Hey, Kanojo!
　Do you know who I am?

　I thought it might be possible to talk to him lightly, but I decided not to.
　The reason was obvious.
　The reason is obvious: Cecily is in the same classroom.
　I don't want her to think I'm a frivolous man, you know!

　Anyway.

Um.

　I called out to the silver-haired beauty.
　Only her eyes turned to me.
　Whoa, long eyelashes!

Do you remember me?
..........

　Oh, you don't remember that?

I do remember.
"Oh--

　You remembered!

You were the one who brought me to the medical bay at the academy when I was unconscious, weren't you?
Well, yeah.
Thank you so much for your help!
Well I didn't do anything to deserve your thanks.
No, no, no, it's not worth it!

　And he carried it all the way down.

Is that all you want?
What?

　The silver-haired beauty's gaze returns to its original position.
　She kept her gaze on the void and said to me.

''I'll tell you one thing ... you shouldn't get too involved with me.
..........
And helping you was just a whim. I wouldn't normally do something like that.
..........

　I was shaking.
　The silver-haired beauty glances at me again.

'What?'　Did you get mad when I thanked you and you disrespected me?　Hmph, but unfortunately, I don't ask for a thank you, and that's on your own--
Well, that's cool.
What... what?
"Mmm, that's really cool...!　Seriously, it's shivery...!
...What?

　The silver-haired beauty's expression crumbles a bit.

''Yes, I understand!　You know, the so-called lonely Lonely Wolf!
"Lonely Wolf...
Yeah, but a cool, beautiful woman makes you look cool!　Oh my goodness... 'I'm not going to fit in with the congratulatory idiots here,' the lone spirit!　Great!　If it was a certain real name social network, I'd definitely be pushing the button!
Esu, eh, eh, eh...?
If I'm not good at it, people will say I'm a kitchen heroine or something, but I like it!
Are you an idiot?
'What?　Why!
I've had enough.

　Somewhat dumbfoundedly, the silver-haired beauty gave her cheekbones again and fell silent.

　Huh?
　Did I say something to offend you?
　You mean Lonely Wolf was bad?
　Hmm, I see.
　After all, the silver haired beauty is also a girl.......should I have made her at least a Lonely Cat?
　That's more of a feral cat image, though........
　Mu.
　That was the time.
　Suddenly in my head, a God-vision descended.

　Oh.........!
　I see...!
　I can see...
　A beautiful silver-haired woman in a cat ear costume...!

　Not good.
　I'm moaning so much that I'm going to hug the real thing if I keep this up.
　Stop fantasizing!

..........

　Ignoring me, who was letting her peachy fantasy run wild by herself, the silver-haired beauty had completely gone into a mode of leaving me alone.
　Well, I guess it's bad to force myself to hang around........
　Maybe she likes being alone.
　But there's one thing--.

The...

　I called out to her again.
　The silver-haired beauty didn't look at me this time.
　But I didn't mind, I said.

"I introduced myself earlier in the morning, but once again. My name is Soraku Kurohiko.
..........
Hi, nice to meet you.

　No response from the silver-haired beauty.
　...........
　Well, it's just that I wanted to introduce myself to her properly.
　And it's out of line to ask her for a response.

　Yeah, for a guy who was a bocce in his previous world, I did my best.

　I look at the clock in the classroom.
　It's almost the end of recess I guess we're going to have combat class next.

Currier.
What?

　The silver-haired beauty unexpectedly opened her mouth.

''........Currier Versteen.

　I looked at her in surprise.

'Currier, Mr?'
...hmph.

　The silver-haired beauty - Currier-san didn't seem to have any intention of opening her mouth this time.
　The atmosphere of "You're already satisfied with this, right?" is exuded.

''.........''

　Wow.
　What is this feeling?

　I'm so happy.

　　　　　　　　　　*

　After recess, Instructor Josef came to the classroom.
　So we moved to a place called the Fourteenth Training Ground (I mean, a lot!).　(How many are there?!) .
　We were brought to a boarded-up dojo-like place.

　By the way, we changed from our uniforms to sportswear in the locker room before we came here.
　There was a wooden locker with a plate engraved with my name on it, and my sportswear was inside.
　Makina-san, it seems that she had made the proper arrangements for me.
　Thank goodness.
　The boys' athletic clothes are, well, just long sleeves and long pants, not much to write home about, not much to impress.
　At best, it would be a second set of loungewear after graduation when it is no longer needed.

　The problem is girls' sportswear.

　The girls' sports clothes were like fashionable tennis wear.
　In a word.

　It was a sight to behold.

　You can't expect to get a punchline because they're wearing some kind of spats... no, you shouldn't expect one... but, you know, if you're a boy, right?
　... well, whatever it is!

　Speaking of eye candy, it's Miss Cecily!

　Oh, Mr. Cecily!
　Didn't the person who designed the uniform and the exercise clothes already make it for Cecily to wear?　It's so cute, you'd think it was, you know, so cute!
　Oh!
　Now I'm really, really sorry that I don't have a modern technology cameraphobic smetophone on hand!
　The first time the boys (me included) saw you in your athletic uniform, we were united.
　We were all in the same boat, we were all in the same boat!
　I knew that even though we came from different worlds, we would still understand each other!

　What's more, the dark horse was Currier-san.

　All the boys (including me) were looking at Currier-san first, after Cecily-san.
　No, I've felt their eyes on me since the first period, you know?
　At first, Chimi and her friends were looking at this late arrival of Kurohiko, a super-natural wild boy, as if he were a rare sight.　Hmm?　Hmm?　I was snickering, but that was my mistake.
　Everyone was looking at Currier-san.
　A beautiful girl with a different vector than Cecily-san.
　I mean, even the female students were staring at her with eyes that looked at something divine.
　Curie-san is a big sister type, I understand.

　.........I don't know why, I feel like I've burned an amazing amount of wasted calories.

　Anyway, it's second period combat class!

　After lining up in the training hall, we sat down at the instructor's request.
　When we looked, we saw that in addition to Instructor Joseph, there were five other instructors waiting against the wall.
　What in the world is going on?

　By the way, Instructor Josef went into the room next to the training hall just now........

　And from the other side of the open sliding door, there was a clattering sound, and Instructor Joseph came out with a box containing many swords on a trolley.
　After stopping the trolley in front of us, Instructor Josef picked up one sword from the box and opened his mouth, tapping the blade with a peck.

'Well what do you guys think of when you think of a holy warrior?　You there, answer me.

　A male student is applied.

'Oh, it's me........well, I have an image of you using mainly swords and jutsu. And what you will see at ceremonies is a holy warrior wearing a sword.

　Heh, I see.
　Ah, but I'm glad I didn't get it!
　Well I don't know what the hell you're talking about, homeboy.

Good. That's the right image. I'm sure the government officials want the holy warrior to carry a sword for the sake of looking good.

　What is that?
　A normal spear is pretty cool.

But there's another reason why the holy warrior mainly chooses the sword. Do you know what it is?　Now--Fibruk.
Hmmm.

　
　His name seems to be Fibruk.
　No, the guy who acts in such a disgusting manner to a girl who asks questions out of pure curiosity is just Asaro, Asaro.

''.......It's because there's a possibility that the 'Holy Sword' or 'Demon Sword' will be given to you by the king or the knights. Or because of the possibility of finding the Holy Sword or Demon Sword in the Holy Ruins.
''That's right. I won't go into details about the holy and magic swords today, but when you think about getting the holy and magic swords later on, it's still more beneficial to be more skilled with swords than other weapons. Fibruk, thank you.
Hmm.

　Then, huffing and puffing, Asaro yawns in a boring way.
　For Asaro, it might be boring.

''Anyway, there are some holy warriors who have mastered the handling of various weapons, but in this academy, the first and foremost thing is to learn the sword first. So--

　The instructor looks at the students all around.

There must be some who are skilled in swordsmanship and some who are not, so we will divide you into three groups. So, from now on, we will divide you into three groups.

　No.

'The content of last semester's combat class will be based on the rank of that pair. So today's class will determine that pair.

　The instructor exchanged glances with the five instructors who were standing by the training grounds and nodded.
　Then he looked at us.

'From now on, you will each have three minutes to play a one-on-one mock match with the instructors there. Then I will decide which class you will be placed in.

　For a moment, the students are buzzing.
　And then I'm buzzing too.

　What?
　I've never even held a sword in my life!
　No, I admire it, though!

And for today's combat class, it will end when the mock matches for all of us are over. .........Yeah, we'll take a proper lunch break, so don't worry about that.

　Instructor Josef indicates the box of swords with his chin.

'You will fight with that sword. What? Don't worry. It is a sword that cannot kill. And if you let go of the sword, or if they say they are overwhelmed, or if I say stop, then the fight is over. Is that clear?

　The instructor clapped his hands together with a bang.

'Then each of you--take your swords!