86 * Nike Perspective

My friend is a brilliant witch, not even talented.

I've dreamed of joining the Knights since I was a little girl. When I was about to be attacked by demons in the past, it was the men of the Third Knights of the Kingdom who helped me to get there, and it was the beginning that I admired him, the benefactor of my life.

My parents had opposed me to stop because I was in danger, but I went into the Kingdom School of Magic with excellent grades, and if I also broke through the Knights' rigorous exams, I would no longer oppose them, and I took the liberty of deciding to go into school and go for the Knights.

It doesn't matter, my first love is from a Knights man who helped me back then.

I still remember the feeling that you stroked my back with your big hands.

Brave but beautiful, brunette male knight.

I may have a memory correction, but it's a good memory now.

It was largely because of the person that it did not become a memory of fear.

"I'll definitely be the best! This year!!

Dorm room.

Before the exam I always saw a nanary who was so intent, me and Benjamin laughed.

"You're number one over Rockman."

"I'd like Nanary to be an idiot..."

A hard-working and hard-working friend, Nanary.

I also came to school with the intention of being an excellent witch, but I understood as a child that there was a top up there.

It's not that I don't, or that I make heads differently.

She doesn't give up badly on anything anyway. End of the line.

Of course I know I have good memory, but I don't think that's genius.

I heard that it wasn't until I went to the village school building that I did my studies in earnest, but if I asked what happened before I started studying, I didn't get very good replies, and I was often told memorabilia worried about how it was going. I mean, it's not what she was born with, it's what she acquired acquired. Good memory is a gift of hard work.

So I've never considered my friend, Nanary, a genius.

Because she hates losing and gives up badly, a genius hard-worker.

"Hell is second again."

"Heh. He's a good magician."

There were no fewer voices to take over the nanaries.

Because it was born, I can't help it, I guess it's highly magical, so it's natural to do it.

"Second place again!?

She's sensitive to the result that you two are.

I don't get half as depressed after every test.

But only me and Benjamin know.

Even nanaries are definitely stuck at first.

I do something about it with the evil and guts of giving up beforehand. I don't know if success in magic is due to high magic or the truth. But seeing her at least triple her efforts to succeed, I want to tell those who are jealous of Nanary.

If you regret it, tell them to keep studying without sleeping at all for a week.

The horrible thing is Nanary does it flat out. I've tried to make him stop because it's bad for his health, but he won't stop.

If you hit a magic that you can't succeed in, you just read and fish books. Ask your teacher to teach you, and if you derive a path to success from a variety of perspectives, you enter the library and the arena.

Not very much, but I couldn't.

But I guess Nanary herself knows that if she doesn't, she can't beat a true genius.

"Fuck you! Ice scraps!!

"Because that doesn't work"

Sharp grains of ice are melted by fire.

A boy student lightly wearing a nanary with one hand.

His name is Alwes Rockman.

Genius, no human being could look better with the word.

"Brunel, do you have a minute?

"Yes?"

Walking down the hallway, a rockman with a face out of something like a pit entered his sight.

I always had messy hair that was clean and tidy.

Students around them who pass by avoiding the hole care about how it is, but pass by silently, not sneaking up on the untouched God.

Nanary dropped me into the pit, and I almost laughed at that look the other way around.

as much as I would like to ask you both what stirs up so much fighting spirit at the same time.

"I wonder what I hate about that"

The face peeking out of the hole is a smile unlike the grumpy voice.

If I think I got my hand out of the hole and elbowed myself in the hallway, I'll keep my chin on my arm and look up at this one.

I looked down at him as I reclaimed the textbook I held in both arms, and interpreted that, on my own, as meaning nanary.

There is no mistake in her choice as to the flow of the story.

"What do you say?

"Animals and stuff."

"Oh... I don't like haunted bugs, like he said"

"Thanks"

"Um, Mr. Rockman?

"I don't mind calling you anything else."

"No. Um, why are you bullying Nanary so much?

I asked the person in awe to listen on behalf of that straightforward, quick-fighting friend everywhere.

What good will it return?

I honestly don't think I'm going to respond, but I wonder how you would react to this question.

"Bullying?"

I think, ha, and I sigh heavily tired and meditate on my eyes.

Would you have asked such a tiresome question?

"Look, you're next to me, right? I bark so loud every time, I'm just trying to figure out how I can get rid of it."

Say that penis in a way that's like getting rid of a bug with a clump.

"Ha."

There was a missing voice between them.

Apparently, he's getting rid of it, which is what he says.

Though it does seem to break a bone for that raid from the nanary.

But.

Even when she's not closing in, you're just letting her out from afar.

Swallow the words and I went back to class.

And well, I tried to remember the old days.

"I wonder why."

"He's a corrupt man."

Benjamin and I sighed when we saw the two of them at a close distance where their faces and faces were likely to stick together at the counter.

I can't hear what arguments are going on because it's far from where they are.

I know we're usually in a hurry to see that, but we're used to that kind of sight and we just watch.

The same goes for what happened in the land of the sea, but often the two meet just fine. Even though we're two different people at work, it's like a magnet.

A lot of people sum that up in nice words that it's destiny inside, but from the person I'm sure it's a disgraceful word.

"Rumor has it that the captain is coming to talk about her engagement to Princess Degnea, but she often drinks here all the time."

"Huh!? Are you getting married?

"Not marriage, engagement"

"Oh, you're engaged. Heh..."

Within the Knights, the rumors were exhausting.

Because Princess Degnea, who has recently become the opponent of the rumor, has passed to the practice area and the cavalry of the knight, and everyone has witnessed her coming to see how Rockman is doing and giving him the plug, etc.

The person at the time denies having a relationship with the princess, no matter who hears it, but the princess was so obsessed with Rockman in a romantic way that she could see it.

I tried to ask His Royal Highness Zenon, but I couldn't raise the subject of my personal life while I was at work, and I couldn't listen.

But when I happened to be alone with His Royal Highness in the stable,

'Cause he's surprisingly vulnerable to pushing.'

and looking at the princess pushing her to the quarters, Her Highness was whining about such a thing.

I think I'm the only one now, and when I think about it, I ask His Highness.

'That will depend on the country's friendship. Alwes is a member of the royal family.' Cause he's a good old man, and he'll be sick and tired of talking about his hands these days. '

It was the first time I knew Rockman was part of the royal family at this time, but His Royal Highness has seen me acting crazy like that.

And then I ask you this, too.

"Can nobles only marry nobles?"

"Married? There are many strong blood obsessed people in basic aristocracy. Some say that mixed blood is not tolerated and noble blood, it is also noble work to preserve character. So as I've never heard of civilians entering aristocracy yet, well, extraaristocratic marriage is forbidden by law in the first place. They say it's noble inside, but titles, houses with the shallowest and lowest history of houses, etc., are rarely rejected from marriage."

"... it's a tough world, isn't it?"

"You like Alwes?

'Huh?'

'He's so much liked by women. Keep the nike.'

After that, His Highness went back to his quarters with a terrible mistake.

I heard what everyone knew about aristocratic marriages, etc., so maybe it seemed odd. It was a miscalculation that made me think that it was in Rockman's favor, but since it's about His Highness, I decide to think that I spoke with half the joke.

No matter how smart you are,

How hot from the opposite sex,

It's intangible in front of the problem of love.