended to King's Capital with Mother Koh, I walk in a slight chat.

Though I wasn't too tired of living in the mountains and having a strong ankle, they were quite a bit of exercise for boxed warrants and ways to breathe, and they were all in the snares around lunch breaks.

At lunch, it had already come as far away from the city, so there was no stylish cafe. It was a rocky place on a long idle meadow, each feeling like a break with lunch and drinks I was bringing.

By the teacher's story, they say it's time to get to the scene. I do see the forest already in the distance.

Spread the sandwich Mother Koo made earlier in the morning over her lap. During my excursion, I dreamed for years of eating my mother's handmade lunch on my lap.

Master Cain wasn't alone because he sat nearby, and when I was in the best mood for a moment of bliss, I could see something waving over here glittering from a little distance.

"Cain! You were here!

It was Master Henry who came as he waved. He's a magician, so he was in the lead group, but he seems to have come looking for Mr. Cain.

"What's wrong with you? Dear Henry."

Mr. Cain greeted the royalty with a smile and surprise at his mid waist.

"Oh, my God. Shouldn't we go to Cain's for some reason?

With such a refreshing smile, in a useless move, Master Henry lowered his back. Apparently we'd like to have lunch together.

"That's not why... the other wizards ate dinner together."

So that Master Cain doesn't sound like the people around him, he drops by and tells Master Henry that, and Master Henry says, 'Hey, don't worry about that,' in the atmosphere. 'Ha ha!' I laughed.

"I want to eat with Cain."

Saying so openly with the same royal smile, Mr. Cain sighs with a smile as he gave up.

"Okay. Then I'm a big man, and we'll all be snored out later."

"Always bad."

Around Master Henry's teasing tone and pounding on Master Cain's shoulder, I finally got my eye on him.

Hey, would you stop playing the man friendship theater by ignoring me? Will you notice me anticipating when to speak up?

"Hmm? This lady is definitely Hiyoko! Right, Cain, you were hiding from me because you want to be alone with Hiyoko!?

That said, I began to follow Mr. Cain's stomach with my elbow like 'this -'.

"That's not what I'm saying. She's a dear friend of my brother's. Of course, it feels like a dear friend to me, a sister."

That's how Mr. Cain had stopped Mr. Henry from elbowing, with a gentle smile.

"... Dear Henry, It's been a long time. I'm Lew."

I speak with full anticipation of the opportunity.

"Oh, long time no see, Hiyoko! You've been walking a lot, but you don't seem tired at all, do you, Hiyoko?

I tried naming him again just in case, but he's not willing to change it from HIYOKO calling.

"Yeah, because you're physically fit."

"Right! Sturdy is a good thing! I like it! Glad you're getting along with me as well as Cain!

Sturdy and I like it... are sturdy girls popular now?

In the meantime, alas - it's an honor -! Let's get things right by saying something specific.

With that in mind, Mr. Henry was trying to take my hand with insignificance, so no! Greetings from your prince stream 'Kiss the back of your hand' Eat the attack! And judging by the way, I grabbed a sandwich that spread over my knee.

Then your son put the hand he was sneaking at me back to his knees with insignificance.

You can't kiss the back of your hand with a sandwich on a boulder.

I ate a sandwich just like that with a mossy mossy.

The ensuing lunch ended peacefully as the conversation also bounced.

Master Cain and Master Henry seemed quite close. But I feel a little uncomfortable. I wonder what. Alan and Ritz seem a little different from your friendliness.

After all, I guess it's because Master Cain is a tribute to Master Henry. Perhaps it is extra uncomfortable because one Cain should be higher in the school year. Well, Master Henry is royal, so naturally.

In this school, what older people often say in Japanese schools is absolute! It tends to be more like the sequence of its students judged by their patriarchy and abilities as wizards than by the values that

Master Henry seems to be essentially the top of nothing scary in this school because of rumours that the family is at its peak, the magician, and his skill is super powerful.

Is it the identity of this discomfort that makes that top feel surprisingly casual?

Master Henry may be a bit of a kizzy, somewhat familiar, but quite a done man.