Jitsu wa Ore, Saikyou deshita? ~ Tensei Chokugo wa Donzoko Sutāto, Demo Ban'nō Mahō de Gyakuten

Leaving the dorm with Liza.

"Morning, it's a beautiful day."

A beautiful girl with gray hair ponies was waiting for her in front of the front door. Illisphilia, it's Illis. On the contrary. Well, no.

"Meet someone?

"I was waiting for you. I don't think it's possible under the circumstances."

Right. You don't have any friends. Except me. I can't talk about people, either.

And Iris looked behind my back.

"What about that kid over there?

"A squire? Liza of"

"How can you be questionable? Fine. I'm a friend of Hart's and Illis. Greetings."

In some proudly offered hand, Liza looked at me once. When I nod, I reluctantly shake hands.

"Say hello."

As soon as I did, Iris' face was stretched out.

"... well. Well, if you're Hart's squire, that could be it."

Let go of my hand while I say something meaningful.

"By the way, Hart, what class are you in?

"C"

The look on Iris's face clouds.

"I'm A, so you're not with me"

"Hmm? A is the highest performing class, right? You were the top notebook, but your overall grades were critical, weren't they?

"Yeah. I was so strange too. When I asked, class division seems to take precedence over written grades. Besides, even if I said I didn't do well in practice, it seemed limitedly acceptable."

I don't know, but this guy would be amazing if only the magic level he stopped at went up. Expectations, Professor Tier said.

In the meantime, the classes are different. The building seems to be together, so I leave the guidance to the Illis, and on the road to the classroom with a small run.

"Who is she?

Liza asked in a whisper.

"You just introduced yourself, didn't you?

"Not..."

Liza told me to stare at Illis walking forward.

"Is that human?

Blue eyes glow somewhere demonic.

"... even with the Demons?

Liza made an eight-letter eyebrow.

"On the outside, I don't see any demonic elements. But there's something about the quality of magic… it's uncomfortable."

Is it even literary where I can't see it in my clothes?

But he tried to expose you to someone else once. Naturally it was the girl who hesitated, and the Demons would never try to do it.

But I don't care if Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah.

"Never mind"

"Yeah, no matter who she is, she's no match for Master Hart"

That's not what I meant.

As we spoke, Illis reached his classroom. A little peek inside makes me look like a lagerman. Leave before you find it and go to the classroom at the end of the hallway.

Turns out the squire just can't get into the classroom. I'm sorry about Liza, but I'll have her squash time there.

I said you can go home now, but it seems resistant to creep 'doors everywhere' by yourself.

Well.

The classroom is staircase and the teaching table is at the bottom. There were three rows and five steps of a long desk where the three of them seemed to be able to sit side by side.

I sit nearby the top door.

He was an old man who could not be held accountable.

My classmates seem to be watching me far-flung somewhere too, totally bogged down.

Everyone feels scared to touch the tumor or not stick to the hive.

Well, that's a lot of rumors.

Especially in the case of Schneidal's disappearance, my suspicions are raised that I'm involved. When I once ate a call in school, I've worked it out so far through an unknown.

Finish introducing yourself without difficulty.

I didn't listen to everyone at all. I'm going to be dropped from this class soon, so it doesn't make sense to get along.

"Start classes at the end of your introduction"

The incumbent began to distribute the paper.

"You guys have a sense that your grades are median, don't you? Can we go up or fall down in the future? You can generally judge that by the way you've spent your time since your entrance exam."

Hmm? Could this be it?

"What have you guys done since your entrance exams? If you've been lazy, you'll soon fall downstairs. Today, in the first class after school, let me measure your current strength."

That old man looks harmless to humans and animals. It's called a punch test.

But you don't even wish for me. Big chance.

If you don't swing this exam, you can easily get it certified as a fallout.

Students who were far away have given exam forms in such a way as fear. You don't have to be scared, do you? I'll be saying goodbye soon.

"Okay, let's get started"

With the signal, I looked at the exam questions excitedly.

............... is that it?

Again, read carefully.

Yeah. That's crazy. It's not so easy, is it, Colle?

It's the range that young Shall was learning in the first six months of his education in English. Sometimes it's a little harder than that, but I can probably answer with a sniffle.

A test conducted personally by Professor Tier just before school didn't tell me from the words in the question statement.

I see. I can read it.

I was threatening you earlier, but I can't accept that position. In fact, is it a stomach buildup that reassures everyone with a simple basic problem?

Praise and stretch.

I guess that's the kind of educational policy.

When it comes to it, it's difficult to deal with it.

If you've gone so far wrong with any simple problem, I suspect it was deliberate.

This is still Uncle Borderline's son. A little education is natural. Actually, I couldn't even follow my sister.

It is therefore necessary to identify the minimum level critical line for this school.

... roughly 60%? I'm talking about the right answer rate.

That should be considered about the level of 'I know it wasn't on purpose, but it's a bit...' in this school.

Hmm. You have magical power calculations, too. Making a ceremony is easy, so Better makes inadvertent mistakes in calculations to keep score down.

Hmm. Multiple combinations of attributes? While making people think it's confusing, it's actually easy to win this because the pattern is set. But this one can also be accidentally reduced by mistake.

Solve even. Put the pen down and review carefully. Yeah, it's perfect.

"Now collect the answer sheet"

I was far away in light footsteps, handing someone a piece of paper.

Eventually, all the answer sheets were gathered, and the director confirmed them one by one.

After one look at it, look around the classroom.

"You all look anxious. Was it too threatening?"

Hmm? What, guys, is it too easy to get anxious the other way around?

"The results are... not fragrant. The blank space stands out. Even if you bury it, it will tell you that there is a lot of misery."

His tenure gave him a mean grin, and then he went on with his face.

"This exam will also struggle in Class B. Is it going to average 50%, or something like that? Class A, on average, however, is expected to be 80%. You know what that means?

Yeah, I just don't know.

No, no, no, that? Like mine was super easy or something?

"Yes, the difference in strength between classes is bigger enough to go up. They've been drilling since childhood, including Prince Rias, and they're better than you guys think. If you're going for Class A, that's not enough for a half-baked effort, is it?

An old man who can't make a nihil grin.

"Among other things, you have about 60% correct answers. Accidental mistakes are scattered, but strength is a fine level to go to Class A now."

My job sparkles my eyes.

Why are you pointing that sparkling eye at me?

"Mr. Hart Zenfis, wonderful! Again, there are things that His Majesty the King only recommends. You should just be a little more polite in reviewing it."

The smile is surprisingly cute uncle.

"You were amazing, after all."

I can't believe we're in the same class.

"But you're going up right now."

"You wanted to be with me more."

A voice of great misunderstanding, rising from the people.

This is an elite school, right? Though at the middle level, are we all to that extent?

No, you're not.

Right, you know what?

I don't think the level of the people here is low.

I'm sure my sister was too good to break through this level at a young age.

Shull, how much are you......

"Hart Zenfis, I would also recommend you to me so that you can go up to class B… No A in the next study"

My sister is too good, so after school, in her first class.

I was highly regarded...