The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels

Day one of experiential school, morning.

Karan, Karan, and.

The ringing bell can be heard much lower, louder and farther than the jewelry store doorbell. Crewe heard that sound, the pre-bell of the class, in the front row of the classroom on the third floor.

After the academic division process, the classroom, which was guided to and reached by the staff, was more than I expected. Because of its large appearance, I thought it was really big enough for a giant to put it in - on a horizontal desk, each tripod equipped with a chair.

Two desks in one row. Six people can sit, and that's one, two, three... five rows in line. Six is five, so thirty. It's a classroom where 30 people can take classes at a time.

But there wasn't that much in the classroom right now. There were ten kids as old as Crewe. Everyone has the same handbag because they got it in the Academic Division. Inside are materials and textbooks to be used in five days. We all meet here for the first time, between strangers...

But in the meantime, Crewe knew the girl sitting next to him. A very impressive girl with a red ribbon decorating her golden hair. She is coming to the classroom before Crewe gets to the classroom, sitting next to her, unaware, and continues to read the textbook silently.

To her like that, Crewe greeted her face-to-face.

"Nice to meet you"

And her head slowly rose. I can see something like difficulty from the look on his face, which is slightly lower in height than Crewe's, but tied his lips tightly, not even slightly laughing.

But.

"... ah"

You remembered that you looked familiar to Crewe's face, whose lips loosened a little. Knowing you remembered me, Crewe also loses his shoulder strength.

She and I met once elsewhere, before we got to this classroom. That's right.

"The kid who was crying near the Academic Division."

"I'm not crying!

I don't know the way anymore, I was just getting thinner. Although my lips did get puffy, it hurt when I was about to get a runny nose, and I hadn't cried yet!

Anyway, it was this girl who helped me there. "You, the kid who attends experiential school," he said, quickly discerning Crewe, he led me to the Academic Division. Though I didn't expect to be assigned to the same classroom - I'm glad - because there seems to be some classrooms in the experiential school that starts today.

I also remembered the name properly. In the middle of a proceeding in the Academic Division, I heard.

"It's Lee, isn't it? Nice to meet you."

"... Regards"

I thought to myself, don't remind me of anyone in reply to a motivated or unwilling reply. Remember my Lord, Sputnik, who shows no interest in things he is not interested in.

But you could have returned the greeting, so you're not supposed to be rejected. I'm relieved to find someone I don't know who I can talk to.

But then you knew I was an experience-school kid.

"You'll see."

"Wow, why?

"Because he's not in uniform and he's about my age, and then you, he smelled like country."

Country, smell.

"I'm from Liafiat City, do you smell flowers or something?

He said, "Stay like a countryman."

I try sniffing the sleeves of my clothes, but they don't smell anything in particular. I wondered what I smelled like once, what I would be floating around so much on this occasion - but the door in the classroom opened faster than it could be found out who the smell was.

Oh, so I look at you. One small woman came into the classroom from an open door and stood in front of the blackboard. Maybe, but I'm about the same age as Crew Lol, or slightly above that. She put her arms together in front of her body and looked over at the five crews, her eyes narrowed and she smiled.

"I'm Iris from the Graduate Division of the Crew Lol Jewellery School, where I will be your teacher for five days from today. If you don't know, or have any trouble, feel free to ask. Thank you very much."

Lee said "thank you," so Crewe greets him the same way. As it overlaps with that, so do the other kids.

When they were all done, the teacher grinned. And

"Now let's introduce ourselves to the students as well. The city you live in and your name...... and then whatever. Anything you want to talk to everyone about, anything you want to know. One at a time from Mr. Lieye in the deepest part, please, in order"

"Yes."

Introduce yourself? Crewe's heart bounced. I'm so nervous about introducing myself to kids I don't know!

but there are no shards, such as how upset he is, in the nominated lier.

stand-up. After looking over at the children, Lee looked straight at the teacher and

"I'm Lieye, a jewelry store employee, in the city of Viearton. In order to improve my ability as an employee, I am looking at formal admission to the Erkühr Gemstone School and participated in this experiential school. While studying gems, I would like to learn more about intracontinental distribution. In this experiential school, I hope to know the atmosphere of the school. Thank you for five days."

Seating.

"Yes, thank you"

Pussy, pussy and applause happen.

Crewe took Lee seriously, clapping the same way. Sitting like the original, when her turn was over, she looked forward in such a way that she didn't sigh of relief, she didn't lose her shoulder strength again, she just did what she deserved - her neck moved, and she saw Crewe. A strange, unpleasant look.

"... what?

"Um... and very splendid... it was an introduction..."

Suddenly, and even though the order was the first, I let myself be introduced well without moving - it was a heartfelt praise, but it didn't seem to pass on to Lee. You didn't mean to be praiseworthy for her in the first place, "What, it," she frowns more and more.

But Crewe was really overwhelmed by her behavior. Because

"So long, Mr. Crewe"

Dokiri. Called his name, his chest trembled again. - Because Crewe, he was very bad at standing in public.

More than a surprise, it's a chest ache that he's still here. Raising his fearful face, the teacher looks at Crewe with an unchanged smile. No words, but go ahead, and he was turned to his right hand, and Crewe rose out of the chair in notion.

"Oh, uh, um... uh"

Ask around. Lee and three students who don't even know their names yet, then the teacher's, five pairs of eyes in total, look at this one. My throat tightened all the time.

I'm from first. Who I am and what my name is.

"This is Crewe, a Sputnik jewelry store employee in Liafiat City. Uh..."

I wonder what else to talk about. Reminds me of what Lieye said in his introduction. What she talked about - what she wants to do in experiential school. What do you want to study? Why did you come here?

- I didn't think it would have been five seconds to think while standing.

"... Regards,"

In the end I couldn't think of anything and the limit of patience came.

Chitty, chitty. Hurry up and thank you and sit in the chair and the applause will happen just like it did when Lee, but that just followed the precedent and Crewe's introduction was not excellent.

Given the relief that his turn was over and the crude introduction to himself, Crewe dropped his shoulder disappointingly. I sigh as I hear the next student talk a long way about his reasons for joining "because my mother says I can go".

Originally I am a known person. I've left it to my thoughts to fly out of Liafiat City, but even the greetings are still cluttered up - humans aren't that easy to change.

"What's the matter, it's so hard"

"... nothing"

"Why are you saluting me?"

"Nothing."

Answer me - unexpectedly, I feel a foreign body in my throat.

The usual one. Hold the handkerchief by the mouth and cough a few times. Leae frowned, "Hey. What's the matter," he said. I was going to keep it down as much as possible, but would it have been noisy?

"My throat is weird... sorry"

"Nothing good..."

Eventually, Crewe slipped something out of his throat into a handkerchief pocket. The only thing that doesn't change is your personality. Even this physique, which annoys a lot of people, remains the same.

The music was inadvertently heard and Crewe looked out the window. Hi, I hear someone's playing on an instrument. The slight treble that arrives in the wind resembles flute or something like that, but I'm not too sure about the instrument.

Krew listens as if he were still practicing or listening to frequently uninterrupted unreliable music. If the Lord Sputnik had been here, he would have crooked his mouth and said, "Heck." That made me laugh a little bit.

Speaking of which, I imagine Sputnik, still young, wearing a uniform, that he had learned something in this school too. Did he, too, take classes from time to time among those he did not know, as did Crewe? Did I get lost or bothered? Or would you have never had such a problem and just looked straight at what you were looking for? Maybe so. - Because he's a strong man.

Sputnik, when he was still young, came to this school for the reason that he would be a jeweler. Lee said he joined the experience admission because he wanted to enroll in this school in the future and learn about the distribution and gems of the continent.

The only reason Crewe came here is because 'I want to help Sputnik'. What do I want to do for it and what should I do? All of which are vague.

Lee, who let himself speak clearly about where he was going, in the gaze of strangers, was very, very adult in Crewe's eyes.

"- Thank you very much."

Applause. While Crewe was blurry, it seemed all five of us had finished introducing ourselves.

Krew also applauds for being followed. When that settled down, the teacher said, "Yes, thank you." A little mollusc buried in the teacher's cheek.

"You've all attended this experiential school from many different cities, for many reasons. The teacher would be happy to make lovely memories in the last five days and return to your family."