Kage no Eiyuu no Nichijou-tan - 105 Fifteen stories, "Gap."
“Mr. Hausen……?
Of the student council officers who showed up, Gran muttered when he saw the tall man.
I only knew Mira, the leader of the Eagles, but Gran seemed to know the man standing next to him.
“We’re just looking around. The impending competition festival is making the training of students even more intense.”
Says the man called Hausen.
The man immediately looked at me.
“You’re the first person I’ve met. I’m Hausen-Gregoria, the leader of the Lions.”
You know what, I was convinced.
It is only natural for eagle and lion leaders to do so because it is a tour of the competition festival.
As Hausen did, Mira also introduced herself to Gran.
Finally, a female student with long, light-purple hair who is habitual greets her with a raunchy grin.
“The vice president of the student council, at Shelia-Noran ~. Nice to meet you ~”
Named after a prolonged and unique tone.
To see from Mira and Hausen’s attitude, he would be an upper class student.
“Was it a bad time? Sorry to interrupt.”
“… no, it’s okay”
To Shelia, who apologizes, I said.
It’s hard to grasp distance. He would be an excellent student if he was also vice president of Builders School, but I don’t feel like Pierce Loch instead. Is it an act, or is it vegan? Hard to tell.
“The two of you are not in unscrupulous training, and I don’t think it’s a problem, but don’t dare let me just draw your attention ~. Fighting between students, of course, is forbidden. Even if it wasn’t intentional, if they get hurt badly, they won’t be able to compete at the competition festival, so be careful.”
When I heard Mr. Shelia’s attention, me and Gran each nodded.
That seems to be all I have to do. Mira follows Shelia back to her heels.
Meanwhile, Hausen spoke to Gran before turning her back on this one.
“Gran. If you want to participate in a war game, sign up for a mock fight early. Just before the festival, I don’t want to change my membership.”
“Roger that!
Hausen left without changing her expression to Gran, who replied in a prestigious manner.
After I see the back of the student union, I turn to Gran.
“Isn’t that guy named Hausen a classmate? Why are you using salutations?”
“Hey, there’s something piercing about it, so it’s gonna be a tribute.”
You look and feel alike.
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Tweets and Grans resume training again.
Shelia-Noran, vice president of the student council with a glimpse of the sight, leaked an impressionable voice.
“Those two look strong.”
Sometimes the preparation period for the competition festival was a waste of time for students of the first year of the High Ministry. Two of them have one of their strengths out of their heads.
But Shelia, two years in the High Department, was feeling more than that for the two of them.
That strength is comparable to the top among all students in the higher echelons.
“Mira, Mr. Hausen. Which discipline are those two?
Mr. Tweet is a general practitioner.
“Gran is also a general practitioner.”
Mira and Hausen each answer Shelia’s question.
“Uh-huh. After all, ratings are biased that the hero family is stronger ~. Those two, no matter what you think, are stronger than the hero family around there ~”
“I can’t help but have a difference in reputation and reality because it’s this year that I have a general discipline. I think that gap will gradually close.”
“Right ~. But then next year, students who will be enrolled next year will be fine, but now the students will suffer from prejudice for a while ~…”
Mira mumbled at Shelia’s words.
Even if inequality does not exist, if we recognize that there are (…) between us, then voter ideas will arise. The teachers seem to see it as a problem too, but it hasn’t been resolved in the middle.
“I can’t believe this is all the way around the students. Did anything else happen by the end of the day?
“I have a review of my security posture. There have been several reports of suspicious people near the school in the past few days.”
“Oh… that’s what happened too ~”
To Hausen’s words, Shelia exhales zero.
“It’s also a hassle to be in a big school. For better or for worse, I mean to get attention ~…”