I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World - 102 * Benjamin Fertina, twenty years old depressed

Wake up in the morning and wash your face.

When I had breakfast, I put my teeth on and started makeup.

Ready when you get to the tip of your lashes.

Wear heavier clothes than usual and jump out of the house.

“Naru-kun!

“Oh, yeah.”

The meeting place with Naru-kun is the city’s central square. Naru-kun is my work buddy and partner, and he’s my thinker.

Nal Satanas.

Though often called Satanas by everyone, it was about me calling them names.

Even though it was only about five minutes before the rendezvous time, Naru-kun was already at the rendezvous point. I’m sitting on the edge of the fountain with a snack in one hand, and if you ask me when I came, I’ll tell you just now.

Just now.

Those are the words I’ve always heard lately.

Naru-kun has been ahead of me every time for the past month or so, even though I’ve often been here to meet him since we started going to work together. I’m sorry the other way around if it lasts a month, and before this I came to the fountain 10 minutes ago that sometimes it would be nice for me to wait, and Naru-kun was here first.

It’s not me who’s early, it’s Naru-kun.

I don’t know why he started coming early, but I have half the confusion, a bit of a happy self. Could you have liked me at all? I wish I was.

But I know as much as I shouldn’t fall for it so easily.

I want to do something about this personality that interprets it all like it’s my own, although I sometimes wonder why you come early, why Naru-kun has snacks for two, or why you walk slower than before.

Today I want to believe that the achievements that I have unflaggingly claimed to have always liked are bearing fruit.

I plan to head to Hare today to keep my job in front of the impending Wall Hernus in a few days. Three years after graduation, we’re already twenty years old.

I also somehow aspired to be a demon because my parents were demons, but now I think it was sincerely good to be a demon. Naru-kun is a demon, and money is good. If I work, I earn only what I work for, what I work hard for. I have been educated to tell my parents not to let anything go wrong, so I am grateful for recommending that choice.

My middle name contains the middle name of my two great-grandmothers, and both my paternal and maternal grandmothers say, ‘Let me in my grandmother’s!’ ‘No, it’s me!’ He rubbed a lot when I was born, then he put two in and became Meda Lilith. Because she’s my only daughter. I think she grew up much adored.

My friend works in the hare I’m headed to now, and that friend is a special friend among friends.

I mean, he’s my best friend.

My best friend’s name is Nanally Hell. From her school days to the present, she is a girl close to Naru-kun who sends letters and plays with her.

I used to see a lot when I went to find a request at work, but now I don’t see much.

It was reported with pleasure that I started working at night from last year’s twilight when Naru-kun and I happened to go to Hare, where there was a nanary who worked at noon hours. So I rarely see it only during the day, but if I go at night, I can see him. I felt like I had to work hard too when I saw how well I was doing at the reception.

But then, when I saw the nanary, how was her vibe? felt like it had changed.

“Something wrong?

“What?

“What is it? I thought you were prettier than before. Have you become a woman?

“I am a woman ~!”

Though I thought she was a pretty beauty, I might have to add the word ‘beautiful’ there lately. The contents are masculine and fashionable. It’s a long way from the word nanary, but it looks enviable to me studying beauty and fashion twice as much as a person.

A friend of mine. It is definitely becoming feminine.

I’d like to know if there’s a reason, but he hasn’t changed since this happened. He just said there might have been just a little more invitations from guys to play.

I doubt she’s even a woman beyond blunt. If she says so, I’m sure that must be quite a few.

I remember the old days.

That’s for sure -…

The class is over and I leave the classroom with my bag.

I hear Nike still stays because it was daylight.

“Fertina”

“What is it?

Unusual.

When I went out into the aisle, that rock man came out of his way to speak to me, not to nanary.

When a boy with a good face speaks up, he gets somewhat thrilled, even if he’s not someone he likes.

I’ve only talked to Rockman through nanaries. We don’t have a common topic, and we don’t have important business. In the first place, he can’t even get close because he himself is usually surrounded by women.

So I won’t put it on my face, but I’m pretty surprised right now.

“Could we even go to the healing room?

“Yes, to the visit of Nanary”

Five years, season of light.

Nanary apparently exploded a giant ice ball during a practical skills class, and the fragment descended on herself, causing a bloodshed. It’s hard to pierce yourself with your magic. My regular girlfriend wouldn’t be such a jerk. It was a class-by-classroom class, not a magic-type class, so I wonder if it was the result of Nanary’s vacant attempt to show it to him, either sticking up with Rockman again or unilaterally.

“Can I have this delivered?

“Homework?”

It was a few sheets of paper that were handed to me. It contains magic formations and spell ceremonies.

“My teacher asked me because I’m next door, but you or Brunel better give it to me”

“But”

“You deserve it, but you can’t blame people for jumping and kicking.”

“No, let’s go together – yes!

“Huh?”

They laughed hard.

This woman must have thought you said something annoying.

“No, I’d like to go with you, but the destination is the healing room.”

“Isn’t that nice?”

Pull Rockman’s arm gougingly toward the healing chamber.

Pretty imposing, but Rockman, famous for not treating girls underneath, can’t waver when they do something so forceful. Except for the nanaries.

Because of this, let’s stick together a little bit at this time.

If you let me go as a sympathy, I might honestly thank the outgoing nanaries as well. The trouble is that you’re close enough to fight, but they don’t think so either.

Although I don’t know how he feels.

“Ha, ha, ha.”

“I wish I’d gone there.”

As I was crossing the aisle, I saw Naru-kun walking in chatting with his friends from the other side.

I try to speak up with my usual habits.

“Ah, Naruku”

“Wait, Fertina.”

He is suddenly drawn to Rockman with his hands on his hips.

It was a very close distance to walk.

I was so surprised.

“Sometimes you just have to make him jealous as baked”

“Yakimochi?

Naru-kun to me?

Seeing me as a pocan, Rockman chuckled like a prank.

I can’t measure how familiar I am with women’s minds. Are you asking a lot about me because I seem to be close to Naru-kun? Even if not, most of my classmates know I’m after Naru-kun. I guess that means Rockman is one of them.

“Yeah, but”

“It’s okay.”

Rockman calls Naru-kun “hey” as he is, passing beside him with me and Stasta.

I couldn’t see Naru-kun’s face, but he looked funny, and Rockman put his hand on his mouth and laughed.

It’s not just the exterior, I thought I figured out why he was hot or admired.

“Now that kid is Alwes’s favorite!?

“Tell me it’s a lie!!

But instead, the gaze from the girls pierces me.

Nanary was made to realize if she always stood this gaze.

“Nanally.”

Get in front of the healing room and open the door.

While there were a number of bedrooms with curtains, I heard a reply saying yes if I called my name. It was the third bedroom from in front.

Is the teacher absent or not at the desk?

If I called out because Rockman was here too, I could hear him squeaking, although he roughed up his voice gee, but if he was delivering his homework, he had no choice. It is the same.

– Shut up.

The curtain opened.

“Huh.”

“Huh.”

Me and Rockman’s voices overlap brilliantly.

“Hey, hey, nanary! Tell him to put on his jacket and then get out!

‘Cause it’s Benjamin and Rockman.

How dare there be a nanary in upper body underwear.

The white skin was uneven and the thin shoulder straps seemed to fall off.

Did the injury heal thanks to the healing teacher, cuts and blood are not seen in the body?

I’m glad it’s not a big deal.

… No more than that.

“Rockman is a man!

“Yes, but you’ll be used to seeing it, and you’ll be fine from what I’ve seen”

“What!?

If you look at Rockman, you have somewhat of a distant eye. Are you stunned by this child’s idiocy or foolishness, or are you feeling vain that you are not even aware of this as a man again?

I talked about “Rockman is a man,” “Rockman is not good even if Nanally is good,” and “Insanity,” to make Nanally’s consciousness change once and for all because he’s pathetic, but it’s not. I’d be a little embarrassed if I were another boy, but Rockman is different, and so on.

No, it’s not. What’s the difference? What?

What’s wrong with Rockman in a nanary?

“Are you stupid?

Give a round of applause in your heart to Rockman, who frankly said so next door.

“Guidance, if I shook that head, wouldn’t it make a crisp noise?

“What? Excuse me!

I’d better tell you more.

Soon after, however, Rockman shut his curtains shut and left the healing room.

“Nothing. That. Oh, he was bringing me homework. I’ll say thank you later.”

The way you say that and laugh is no longer a boy, not a girl.

When the hell will the day come when Nanary will be a woman?

Somehow it made me sad.

Remember, I sigh.

Now I worry more about myself than I worry about people.

I do feel that Naru-kun is becoming kind to me.

But there are three of my six companions out in Wallhernus, all of them bigger and older than me. When we get together in company, Naru-kun sometimes leaves me, and if I go inside trying to get along, they all do well, but I don’t like the way he puts his hands on the shoulders of other women and turns his hands on his hips.

I don’t hide around that I like him, so they often ask me why I like him.

Appearance, of course, goes into the reason I like it.

That’s all? Someone says.

‘Cause I had no choice, I was super fond of it.

I knew my personality later, but I liked big tits, I liked older, I had a sexuality that was no match for me no matter how hard I tried. Besides, I like women, but they don’t care how much I say.

Still, I like it because one of my buddies snuck up on me saying that he was somehow trying to keep me away from dangerous things (because he didn’t want to get me involved in dangerous things because he was hiding from going to the tournament), but he’s not honest, but he’s always beside me.

And when you’re fighting demons, you look great.

“Sometimes you just have to make him jealous as baked”

“Yakimochi”

“Benjamin? I’ll leave you.”

“Oh, wait.”

But I’m twenty years old, too.

You can’t just wait forever, it doesn’t start.