'Cora, Maine. Noah's gone off the rails again.
I'm sorry, Tesfia, sir.

　At the head of the trio, Maine lowered his head, out of breath. He was followed by Schulte, who followed him cumbersomely. As for him, he was made to be a chaperone in a complete clapper, so it's always like this. Nevertheless, he himself appreciated Noir's physical prowess and understood that he was far stronger than he was.

　So he knows better than any of the three that his explanations are useless. If Noir felt like it, there was no way these three would be able to stop him.
　And the third was a female student. The girl with long bluish hair and a bun on one side was a new student that Alice had assigned to her in the competency exam, just like Shults.

''It has Fiona on it, that's unusual.

　The voice that contained a sense of surprise rather than anger was Alice's. She was the most solid of the three of them, but only today was she slow to deal with Noir's outburst.
　That is also not a role originally assumed by new students, so words of scolding do not come to Alice like Tesfia did. It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them. The three of them just happened to be joined by Shults. He was approached by Alice, who just happened to be an acquaintance of his at the same lecture.

　In the blink of an eye, he was lumped into a group and asked to be a member of the Sokalent family, the top-ranked family in the university. As a nobleman, Schulte's family, who had just moved to Alpha, had no harm in keeping close to the Sokalent family, the reigning head of the faction. That was just his argument. In reality, he just didn't have the courage to say no.

　The schoolgirl called by Fiona and Alice braked with the momentum of the collision and bowed her head as soon as it came to a halt.

''Excuse me, Alice-senpai. I didn't expect you to jump off the roof.''
'Ahhhh, that's out of the ordinary in that area. I mean, you shouldn't do that even if you can, Noi-chan! It's dangerous for other people to copy it.
It looks beautiful in its own way...

　I'm not sure if I imagined the outcome after the fall, or if I imagined the outcome after the fall, but Tesfia immediately raised her voice to Noir who had such a boisterous impression. That tone of voice is still exuding something close to a sigh based on its predecessor, Ars.

It's not pretty. It's distracting just to imagine it!
Well that's just as well.

　A moment's pause, and I wonder if Noir saw the divergence of perceptions as Ars had before. The differences in the world he had seen in the first place would make the values fundamentally different. That's why Noir changed his opinion to the positive side. He didn't rub it in on himself, but rather released the words as a wall because they were incompatible.

　It's enough for Ars to understand himself, and he makes a distinction knowing that he's not only incompatible, but not even on the same scale with the people here.

'Noah, let's go. The commotion is corrigori, ka-ra... hmmm... commotion?

　It was Fiona who grabbed Noir's hand without hesitation. They belatedly realized that they were in this situation they were in now - at the center of a lot of attention.
　The feeling of being out of place arouses an unbearable urge in the freshman girls to stay.

　She felt like the chancellor of the school going up to the stage to address the whole school. I'm not sure if it's already too late, but I've decided that I should get away from this place first. I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about this.

You guys also pretend to be senior citizens a bit earlier.

　Fiona's unfamiliar voice and irreverent mannerisms towards the seniors made Fiona fly a sharp glance at the owner of the voice with a disconcerting feeling of astonishment and swirling emotions. Now, no one, even a third year, would be arrogant enough to make arrogant remarks to Tesfia and Alice. Fiona turns around, played back as if it were an emotional reflex action. Then she brought the figure into view and instantly stiffened.

'Of course!　I'm still a sophomore. I'm not quite there yet in your eyes, but I'm still one of the top students in the school.
You're right. In the sense of being older, you have to be a good example to the younger generation. You know, Fiona.

　Tesfia has a good point. It's easy to forget, but this place is an academy and has a different aspect to the disparity in rankings like the military. Rightly, this is a scene that can be seen in the military as well, but it is a rare sight in Ars's experience. The old system of seniority naturally survives, while it doesn't really apply to mages who go out into the outside world. In the outside world, the competent and high-ranking ones take command of the squad, so the discretion and care due to age tends to be considered unnecessary for close cooperation.

　And Alice is Alice, and for some reason she's hugging Fiona and starting to carefully stroke her head so as not to break up her bun.

''Se-senpai.........................and now. If you could just introduce me........

　Fiona's hand still wouldn't let go of Noir. Still, she asked Alice, wanting enough information to tolerate her own irreverence. I don't mind being petted, but there are too many eyes on me here, too many people. The naive idea that she would be allowed to do so because she was a first year was quickly changed, and the topic was diverted from the shame caused by the concentrated fire of the piercing gaze.

　But as it turned out, the answer was given without waiting for Alice's answer.

''A, a, Ars.......Regin!

　It was Shult who raised such a loud voice at close range. He usually just passes for a clear character, and this was the first time both Maine and Fiona heard such a careless voice.

''Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
... wait, wait!

　A chained state of depression. Fiona Fiona, following Shults, screams in a voice that seems to turn inside out and grabs Noir's hand and pokes him on one knee. As if dragged by it, Noir is also forced into a bending position.
　Seeing Noir like that, the image of Loki snickering next to Ars was reflected at the edge of her vision.

''Three idiots, why do I even have to be in this position!
Shh!　Don't say anything bad, okay?　Mr. Noir, just think of escaping this place somehow!

　Fiona, who was whispering in his ear, was taking this situation more seriously than anyone else. The other party was some single wizard. Whatever Noir had done, he was thinking that it would not be good for him to guess from the situation.
　That's why he bowed his head for starters. It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them. The image that Fiona has of a single wizard is a mere wizard, and that's a person far above the heavens for an academy student. It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them.

　You should treat them with the utmost respect. And yet, Schulte is cowering next to me as if he's dumbfounded. I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this by visiting our website.

　The main thing that made him feel serious to Fiona was the main thing that should be strange if he didn't follow suit. He also remained standing - his expression fixed his gaze as if he was priced against a single magician.
　The usually mild-mannered man was directing his gaze at the single as if it could be mistaken for hostility even.

　--Main!　What the hell are you doing?

　Maine didn't take in the voice that was spat out in her chest and didn't move slightly, as if possessed by a single mind.

　It was only the third time Alice had called out to her that she recognized the dumbfounded voice calling out to her, "Fiona.
　Still, Fiona couldn't respond to Alice's call. Desperately, she summoned the courtesy of a high ranking mage in her own mind, but neither such knowledge nor manners were available to her from the start.
　Her mind was starting to get confused as to which should take precedence in a case like this.

　Just after it seemed that all was well.

'Did you say Fiona? As expected, if you go that far, my safe and secure life is about to collapse... and Noir is at its limit.
What?

　Next to her was Noir, with her pulls and her knees shaking. She's at an exquisitely high, mid-height position, and it's only a muscle-building exercise for her. And more importantly, it was almost time for her to forget herself, since that was Loki, an insulting looking assassin.
　The scythe slowly stood upright and aimed at Fiona's arm.

''Will you let me go?　The arm I don't need is fine.
Don't think that kind of threat will work every time!
You wish it was a threat.

　Fiona retorted stoutly, but as she cut her gaze with Noir, who had a big smile on her face, what passed in front of her - between Fiona and Noir.

　The sound of the scythe's blade piercing the ground echoed, and Fiona quickly closed her eyes as soon as she could.

　But she wondered at the floating sensation of her own body floating up against her expectations. It was as light as a feather, and she was able to soar lightly.
　And then she was held from underneath, wrapped around her whole body. I don't understand the situation, but if I open my eyes and see the face of a single magician right beside me, I can't even speak beyond my bewilderment.

　The only thing you can be sure of is that the scythe is stuck in the place where you were poking your knee just now.

You're not going to be able to get away with it. I told you I'd deal with you if you just picked the right place.
It's not a joke, sir.

　So Noir swung his scythe with the purpose of cutting off Fiona's arm with certainty. It was with such confidence that Ars was confident that he would help Fiona. Although it was one-sided.
　So no one would share it even if he showed such a mischievous smile.

　Ars keeps Noir in check with Fiona - of course, it's not a matter of just intimidating her, that's exactly what she wants.
　Noir wants a rematch with Ars. It's a fight that will have blood dancing in it. That's why she only knows how to burn it up by clumsily continuing to aim for Ars's head.

''If you cause trouble at the academy you know what you're doing.
That's why I said it was a joke. You didn't have to be so angry.

　It really was probably a joke for Noir. Only someone who knew her upbringing...or perhaps only someone who had grown up in a poor environment could see that as a joke. Dropping an arm is only a joke to Noir, and that might be the sense of the game that she should avoid.


Hmm?　Well, that too.

　I think Loki's point, which he got in head first, should have been pushed aside if he was going to avoid it.　But Ars interpreted it as how long he was going to hold onto it, and he gently set Fiona down.
　For some reason, I'll put aside Loki's usual cold expression for now.

''This guy's amulet must be hard to keep up with.
'Hi!　Oh, no, not at all.......Thank you for your help!

　Fiona lowered her head with such force that she didn't have time to worry about her hair dancing. It was as if the shock of stopping her would result in a whipping.

　In fact, even to this day, Fiona had been so much of a handful for Noir, but she had never been able to carry it out. It was just a threat.......until now.
　So maybe that's why the current Noir, like a child out of his hoop, is just innocently happy to see Ars again.

''If it's called junior to those guys, it's not much trouble. I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not the only one. If anything more happens, as expected, I'll want to run away.
'Huh... ha!

　Fiona's off-point reply caused Fiona to give a light-hearted counterpoint, as if to her peers, and she immediately covered her mouth with her hand. It's not as if Ars didn't pay any attention to such a rude act.
　From her point of view, it was a moment of glimpse of the size of her vessel, but as a person in question, it's just a bother for her to have to deal with every single thing. Rather than that, if you were to make an eye contact with such things, you wouldn't be able to have a conversation with Tesfia or Alice.

　I've just escaped the crisis for now.

It's a good thing I don't have to deal with you if you're going to storm the academy.
Don't do it, sir.

　The lines that Ars would definitely have rejected if he had his fingers in his mouth, the lines that would definitely have been rejected by Ars had instilled a maddening fascination in all the male students gathered here. Although it was troubling that it was a magical trait that made him good at that kind of thing.

''Al, it's about time........''
Yeah, I guess so.

　Loki's words prompted him to have a prior commitment. They were still less than ten meters out of the research building, despite the fact that it had been long enough since the school's announcement.
　Based on the communication with the chancellor so far, the situation of delay gave Ars some bad vibes.

　Ars silently passed by the side of the new students who were left standing in a daze. He doesn't talk to them casually on their first meeting. Just as they passed between Schulte and Maine, they turned bodily to face Ars, but they couldn't find a word to say.

　''Hey, don't leave me! And Tesfia was the first to follow, and they were all left in a state of abandonment, as if they had been left behind. And then Alice, who was following Tesfia, looked back as if she remembered.

I'm not going to be able to get a hold of you. Oh, Fiona, please take care of the rest~
'Yes!　

　Although he replied as quickly as he could, Fiona herself knew that was not accurate. What was there to watch out for?
　It was easy to see why, since she was still staring at that single mage with such a trapped consciousness as if she were still in a dream.
　The highest rank as a magician is not only admired in this academy, but also in this academy. Since their ages are only one difference, Fiona reaffirms her aspirations as a mage so as not to despise herself. At the end of the path she's still lacking in knowledge, Tesfia and Alice are at the end of the path she's aiming for, and not long ago, Felinella, the top student in the school....

　A magician continues to walk, and I'm sure she's at the front of it........

　It was Fiona who inspired herself that she had to be more diligent.
　And then there's Schulte, whose open mouth doesn't seem to be closed as if his jaw has come off, and whose first word is called out in a tense manner for the first time. It's doubtful that he would have been able to keep them in view despite the fact that it was the perfect opportunity for him to do so.

　Later, Shults would waste a few hours on whether he should apologize for his feminine rudeness.


　And then.....
　Gazing at the distant harmonious air, one boy was ashamed of his immaturity. Above all, the profile she showed was a face the boy had never seen before.
　Unlike her intellectual image, it was one of innocent beauty that showed on her face.

　As if something had been said, her red ponytail bounced up and down violently, and a slightly peeling profile jumped into view. That's when something pricked the boy's chest.

　It must have been at the same time that the voice was immediately called out to him, so it didn't sting deeply. At least the boy's consciousness turned to the owner of the voice that had been called out to him as if it were a remnant.

'Main, let's go. We have to take Noir-san with us.
You guys really don't learn your lesson, do you?
'That's the line over here. I don't know what you've done, but we're going to take you in!
I wasn't just trying to kill him, sir.
..........

　The words made Fiona's face pale quickly at the words. It became cold to the core to the point that you might have mistakenly thought that you had caught a cold.
　It didn't seem to Fiona to be made a problem by Ars's tone of voice. Even so, it's a felony that can be viewed as treason against humanity at the stage of planning to kill the savior and hero of humanity, a person who is called that. He immediately turned his bleary eyes around to see if anyone was listening.

　If such disturbing remarks are repeated, there will be no place for Noir in the academy, and above all, the three people overseeing it may be looked at with a white eye.

　The next thing you know, there's Schulte, whose eyes widened to the limit for Noir, and Fiona sensed something in common in his eyes.

'Shults-kun, hold that one!
I'm on it!

　The two men retreated, holding both sides of Noir and dragging him away. Maine took the scythe-shaped AWR from Noir and ran after it at a small run, shrinking back.