I don't need to eat lunch, my stomach doesn't growl and I won't die.
　I'm sure the same is true for Toa and the others, but to feel like a student right away....

　Well, we should be happy.
　We're all enjoying the student life.

What?　You have a lick in your mouth!

　As I was walking aimlessly to kill time, I heard shouting from around the corner.
　I'm using the magic detection I learned in class to check, and there are four of them.
　I lurked and looked at them to see what was going on...

I'm sure you understand, Patrick.　We need the money, hey, then go get it from your dad, you're the prince, you can do that, can't you?
I can't do it.

　There was a badly cut Patrick there, probably after being beaten several times already.
　That's not all.
　One eye is swollen, blood is flowing from the mouth and his eyelids seem to have been cut.

'....What the hell, you...

　I stopped lurking when I realized that I had stopped lurking and made an imposing appearance in front of those guys.

'....Nito.
Patrick, what's going on? You're a prince, why are you doing this?

　Patrick looked away.

'What, Patrick, do you know each other?　Just in time. Hey, can you lend me some money?

　In the four-year Heilkwaite, a batch in the shape of a cane on the chest - the number of them represents the grade.
　Three means these guys are in third grade.
　Why is this happening to Patrick?

'Hey, are you listening to me?　I said, "You owe me money.

　The man grabbed me by the arm.

"...let go.
Who do you think you're talking to?
It's you.

　When I realized that, reflexively, inexorably........

''........Heh?　

　The recoil from his swinging away snapped his opponent's arm.
　The student shouted at the sight of his arm bent in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

'Charles!'

　This one is called Charles Senior, apparently.

　The man grabbing Patrick's hair and lifting him up shouts.

'Charles senior, is that correct?'
"...you...
'Did the seniors do that?　No, Patrick is a classmate of mine, but, you see, he's bleeding from his face?　I mean, I'm asking if that was done by a senior citizen.
Shut up!
Pincer!

　The two men who were holding Patrick were trying to hit us.

'Would you be angry if they hit you?　This is bullshit....

　Countless white arms appeared from the walls and floor.
　They swiftly restrained the two upperclassmen who were closing in and one who still had a grief-stricken expression on his face.
　The three spread their arms as if they were crucified and stagnated in the air.

''This is........''

　Patrick's bloody, wounded face was startled.

'Patrick, I will teach you the magic of the Healer. And the one who kills his tormentors - the Wave of Erosion, the Disappearing Aura.

　A reddish-black wave - a sphere enveloped me.
　I gingerly approached the older generation.

"Stop!

　But I heard Patrick's voice.

'What's up?'
Don't do it, Nito...
...why?
'You won't be able to stay in school if you do. Besides, these guys are aristocrats. They'll be hunted to death after they leave school.
We'll just kill the whole clan.
Nito!

　Patrick's expression was urgent.

'It's all right, I'm good to go, I'm nothing.
You're lying.
I'm not lying ... even if I am. This is what happens when I'm weak.
Patrick...
It's my problem.

　I released the seniors and helped Patrick heal the wounds on his face.

"They were probably going to tell the doctor.
You told me to stop, didn't you?
What?
You're not gonna tell me?
'I am a prince. If I do that, Radshausen's name will go out of style.
Why don't you fight back?
I'm no match for them.
Are you afraid?
' ... yeah. Besides, we'd lose anyway.
.............right.

　I wondered why Patrick had gotten involved with me.
　I felt like I understood why this guy was alone in the classroom as well.
　Come to think of it, I understood this guy from the moment we had a little conversation.
　He's the same kind of person as me........

-- ''Second year Nito-san, Patrick-san, please come to the principal's office as soon as possible. I repeat.''

　An announcement different from the one the goddess was telling us was made in the school and we couldn't help but chuckle.

'Hey, I told you,'
It's too soon.
Now, let's go to the principal's office. I don't want to be expelled, and I don't want to have to call home.

　For some reason, Patrick was laughing as much as I was.

'I can't help it, no I don't have to. If only you'd done it back...

　I couldn't get the words out beyond that.
　Saeki didn't punch me in the face, but the sight of Patrick's scarred face reminded me of my old self.

'I can't blame you, I'll follow your instructions this time.
You do that.

　Patrick laughed in a matter-of-fact way.