Ex Strongest Swordsman Longs For Magic In Different World

At the end of the lunch break, the fifth hour of class, which began, was still without anything in particular to say.

It ends as it is, just a little different than before when it comes to rest time afterwards.

My classmates stopped swarming in Aina's seat.

I guess there wasn't a change in Eina's condition, just in view of the lunch break.

He finally realized that he was tired and natural to blame questions from the first day of transfer.

Well, in fact, it is doubtful that Eina was really tired of that extent, but that's how everyone became concerned.

As a result, for the first time today, the seat next to Soma was liberated from overly busy situations.

Most of all, just because it's no longer too busy, it doesn't make a difference that it's busy.

"I no longer blame you for asking questions, but that still makes no difference to the fact that Eina is very popular..."

"Well, it's my first day at school, and even if I stopped asking questions, there would be a lot to talk about."

"I don't think that's changed much after all?

"No, he seems to be talking with care for once, and I think there's a difference, right?

Talking about that, as I was getting ready for my next class, I felt a gaze of something from Felicia.

Turn your gaze and tilt your neck.

"Hmm? What's wrong with you?

"No... Um, maybe it's your fault, but was there anything with Aina? This is true when she comes back at the end of her lunch break, but I still somehow feel like Eina is trying not to look consciously at Soma..."

"Ho..."

When it's something I watch closely, I leak a grunt with admiration.

Indeed, after the lunch break, Aina seemed to consciously try not to look at Soma.

I was almost certainly on my way back from the infirmary. I guess the conversation is the cause, or maybe there's something I think about where I'm having a conversation with Felicia unchanged without even showing a bare gesture that cares about what Eina said this way.

It's just that I'm bending a navel, it would be more like a sign of intent that I don't know anymore.

Nevertheless, I can't tell Felicia that as it is.

"There was a disagreement, something like that. In short, it's like a light fight, and it's not like you care."

"Really..."

I don't look convinced, but I just have to convince you.

There's no way this girl wouldn't care if she found out it was caused by Felicia.

That was not meant to be.

Well, in a situation where you don't know anything about what's going on yet... I'm sure you won't change your mind.

With that in mind, I gently shrugged my shoulders back to my eyes, who had stared at me for a moment.

The sixth hour still ended with nothing, and today's class ended there.

It may mean that it never turned into the class itself after all, and that you don't have to worry about the class itself.

Nevertheless, the day is just over.

I can't say enough that something won't happen tomorrow, so I can only be cautious.

Alternatively, there is no possibility that if you think you got into sleep today, you'll wake up from a dream altogether... well, you can think of no.

Already Soma has almost abandoned the possibility that this is a dream.

Sometimes I can't help thinking if it was a dream, but above all, this situation was too realistic.

If this was really a dream, I'm going to have to suspect that this is always a dream, even in real life.

Whatever.

"Now, let's go home."

"Well... Sophia tells me to come back as soon as I can today,"

"Hmm..."

The story was the first time I heard it, but I never had to say it because I saw the look on Felicia's face.

Somehow a hunch passes over its illuminated face.

I wondered if today would have been a special day and the response came to mind shortly afterwards.

I thought so, because I understood the meaning of Felicia's expression.

Apparently, it was supposed to be Felicia's birthday today.

However, the word "eighteen-year-old," continued to float, tilting his neck.

A birthday celebrated in two years of high school usually means it should be seventeen birthdays.

That means...

"Is Sheila Daily?

But the questions that arose were first left aside.

Where one or two questions have increased, now.

I have to think about it later, so I'll think about it at that time, so it's not a problem.

Besides, the original Felicia is older than a year old.

Then just because I was about a year older in this situation, there couldn't have been anything like that.

"Right...... I didn't say anything in particular at lunch...... would you like to stop by Sheila's classroom for once?

"Hmm... well, it's not that much trouble."

Seems like Sheila was with me next morning, so I thought I'd go home and say it, but she was still right.

And how many pairs Sheila has been in for years has been investigated in the middle of the conversation.

It seems to be seven sets a year and is a classroom by the stairs upstairs.

There was nothing wrong with stopping along the way, as it was almost in a good position to say it was on the way home.

Since we are already ready to go home, all we have to do is really go home.

But then, inevitably, we'll pass behind Eina's seat... and Eina won't even look at us one way, as if she were concentrating on her return journey.

It's something that Felicia alternates with a worrying face about Aina and Soma like that, but there's nothing she can do about all this.

Don't worry. When you smile all the time, keep going through the back of Eina's seat.

"See you tomorrow, Eina."

"... Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow"

I was a little surprised that there was a response, but that's just how much you're going to fix it?

Felicia seemed a little relieved about it and was greeting Aina again tomorrow with a relief look on her face.

Aina also returns a greeting - a small voice reaches her ear so that she can be confused by it.

- Be careful tonight.

That was definitely Aina's voice, but by then she had already returned to her homecoming.

Probably only you can hear yourself, considering the volume of voice you have right now.

Definitely deliberately so, and that's why we keep walking as if there's nothing soma or anything.

She also greeted Io, who was unmotivated until her return, and left the classroom behind… As she left, Aina stared at this one in her gaze toward the inside of the classroom.

The strength of that gaze is like saying this is really the last time, but Soma shrugs her shoulders small.

Apparently something's going to happen tonight, but on the contrary, that's all I figured out.

There's no big difference between not knowing anything and then Soma's response doesn't change.

Well, I don't know what to say, but I also know that Aina cares about this one.

But that's it.

While keeping Aina's words in the corner of her head, she only does what she wants.

Though she still felt Aina's gaze staring at her, Soma moved her feet home with Felicia.

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