In the staff room, Dr. Harshuge gets angry and asks about the battle history of how he protected his hair roots. Water magic on the scalp, light healing magic on the hair roots, use of heating magic tools to keep warm, sprinkle the living blood of hairy monsters on the head, etc.
Attrition warfare is currently underway to maintain the hair remaining on the side of the face, and if there is a hair root activator, he will buy it immediately.
In an explosion of unknown cause, he came to the principal and was taken to the principal's office. The principal was a male elf. She has fine silver hair, pointed ears, stern eyes, and a balanced face.
"Elie, I'll do the aptitude test again."
The elf principal said with a wand, pointing at the magic circle and six crystals on a heavy table.
"head teacher!?"
Dr. Harshuge sweats cold from the forehead of Tecateka.
"Maybe part of the magic circle disappeared and it malfunctioned. Come on, Ellie."
While the principal, Mr. Harshuge, and Madame Boris stared at me, I put my hand on the magic circle.
This time, I will adjust the magical power.
Then one of the crystal balls shined beautifully.
When I stopped injecting magical power, it flashed violently and disappeared immediately.
I glanced at Dr. Harshuge's forehead and immediately returned my gaze to the crystal.
The crystal has returned to its original colorless and transparent state.
When he sighed with relief, the principal of the elf squinted meaningfully, looked at him, and then opened his mouth.
"Hmm, okay. Ellie is a light magic class. Like Mr. Harshuge."
"Principal, isn't it okay for the previous test to be a magic circle failure?"
"There is no such person who has proper magic."
When the principal smiled thoughtfully, he took out the cane and gracefully shook it as if the conductor shook the tact.
When the thick body glowed yellow, the uniform and hairstyle were restored.
Mr. Harshuge and Madame Boris will be restored. I decided that it was because of my mind that everyone was looking at the shining bald teacher's forehead while the clothes were being restored by the principal's magic.
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When I entered the classroom with Mr. Harshuge, my classmates saw me all at once. Without worrying about my curiosity, I sit in front of the teacher's designated table.
He disappeared his expression, kept his anger in his chest, and looked around the classroom just before he sat down.
When is it!
Who is Bob from the Ricky family!
Don't you think it's free to make my Ellie cry? !!
The classrooms are semi-circular, and the higher you go to the back seats, the higher you look down at the classroom.
At the back of the classroom, a boy with dull brown hair and mohawk hair, sitting in the back seat, looked at me as if he was a fool. Probably that guy.
"I'm Harusuge, who is in charge of light magic for the third year. However, it seems that no student has changed classes. So, let's say hello one by one because it's the new semester."
A simple self-introduction of my classmates has begun.
This is very thankful. For the time being, let's make sure that the face and name match.
Already in the third year, there were many broken greetings because they were the same classmates. On the way, laughter may occur due to the greetings of those who are in good health.
I don't think I'll be a student again. It's youth. I have a strong desire to return to Japan soon, but I think it's okay to enjoy this fantasy. I believe, there's a guardian magic, there's a floating magic, there's a weapon nullification magic, and a student with round glasses and a lightning bolt on his forehead is flying around with a broom. That!
The Mohawk boy at the back stood up.
"I'm Bob Ricky. During this time, I learned" fire "and became a triangle."
Bob screamed, and about half of the class cheered, "Oh." If you look closely, you can see that he was a bad boy with dark eyebrows, clear eyes, a big smile on his mouth, and one in the class. It's not a bad face. There are some girls saying that. Perhaps he was happy with it, Bob finally laughed.
"My goal is to learn high-ranking magic this year. Nice to meet you."
When I sat down in parentheses, the girl started to scream again.
No, it 's not cool at all, right?
Did Bob notice his gaze when I was looking half-blinded?
"Don't look at it, at the edge of the fat," he said plainly.
Fuck….
I can't forgive you.
Elie and I are the only ones who can call Elie fat. I'm the only one.
When I returned my gaze to the table, the girl who was saying "I'm really ugly", "Bob-sama isn't looking at me", "Kimoi" and so on.
The main character of the surrounding girls was a girl student named Scarlet of the Circlet family, who appeared in her diary. The golden hair, which is close to yellow and stands out, is rolled vertically around the ears. He had a cheeky face that seemed to be very rich, selfish, and high-spirited.
Raise your chin and say hello.
"I will do my best to help you."
And so on.
Even nowLightning strikeThunderboltI wanted to let go of the vertical roll and turn it into a horizontal roll, but I haven't verified how much actual damage it has. Plus, let's decide the level of sanctions depending on how much you were bullying Ellie.
Bob is dead.
Repeatedly insidious bullying, he was pleased to play with a weak person like Ellie, and is one of the causes of the destruction of the orphanage. With that feeling, the sexual roots will be rotten anyway.
I'm worried about the whereabouts of the children in the orphanage, but I don't think I can go searching in such a state without information, money, or power. For the time being, I'm thinking of taking action once I'm ready to know the rules and circumstances of this world.
Let's give Bob a bitter experience.
Do you want to impose thorough sanctions mentally, physically, socially, and economically?
I don't seek pleasure in hurting others, and it's not fun. However, it is an unforgivable quality to be left unattended.
Those who are hostile and who cannot forgive at all are mashed.
If you do it, do it thoroughly, if you don't do it, don't do it, you will stick to what you have decided.
It's like my own rule that I got a job at a conglomerate company that is said to be a first-class company and sprouted in myself while witnessing numerous desires and failures.
Recalling Ellie's tears and looking at Bob's playful side, the thought of "I will not forgive the enemy" pierces the inside of my chest, and anger rises from my throat.
That said, I can't do anything now. Immediately organizing my feelings, I was thinking about that, and I was listening to Mr. Harshuge's words with a burp, without burping.
--Lean Lean Lean
A chime at the end of the class rang like the sound of a high-pitched bell.
The students are about to go home with their bags. Apparently, today it's just a simple homeroom.
"Hey fat"
When I took my bag and tried to leave the classroom, I was stopped by a swordsman's voice.