Their training continued late into the night. However, it was not long after the sun had set, and it wouldn't be wrong to call it dinner time.
　The two of them would of course be returning to the girls' dormitory on campus, so there was no particular danger. It's a good thing that the second magic academy, a prestigious institution, has a reasonably good security system, so it's even safer than outside the school.
　It's not that I'm not a fan of it, but I'm not a fan of the fact that it's a good idea to let the women go home after dark.

　Not that that's why, but Ars is in the middle of sending them on their way.

'Hey, watch the front properly,'
....

　It's no surprise, then, that Tesfia and Alice are walking dexterously, pinching each other's arms.
　They close their eyes from time to time, which is why they are in danger.
　But that doesn't mean Ars isn't gentle enough to teach them how to approach the obstacle.
　Gong!　A crash that shook the streetlights resounded in the evening.

''-----!　That's it.
'Are you okay?　Fear.

　I'm not going to be able to get it right.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time in the city.

''Hey.''
What?
They won't punish you for telling me.

　The only people this protest would have any legitimacy would be ordinary people other than magicians.

''Hey, if you're dealing with a demon, there's no way they won't attack you. I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what's going on. That's what makes it a good laugh.

　No rebuttal was voiced to Ars, who gave him a full-on disgusted look, but needless to say, it turned into an even sharper stare.

　

''Here.........''

　It's no wonder that Ars can't take a second phrase to continue with that building in view.

　As expected, Ars has seen a boys' dormitory at least once.
　........I don't know if I can compare it to that, but the security system is clearly different.
　It was made so that you couldn't even enter the grounds unless you passed through the authentication gate cum receptionist visible in front.
　The walls, which are so high that it's almost as if they're locking up serious criminals, are probably designed to warn people from the outside rather than from within.

　Tesfia and Alice completed the authentication with a familiar hand and the double doors slid open.

'Al, thank you for your time today. I'll see you at school tomorrow.
So, good luck, and see you tomorrow, Al.

　Alice thanked him politely, still calling him a little awkwardly, while Tesfia waved her hand lazily. As for Tesfia, the pronunciation of the end of the word has been raised to the point that the nuance of the word has become so strange that it might be a question mark.
　Depending on how you look at it, it looked like he was paying it off shrewdly, but the way he turned his face away seemed to hide his embarrassment.

　Disgusted, Ars cowered his shoulders.

''Next time when it's ready, this........i.......''

　When he was about to say.
　Tesfia took a step towards the dormitory and hit a soft wall. It was also so grand that she buried her face in her ample breasts.

''HABU!!!''
Matron!

　Alice looked at the person Tesfia had bumped into and screamed.
　Tesfia still had her face buried in the ground and was still mumbling something.

'That something ... I don't think the curfew has passed.

　Alice's feeble confirmation indicated that she was a senior.

　Her flowing black hair reached her waist, and her neat face had a soft smile. A face full of compassion that seemed to have nothing to do with rage.
　I immediately recognized it as a surface thing. There was little difference in height compared to Ars. It would be more appropriate to describe her as more beautiful than pretty. It's also a bewitching, seductive beauty.
　It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're looking for. That's why this senior student's smile is so fascinating to Ars.

I'm sure you'll be able to find it. Fear, Alice-san.

　Gentle words with a gentle tone of voice were spun from her soft face.
　Finally succeeding in separating their faces, Tesfia hurriedly bowed at the same time as Alice. However, her face was filled with a quizzical look.
　She said it was the first time in her small amount of school life that the head of the dormitory bothered to greet her.


　It's a very good idea to be able to use it as a courtesy to the upperclassmen, and Als suppressed the urge to rush in.

''How are you doing over there?''

　He urged softly with a somewhat waxy smile.
　In response, Ars opened his own mouth.

'I'm Ars Regin, a first year. I'm late for detention with the two of you.'

　It was a formality, a superlative line. Ars felt a different quizzical feeling about this senior student than the two of them. That's why he takes the first step in civility.

''........!　No, no, that's fine. The students here are very enthusiastic. It's like we don't even have a curfew.

　For a moment, I thought my gaze shifted to Tesfia and Alice, but it was quickly turned to Ars.

'My name is Felinella Socarrento from my second year,'

　He returned it with a hand on his bountiful chest and a bail. The gracefulness exudes from every move, which is fully reflected in the quality of his upbringing.
　There is not a single disordered gesture, only the hair hangs down in front of the face in a lustrous manner. Normally, this one movement would be admirable, but Ars is more paranoid.
　Besides, the family name "Sokalent" sounded familiar.

'You were a sophomore, weren't you?'

　It was an honest question. I had only assumed that it was usually the most senior student or faculty member who would take on the position of head of the dormitory because of the pressures of responsibility.

　Knowingly or unknowingly, Tesfia added a supplement to assuage Ars's scepticism.

'Felli is a sophomore and our school's only triple digit mage. We've known each other for a while now through family connections.

　For some reason, Tesfia warps her chest as if it were her own.
　It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with your family. It's not appropriate in these times to say that they have a title. The fact that the old and famous families have a deep connection with the military is one of the reasons why the aristocracy system still survives. The fact that they are aristocrats does not mean that they are not always snobby.
　The rank of a mage is largely determined by rank, and a high ranking mage is respected for that alone. Therefore, the dignity and pride of an aristocrat is naturally reflected in his or her rank.
　Those of noble rank represented as the House of Whatsappi show a commensurate ranking and have built their position in the military.

''I see, that makes sense.''

　Felinella looked down at Ars, who nodded deliberately, as if in humility.

''It's only 375th place, Ars-san (........)

　The fact that there are three digit mages in the academy is a strange thing. As I told Tesfia and Alice, the rankings fluctuate greatly depending on the defeat of the demons. While wondering, Ars was trapped by Felinella's words.

　Besides.........the way she said it was only a mere amount, Ars began to feel disgusted and certain.
　The prediction would have been largely correct. If it was a mistake, an apology is all that's needed, so there's no need to even count the cost.

''How is Lord Viziest doing?　I'm very grateful to you for your help in those days.

　At Ars's words, Felinella raised the corners of her mouth and smiled. Apparently, Ars's prediction was correct.

''Yes!　My father cared for Mr. Ars, too.

　Lord Vizaisto held the rank of general within the army, and Ars had previously served under him. That is, until he moved his command to the Governor, who took over the military power of the country as a whole due to his increased rank and accomplishments. (Formally, seven nations are charged with the defense of humanity, but on the surface they are supposed to be one nation protecting all of humanity, so ostensibly, great power Alpha is only one area. As such, the Governor, not the Marshal, is the supreme commander.

　Needless to say, Tesfia and Alice were taken aback by this exchange.
　But it was only for a short while.
　Tesfia recalls as she recalls, and then whispers an earful to Alice.
　Alice opened her mouth with a satisfied look on her face.

''Does the matron know about Al (...)?''

　After a moment's pause - the matron turned to Ars, including his solution.

'Of course I am aware of that. This is the first time I've had an audience with you in this way, but I'd rather talk to you than my father.

　As a nobleman, Felinella respects your audience and reverence, knowing Ars's ranking.

''But more importantly, Mr. Ars, do you have any guidance for these two?
Yeah, the chancellor forced me to do it.

　It was no longer the language he was using against the senior students. Felinella doesn't seem to be bothered by it either.
　Rather, her cheeks loosened as if she interpreted the shattered language as being that much more confiding.

''It's quite an enviable story.

　She puts her hand on her cheek and says glossily.
　I wonder if Tesfia and Alice could sense that there was some spine in his words.

''Matron, it may be late from now on, but you'll have to tolerate it.

　Felinella's temple twitched.

'Mr. Ars, please call me Feri,'

　It was a smile, no doubt, but I felt a compulsion in the sound of his voice that I couldn't refuse.

'Wow, okay. Then you can call me Al, too. And that's what you two call me, too.

　It only took a moment for him to make a happy expression at this response. It was only Ars who noticed that I glanced at Tesfia and Alice, perhaps as a senior student.

''I'm very happy to see you, but my father's face is also there, and there may be some problems if I call you by your familiar name. It's a good thing that we're meeting for the first time, and I'm sorry to say, but may I call you Mr. Ars?
Okay, okay.
''Alice-san, you can also call me Feri-san (...) or senior. I'm too much of a stranger to be the head of the dormitory.

　Tesfia may have already called it that, but for some reason she nodded along with Alice. This is because her face was smiling but her mouth was not smiling at all.

　I don't know if this difference in Felinella's response was out of respect for Ars's ranking.
　Ars decided that he did not need to be here as he had finished his business.

''Then I'll leave you here.

　I was just about to turn on my heel when a voice stops me from doing so.

'Mr. Ars, you're still a girl, so please don't be too late.
Okay.
'And also I wonder if you could take a look at me too, just occasionally.

　This surprised not only Ars, but also Tesfia and Alice.

'It's no different when you see two or three, but I guess it's really just sometimes.
Yes!

　Felinella replies with a big smile, an innocent smile for her age.

'Honestly, I'm not smug enough to see Feri approaching double digits either, so don't get your hopes up.
All right. I'll learn to live with it.

　His voice was bouncy for saying that.


　With that, Ars really started on his way home.
　On the road, he couldn't help but regret it. It's true that he wasn't in an atmosphere where he could refuse, but what it would cost him was undoubtedly Ars's precious time.




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　The next day, after school, was the last class of the week. Ars got through it peacefully, as usual (though it was only the third time he'd taken it seriously).
　This was due in no small part to the influence of Tesfia and Alice coming up to Ars in between breaks.
　Moreover, the change in the name of Al and the change in the name of Al may have had a positive effect.
　Initially, Ars and Tesfia were at odds with each other, but now they have come to terms with each other?　It can be said that the gazes of the people around them are becoming more reserved now that they are no longer so acrimonious as to stand on edge.

　........it should be, but the two men's good looks have a tendency to captivate the male students. That's probably why. The gaze directed at Ars has changed from contempt for those who are unwilling to do so to envy and jealousy, as if to say envy.

　The two of them were growing up, and their attractiveness as women would increase every year from now on. The potential for one layer of torment to be extreme is well in reserve.


　After school, though, Ars had already constructed a plan in his mind to immerse himself in research.

''Well I told you to come yesterday when you could.

　The narrowed gaze was directed at Tesfia and Alice.
　When I returned to my room, the two of them were already waiting at the door.

''That's fine, it's not going to decrease.
Al, please ... I need to improve as quickly as possible.

　It's the equivalent of independent practice, but with two people in the room, it's inevitable that they will ask you for tips and tricks.
　That means less answers. Mainly Ars's time.
　It is now hesitant to disregard Alice, who asks you to worship in front of her face.
　And besides--

　
　I won't distinguish them because they are girls.......but this is somewhat.

''I get it. I'll be blamed if anyone sees my arm that reddened.''

　The establishment of magical technology does not mean that wounds can be healed instantly. At best, it activates the cells and increases their self-healing power. Even so, it doesn't mean that you can't do something about it right away. It's a good idea to have a few mages who can handle the healing magic, unless you layer on a number of healing magic, but there are few mages who can handle the healing magic.
　It's not that I'm not interested in this, it's just that I don't like it. I'm sure they can heal a graze wound in a few minutes though.

　This technique requires the skill to synchronize the magic power of the practitioner with the magic power of the injured person. Since the magic power is originally packed with personal information, there are three different types of magic, but there is a moment when the balance of repulsion is maintained by matching the wavelength of the magic power with the three different types of information. It is possible to work on the cell itself by doing so.
　This is not a matter of being good at manipulating magic. It is an extremely fine technique on a cell-by-cell basis, something that should be called a master's technique.
　If anything, it's a different kind of technology than the two of them and Ars's magic power manipulation. Instead, the demand for it is immense.

　So if Tesfia and Alice's arms turn red any more, we have to wait for them to heal naturally.

'I'll see to it somewhat. In return, you'll stay out of my way.''

　They nodded as if they didn't even pause to hesitate.
　The door slid open and they entered the room.

'----!
What is this?

　Tesfia raised her voice, probably because the look inside the room had changed dramatically from yesterday.
　For Ars, he didn't understand what she was saying.

'Why do men think nothing of this?

　The piles of papers have crumbled away, leaving the ground strewn with scrawled papers. Even the long desks are filled with documents, and there's not even a place to put a drink.
　Just as Tesfia and Alice had continued in their rooms after the training was over, Als was the result of being immersed in research after that.

　They looked at each other and rolled up their sleeves.

'I don't know what you guys are going to do, but don't go off on a tangent. That's not clutter, it's the result of being efficiently organized.
No questions asked!

　Alice's cleaning skills were as good as those of a housewife who made a full-time job out of it, as she began to act quickly and efficiently. It was supposed to be materials that she didn't understand, but from their scattered positions, she got a general idea of where they were scattered, and they were cleaned and tidy.
　As for Tesfia........well, she was an aristocrat there.
　He had the enthusiasm to do it, but he wasn't very adept at it, though he may not have been a mess, but he wasn't very good at it.
　Even so, the fact that it was so clean to look at in just a few minutes made Ars feel more admiration than the sadness of being moved.

'Alice can do anything she wants, can't she?'
'Hey, I did that too!
... "Oh ... uh ... oh, I'm sorry, both of you.

　Ars took over before Tesfia could utter a complaint about being muddled.

'Can't help it. We'll see about that somewhat.'

　The two men may not have been looking for something in return, but they pushed together a delighted smile at Ars's words.