Tettele~tele~.

　While humming such an up-tempo appearance BGM, Alice and Tesfia jumped out with vigor.

　The two who came out of the door of the training ground where a blackout curtain was drawn, and the two who came out of the door of that one compartment are posing in each pose back to back as if they had shown each other.
　Alice lifted her chin glossily and hugged her sword as she pulled one leg up. Depending on how you look at it, it looks like it's tucked into a valley.
　She made a licking gesture, revealing a bit of bright sword blade from its scabbard.

　The red-haired girl, on the other hand, held her golden spear with her arms crossed as she pulled her knees together.
　There seemed to be no shame, but the pose she had decided on was awkward.

''That's settled, isn't it?''

　I think it's a school festival offering, but it's odd in terms of timing.
　Yes, it's strange.

　Ars and Loki, who were waiting for the training, were stunned and left their mouths open at their appearance.
　Perhaps they have been hit in the head, but this kind of joke is not valid for Ars. He doesn't have the foundation for understanding.

''Hey, nah, nothing is set in stone!　I mean, it was Alice who said it.

　Tesfia doesn't break her pose to make excuses for where she practiced.

'Fear, as heroines, this place is.....Ugh, it's distressing.

　Alice forced her fingers into the cleavage, stretching her chest to take in the air as if she was struggling to breathe.

'That's why you didn't have to change your clothes, I told you, I didn't want to.

　Tesfia's gaze falls to the buzzing bosom as she casts her shade with a zoon. The fluffy, excess fabric is swaying. The twin hills that were supposed to be swaying were just making small hills.
　What was so sad that I had to be made to realize the reality.

　On the one hand, there was Alice, who was really suffocating and moistening her chest. Tesfia's clothes were too small for Alice. She's taller than her, so it's no surprise, though.
　It was too much to stay when I saw the fabric screaming in one area.

　In case you are wearing a uniform rather than training clothes with a high degree of skin-tightness.
　But.
　It seemed like it was only a matter of time before the uniform was damaged.

　At that moment, with a swift clap of his hand, Loki nodded, "I see.

''So you two have replaced your AWRs. And your posterior clothes.
No, it makes no sense at all.

　It would be impossible to explain the meaning of the word, and Ars can't understand it.
　I don't know if you can call it "student" or "youthful", but it's just a fun thing that is unique to female students.
　It's a joke. It's a break from the rigors of training, a way to vent.


　It's a break from the rigors of training, a way to vent and relax.

It's kind of fun.
Oh, I'll give it a try, Loki.
But I'm happy to trade clothes.
Yeah, so we'll have to come up with a trio of poses for them to decide on!
...................

　She refused to exchange clothes immediately, whereas she was completely unresponsive to the pose.

Tesfia's tsk, "Oh, that's fine," was drowned out by Alice's next development.

'Al, Al, look at you.'

　Alice was quite excited, perhaps because she was planning to play even Tesfia's character, or perhaps because she was borrowing Tesfia's AWR and uniform.
　Alice drew her sword in an oddly theatrical motion.

[Icicle Sword]

　The name of the magic is announced in a high voice.
　Frost gathers on the tip of the sword and ice cubes are born to form an arrow.

''.........Fia, what's the usual call?''
Well, I'm not saying anything.
So put out the coals!
I'll never tell you!

　With a hum and a light sound, the ice arrows flew away. When it hit the wall of the magic replacement system, it shattered cleanly and disappeared.

''It's just a normal [Ice Arrow], though.

　It was a tactless tweak from Ars, but Alice turned her nose up, quite satisfied.
　As long as she used someone else's AWR, there would be some inconvenience in the composition, but she was able to manifest the level of first-grade magic without difficulty.

　Alice's good at it, her face was given a taut and glossy look to her skin. In terms of the dissipation of frustration, she has completely eliminated it.

　As if to say it was her turn, Alice pushed Tesfia back.

''See, it's Fia's turn.
Uh-huh.

　Tesfia spinning a spear with unskilled handwork.
　The way he struggled with an unfamiliar weapon was just like an amateur.

　For some reason, the process of catching it by throwing it directly upwards in an acting style. The catching hand also became unreliable, taking care not to drop the golden spear.
　Even so, she was still able to - perhaps as instructed by Alice - point the tip of the blade above the heads of Ars and the others.

　She let the magic flow through her.
　Flush.
　Continuing to flow - a vigorous poke.

''Light God Penetrating [Sirisleit]!　Can you do it?!

　Oh, the surprise came from Ars. He knew he couldn't do it, but he was quick to tsk.
　It's probably because of his upbringing that he doesn't go as far as to slam the spear into the ground with his momentum.

''--!　It's fast and accurate.

　To Loki's admiration, Ars turned his cold gaze right to the side. Even though he was one year younger, he seemed to have been adversely affected by Tesfia and Alice quite a bit.

Why can't you do that, Fear?
The light system is special!

　Logically, Tesfia is the one who is right, but the way Alice is doing it is something that logical correctness cannot compete with.
　Ars stammering.
　Loki is stammering.

　The commander of the field, including the leadership, is now in Alice's hands.
　If the commander says red, white or black, it's red.

'If you show me this monologue every time you come out, we won't be able to start training forever.

　Ars nails it, hoping that this doesn't become a regular occurrence.
　If they're enjoying themselves, Ars can do either, but it's not good if they're serious about it.

　And there is one thing I've learned this time.
　Alice loves events. Small events that do not involve other people.

　For a small discovery, Ars gave an equally small accolade.
　He turned his petulant gaze to Tesfia and clapped his hands languidly with a crackle.