I got an idea.



　Right there. Don't call me a loser.



　Anyway, I stayed up until late at night thinking hard to make it to the next day's practical class, which was my concern, and fell asleep, but I came up with an idea in my sleep.



　I guess people can't come up with good ideas unless they get a good night's sleep, right?



　And so, here we are at the .

　It's a challenging class in which you have to shoot at a distant target accurately and with a certain level of power.



　I tried to play the clunker in this first class, but unfortunately I was interrupted by a crow-like bird. My power was terrible, and I missed the target badly, but the remote control of the stone projectile was highly appreciated.



　I promised myself not to make the same mistake, and I've been dodging and dodging ever since, but not today. I have a secret plan.



　Ta-da!" He pulls out a magic gun.



"Oh, so that's the ejector-type magic tool you've been talking about. Why are you using it today?"



　Grandpa-sensei looks at the magic gun sullenly. I had never used it myself in the class, but Hurt C., my copy, usually had it.



"I feel that my magic power is limited. ......"



　I let my anguish gather at the base of my brow (or so I acted).



"No, no, no, you have the rare skill to control magic remotely. The power and accuracy will improve if you train hard in this class.



No, no, my magic level is 2. You can't do anything more than that.



No, no, don't be so down on yourself. You are still young. You are still young and have a lot of potential.



"No, no, the magic level has not changed since birth. It is impossible to overturn the laws of the world through hard work.



　No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,



"Anyway!　This is the treasure of the Semphis family. With this, even a magic level 2 student like me will be able to keep up with this class."



　I force myself to break it off and confidently brandish my magic gun.



　Hmmm. I woke up from a good night's sleep with a brilliant idea.

　It's just <> Operation.



　Even if I am so good that I don't have to go to class, it's my tools that are great, not me. But since I'm the only one who can use this amazing tool, I'm still special and don't have to attend the class.



　I'm about to show off my magic gun.



"Oh, so that's the magic tool you've been talking about. But I've never heard of such a treasure in the family of the Count of Zemphis.



　A silver-haired male student with a handsome face came up to me. Who?



"This is the first time we have exchanged words. My name is Alexei Gubeluk. I'm a fourth year student, nice to meet you."



　I didn't recognize the handsome man with a smile but no smile in his eyes, but I did recognize his low-pitched, good-looking voice.



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　The man who seemed to be the most important member of the mysterious group of masked students, the . He is a handsome man with a soft-spoken, yet massive intimidating presence. He must be very popular. And yet he's so intimidating in that wacky group. Too bad. .......



"May I see your magic equipment?"



"Oh, yes. Here you go."



　<, takes the magic gun and looks at it closely from above, below, and to the side.



"Hmm. When you put your finger on it and push it in, magic is ejected from inside of the tube.



　Immediately after he mumbled something like that.



"Mr. Gouberg, what are you doing?"



　Papycha tries to stop him, but he points the muzzle at me and pulls the trigger.



　"Scene.



　Nothing happens. No wonder. That thing only works on me (and Hurt C.).



"Is there a trick to using it?"



　Mr. Alexei asks me. No hard feelings.



"That's because I'm the only one who's contracted to use it."



"Hoh?　Only a contractor can use it. ...... It's like the "Supreme Seven Sacred Armaments."



"Hmmm... ......."



　He grinned at me, and I smiled back at him meaningfully. This is what I learned from the Internet in my previous life, when I don't understand something.



　Grandpa-sensei interrupted.



"No way!　The Seven Sacred Armor is the treasure of the world, not just the kingdom. It is unforgivable to entrust it to a student, forgive me for saying so.



"But two of the seven are legendary weapons whose shapes are unknown. It is possible that they lie dormant, unrecognized. Isn't that what he meant when he neither confirmed nor denied it?"



　Grandpa-sensei grunts.

　Is this going in the right direction or the wrong direction?　I'm sure it's for the better. I believe in the collective wisdom of the Internet.



"I'd love to see the power of this magic tool. I don't know.　Mr. Hurt, would you like to play a game with me?"



"Heh?　No, but this class isn't about interpersonal combat, is it?"



Of course we won't hurt each other. No, it's just for fun. It's not like we're betting anything.



　I thought for a moment that it would be okay if there was no danger, but then I thought better of it.




　I don't know much about him, but I think he is a very talented person. I don't know about the details, but I think he is a very bright person, and a very serious person who attends classes. What would people think if you were a little bit better than him?



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　No, I'm a nobleman. I'm more like a prince.

　Anyway, I have a feeling it's going to be hard to skip class.



　I'm going to show you the power of my magic gun without any comparison, and then I'm going to show you that <


　Okay, I'll decline.

　Like grandma's last will and testament or religious reasons.



"I'm sorry..."

"Go ahead, Hurt. It's a good opportunity to show them what you're made of, isn't it?



　My voice was interrupted by Lias.



"What are you looking at me for?"



　They look at me like I'm a jerk.

　The other students are also cheering. See, now you can't retreat any more.



　So, unfortunately, we have to play.



Let me explain the rules. There are five targets each. The winner is decided by the time it takes to shoot them all."



　It's a very simple rule. But it's quite difficult.



　It's not about hitting the target.

　My goal is to get an excuse to legally skip class. To do that, I need to win this game, not just win, but win hands down.



　There are five targets.

　It's only a matter of time before I shoot them all at the same time. But Mr. Alexei, who set the rules, could not fail to destroy them all at the same time.

　That would only give us an even rating.



　Think, Hurt. There's got to be a better idea to exploit the gap in the rules. Something ...... something ...................



　I was asleep for a second. I was up late last night.



　But it gave me an idea!



　I have an excellent idea to exploit a gap in the rules.



　Here's the plan.

　I fire five shots to hit the target and also shoot down (・・・・・・・・) Alexei's attack at the same time.

　The winner is the one who shoots all the targets first. So, I should make sure that my opponent can't hit the target.



　Alexei, you're a man of tricks," I sneer at him, but he only responds with a cool smile.



　What?　Don't tell me he's playing the same trick?　It's possible. It's the only way. Considering his confident smile and the fact that he seems to be the leader of a mysterious organization, he must be a very sharp guy.



　What shall we do?　What should I do?



　I'm having trouble thinking straight,



"Are you ready?　Then please begin when I raise my hand."



　Grandpa Sensei takes over as the referee, without taking a break from the class.



"Prepare ............ to begin!"



　Wrinkled hands lifted.



　Mr. Alexei seems to have chanted beforehand, and five magic circles appear in front of him.

　Don't be fooled.

　Just because there are five doesn't mean there will be five shots. It is obvious that something will be released from there to shoot down my magic.



　I ready my magic gun.

　But I have no countermeasure against him.



　I'm in such a hurry that I simultaneously create a myriad of invisible small wards,



　

　Zgagaa-ga-ga-ga--!





　The muzzle of the gun is made to look as if it spits fire, and the surface pressure shooting destroys all the targets (・・・・・). The momentum was so strong that even the soil on the other side of the target disappeared without a trace.



　Ha-ha-ha!　How's it going? I destroyed your target first. I win, right?　No?　What do you think of the rules?



　I looked at the teacher as if I was grasping at straws.



"Hawa wawa ............"



　He opened his big mouth, his eyes wide open, and he was trembling. I couldn't speak to him.



　Then I looked at Mr. Alexei. Are you going to complain?



"Nah, ah ......"



　Huh?　I'm shaking with my mouth open over here, too, aren't I?



　When I turned around, all the students looked at me the same way.






　So, do I have to attend classes from now on?　Do I have to attend?　DOCCHI!?



　No one can answer my question, Charlotte--.