The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

For once, the school has instructed me to change into a moveable outfit, but I personally don't feel the need for it. I don't care if I wear it everyday. Therefore, move directly to the designated location of the practical venue designated by the school.

That's an oval reddish soil. In a nutshell, for example, where it is well maintained, should I speak of school grounds?

There were already more than two hundred students at the test site.

Now where are Satella and Aria? The crowd caught my eye when I glanced around the test site.

"I politely decline"

Satella bows down elegantly by removing the hem of her maid's clothes.

"I am the next owner of Count Usan's house!?"

A right-faced boy with golden hair trimmed to pieces turns his blood phase into a questionable one.

"Yes, I just heard that"

Satella leans (hides) her neck properly.

"Then why don't you eat as good as after the exam!?"

"Why do you want me to be present for dinner when you are the next Lord of the Count?

"'Cause you, you're a civilian, right?

"Yeah, I do, though"

"Then you just have to shut up and obey what we nobles say!!"

You finally swallowed up the situation, and Satella narrows her eyes with Sue.

So I told him to stop wearing made-up clothes about the time he took the exam. This is a study house attended by the sons and children of high nobility and bourgeoisie. Naturally, it is easy to imagine that students are overflowing with Itai children who mistake parental authority and assets for their own power.

"If you're a civilian in this empire, I don't think there's a law or anything like that that you have to eat with your nobility?

"Civilians follow the lives of nobles. This is the most venerable custom in our empire!!"

"It's such a habit first ear?

"I do! I, the nobleman, say. Definitely!!"

Satella exhales loudly,

"Let me be clear, then, why and why I refuse. I have already served the one with the title, and I have been strictly commanded by him not to follow the suspicious. That's why I declined your invitation."

"Are you trying to tell me that I'm suspicious?"

"If I heard anything else, I was wrong in the way I said it. I sincerely apologize."

To Satella, who suppressed her mouth and smiled with her sleeve (so), the boy mowed her face bright red with humiliation.

Lately, Satella has lost a lot of forgiveness. Is this also a negative achievement of my education? Don't get a little less confident.

"You, on behalf of the civilian population!!"

"That's a pre-identity issue. I'm not prepared to be turned down, and I doubt my sanity in inviting heterosexuals to a meal. How about we learn general common sense from scratch, called eye-opening remarks from above?

"You!!"

Students who look amused and sidelined by the heating up Satella and the boy mowing.

By contrast, when Aria noticed me watching the interaction between the two with a fed up face,

"Ah! Gray!

Wave your hands wide. Aria's guy, are you going to push me through all the trouble?

For once, I'm the guardian of Satella. Try to clean things up as soon as possible.

"Satella, stop. You'll be rude to them."

"But Master Gray!

Satella rebuts with her little mouth pointy. From Satella's point of view, I'm not convinced that I can be blamed even though I have no fault. She's stubborn (besides) and needs a proper explanation.

"Adolescent boys can't even speak to women without such a sluggish pre-construction."

Yeah. I used to be too... huh? I don't even know what this looks like. It's usually as reminiscent of the memory of a fragmented planet.

"Adolescence......?

"Oh, it's time to move from childhood to adulthood, such as the sudden changes in the flesh that begin when you're twelve years old and the sexual interest in heterosexuality that ensues from it"

"Is it a lusty interest..."

Satella looks at the boy who prunes, like she sees dirt.

"Become, come, you..."

Boo-chan pruning boy who ignites his face like a well-ripened apple (apple) and puffs his mouth.

Hmm, was that a little underexplained? The explanation of this hand to the children is extremely elusive.

"So I'd say that's instinct as a person. Interests in heterosexuality are equal to fuels of the species Human. Without it, a species called man will perish easily."

"Then does Master Gray have it, too?

"It's up to you. I'm human, too."

I haven't even been treated like a human lately, so I'm sad it's not convincing.

"You don't seem to be interested in me at all?

Yeah? Aren't the arguments a little off? Rather, it seems that the conversation is moving in a disturbing direction...

"Well, isn't Satella like her sister and brother (today) and, conversely, weird if she's interested?

……

Satella that doesn't swell (fudge) the poo and mouth. Shit, I can tell by the feeling. That one's pretty pissed off.

"Perfectly dug a grave."

Half-eyed, my neighbor Aria puts her arms together, yet she shares her thoughts without such an ex or child.

Impossible. Forcefully, we'll have to go back to the original default route.

"We'll get back to the subject. Adolescence is a time when spiritual development does not follow the sudden changes in one's flesh, and one in which one acts in various small embarrassment. Especially compared to women, men who are slow to develop are prone to it manifesting itself prominently. Blaming him is cruel."

Of course, people have an absolute reason not to tread. As long as we stick to it, we should treat our children with tolerance at this time of year.

"Okay. Some unconvincing parts arose, but that's it. I've said too much. Please forgive me."

When Satella turns back to the boy who prunes, she lowers her head deeply with her hands on her stomach.

"Yes, no, it's nothing..."

For some reason, he got a little sloppy, and the boy who pruned ran away.

Most of all, I was stunned with amazing eyes.

"Why was he mad at me?

Aria exhaled a deep deep sigh after seeing Majesty and my face,

"Gray's a mess. He's smart, but he's an idiot."

He made a rude remark.

At the beginning of the rendezvous with the two, Satella's mood had fallen to the ground, but after the exam she confirmed a tour to District IV - Rise, finally regressing back to normal.

"By the way, you guys got a good tail?

"I got it."

"Yeah, I guess I managed to bury it all, too. There wasn't much of a problem except for the last question."

Aria's words, the surrounding faces turn to us like a little.

"What? Huh? Hey, what?

Aria looks around and asks me what I can't even push.

"I don't know. Is magic better than that?

"Yeah! I figured it out!

Aria remembers [Fireball] and [Windblade (Windcutter)] by means of a magic guide. It's a burning blade, but as long as you can chant well, you can secure a passing score.

Above all, when it comes to martial arts, I hear Aria has been coaching Klama from an early age. Then it would be much more advantageous than a greenhouse-raised lady. The discipline exam at the Gate was that much of a question. Aria will be fine as long as there is no such incident.

A beautiful, blue-haired woman wearing a hat appears on her exam-like robe as she makes her final meeting.

"I'm Rebecca, the chief examiner, and I'm going to give you an overview of the exam."

As with the appearance, in a quiet rhythmic tone, the woman began to explain.

Even when it comes to explanations, students are divided into two groups, A and B, where A is magical, B is divided into martial arts to take the exam, and as soon as one exam is finished, the exam contents are exchanged and taken. Is that the place?

Apparently, I'm Squad A, Satella and Aria are Squad B, different squads.

"Bye. Good luck to you guys."

"Yes!"

"Yeah!"

I nod lightly a few times at the two innocent smiles, and I also travel to the designated magic test site.

"Put magic into this crystal."

"Yes!"

The short brown-haired boy in front glows red when he touches the crystal with his magical (shiny) face as if he were working on his destiny. The examiner who describes it on parchment paper and the brown-haired boy who poses as a gut.

Apparently, red is a fairly high magic judgment.

"Next, 344."

By the way, my name decided to push through at Gray Millard for the moment. Because assuming you pass, you have a half-sister Aqua or a half-brother Cliff. Because if the name changes, there will be suspicion.

"Put magic into the crystal."

I'm a little interested in what happens if I really put magic into that toy (cancer gu). But Satella has asked me to act thoughtfully before the exam. Perhaps we should discourage interest.

When I sat in the chair, I tried releasing magic in a reduced mood to try with my right hand palm against the crystal.

"Whoa!

The examiner's brunette youth retreats toward the sound of a batch and a splashing blue spark. The crystal stained it black at the end.

Could it have broken it? No, no, I'm only releasing a little magic.

The exam officer's youth, who had retreated to the corner of the room due to the awkward atmosphere, began to scrutinize the crystals as they came before me when they coughed heavily.

Examiner youths try all sorts of things like tapping crystals and trying magic, but after all, they don't even say yeah. When he exhaled a great deal of sigh, he declared a temporary suspension of the test and left the room. Ten minutes after that, the examiner's youth brought a new crystal.

"Now magic the crystal"

Ten and eighty-nine, the enchantment would have exceeded the capacity of that crystal. It's troublesome, but we have to worry about releasing as little magic as possible. Magic activation requires more than a certain amount of magic, but can be activated with slightly more or no problems. Besides, the regulation of magic power is not done only by magic consumption. That fact may have inhibited the precise control of magic consumption. Sure, this exam is hard to solve.

Concentrate your nerves with the palm of your right hand and release as little magic as possible...

Examiner looking at the black-colored crystal after sudden self-loss.

Is this still a lot? Perhaps this is not a test for measuring the total amount of magic (so on), but a test for precise control of magic release? So, this is some kind of intractable test.

"Shh, a little, like we're waiting"

Awkwardness is MAX to the sight of a lot of stabbing accusations from behind.

The earlier young man holds about three crystals and returns again. But the accompanying blue-haired female examiner was put in sight, and the students behind her ran upset.

"You, Gray, I called you that. Again, could you put some magic into it?

Rebecca, the chief examiner in a polite but unspoken tone, gives me instructions.

"Huh."

The control of the strength and weakness of magic consumption is ineffective. That, in a way, could be fatal. It's just the mood of a needle, but you get a chance. Even for me, I realized for the first time that I had such a weakness. I guess we should do something we can overcome.

Use your right hand for crystals.

Pay close attention and draw out your magic.

Bosch!

The crystals vibrate and stain black.

Shit! Another failure?

"Next, let's go."

Rebecca pushes me to play.

"Yeah, just what I want"

Touch the crystal and close the lid (eyelid).

Imagine the ocean. Fill a glass of water from its sprawling ocean. Such a delicate operation.

To confirm, the crystal was still stained black.

Is this still a lot? Next time, all you have to do is imagine something less.

Rebecca puts the crystal in front of me silently. When I grab that crystal unwrought, this time, I imagine a faucet. My interior is a reservoir, and I twist the faucet out of it and give it just one drop.

In the unnaturally quiet indoors, the crystals glowed silver as they slowly opened their eyelids.

"Silver..."

With a trembling voice, Rebecca laughs like she was played with a brunette exam officer who squeals so.

I can hear students blushing in excitement but frowning at Rebecca laughing.

"Hey, have you ever heard of silver?

"No, the lowest is white, the best is gold. It's close to white, and it doesn't mean it sucks."

"Woe to you, he must have fallen."

"Damn, how long have you been dealing with a falling out?"

Um, it was my mistake to fail to adjust my magic. Sure don't feel different about hindering other people's exams any more.

"Is that enough?

"Yeah, yeah, fine, fine. Of course. Gray, you need to take the next exam. I don't know, there's no point in testing any more."

A mockery flies from behind Rebecca's words.

I don't care if it's accepted or not, as far as I'm concerned, I'm more of a hockey with my weakness being revealed. There are many fruits in this exam.

"Thank you"

When I smile and bow my head, I walk out toward the instructed ground.