Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

"Except for some students, all students in this college have grades 1 through 6, and they play league games within each rank."

Embraced by an old gentleman named Clive, Dean Tula Cleese drew a pyramid divided into six steps on the blackboard.

"This league is played twice a year with six months as one term. Those who achieve a 70% chance of winning in it will be promoted, and those who fall below 25% in two consecutive terms will be demoted.

In addition, those who meet the conditions for promotion in the first level will be given an entry battle - that is, an opportunity to earn the first stage. This early stage is a testament to the recognition of the Spiritualist Alliance as a professional spiritualist. And - "

The Dean of the College draws a whirlpool around the top of the pyramid.

"- Obtaining an initial stage and officially becoming a professional is an absolute graduation requirement for this college! Those who ask you to be in the first place by the end of the year, when you are 18 years old, will not be eligible to graduate and will be expelled from school!

The Dean of the College tells me to scare you, but about that, we all know the people in this room.

Everyone came to school knowing that.

"By the way."

Ask a question as Ruby balances her chair legs.

"How many guys can graduate? Because if you enroll in grade six, you can go up one every six months... erm... fastest three years? It takes that long, so there are quite a few guys who can't graduate, right?

That's a good question.

The college director with silver hair laughs happily at "Hihihi".

"On average, you can graduate about 10% safely."

... 10%.

Ninety percent of humans either fail to meet graduation requirements or give up on their way out of college.

"Oh, my God, you're 10% here. You're here."

"Well, I have 10%. Who can graduate (...)"

Hihihi, and the College Director laughed.

"After graduation, I work as a spiritualist for another 10% - that is, just 0.1% of the total."

One percent of the total.

Chance of one in a hundred......

"Question."

It was a big boy Gawayne who said that and raised his hand.

When the Dean of the Academy pointed his finger and allowed the question, he rose to discipline.

"Isn't that because many college students are not asking for jobs from guilds, but for qualifications of magicians to enhance their own reputation?

"Sure it is. Most of the college students are aristocrats and the purpose is to foil themselves. Bye, it's Gawayne McDonnell. What do you think guys like that do after graduation?

"Naturally, you will compete in a rank match sponsored by the Spiritualist Guild. The higher your rank in the guild, the more attention will be paid to the people and the more you will see in the aristocratic society."

"Exactly. Well, most graduates don't compete in that rank."

Gawayne was stuck in words.

"It's... it's the first ear. Why is that?

"I guess because I don't think it's useless to compete"

No use in appearing......?

"Students who make it through the rank battle early and succeed in the entry stage will compete in the rank battle while they remain in school. If you can get up to four steps, you can graduate early without waiting for your graduation age.

But the professional world is tough. Many students can't get up at all from the beginning. In the meantime, most of them will understand.

"I can't do it in this world on my own."

... It's a cold reality.

On the day of the strength test, I remembered the story my father told me.

"As a professional, the first stage is the lowest level. The same professionals who know how tough it is, or former graduate students, don't have to know it, and the general public there who don't know the real situation only thinks of it as a dozen tangled miscellaneous fish.

Nobility has a lot of pride. As humiliating as that would be, I wouldn't hold you in captivity for life as a spiritualist.

This is why I'm so proud to have graduated from the College of Spiritual Arts that nobility will be mass-produced to show off its core strengths. "

We were silent.

But it was not silence coming from anxiety.

I'm sure that's what we all thought.

I never thought I'd do that.

"Hihihi! That's right, I guess we'll just have to let Non have S-class, kids. I have a good face. You have an unconditional trust in your potential. Non loves a kid's face like that!

With a face that speaks of a favorite treat, the Dean of the College says.

"This college is a bug poison."

Words that could not be conveyed roughly to a child who could not even reach the age of ten sounded harsh, however.

"Children full of unfounded confidence devour each other, and only those who survive gain strength. In a place like that.

Sometimes my heart is about to break. But don't forget how you feel about that face right now.

Survive.

Survive and show me the same face again when you graduate. "

We replied very, very loudly.

"Well, that's it for today. Yikes."

You jumped off the stepping stone, and the head of the college disappeared behind the table.

No, I can barely see just the tip of my head.

The silver top of his head moved to the side, next to the table again, and the twelve-year-old acting teacher appeared.

"A get-together is also accompanied by a banquet in the evening with the participation of all the classes. Let's get you hungry. This isn't the last day you'll be swallowed!

"You just want to say that and Tula eats meat, don't you?

"Hihihi! Naturally!"

Silver-haired girl laughing at each other with an old gentleman.

Speaking of which......

"(Hey, Azerea)"

"(... what?

I'll sneak up on Azelea, who's sitting next to me.

"(Who is that grandfather? I'm very close to the Dean of the Academy.)"

"(Huh?... Come on. I wonder who...?

Don't you even know Azelea?

With the two of us tilting our necks, Ruby has also joined the conversation from behind.

"(Look, you're Jizzy and your granddaughter)"

"(But the Dean of the College is older, isn't he? That grandfather looks like a human being)"

"He's Mr. Clive Cleese."

The answer came abruptly.

It was Elvis.

"Clive...... Cleese?

"Yeah."

Elvis told it softly, as if it were nothing.

He's the dean's husband.

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We get silent, and now, once, we see those two.

One, silver-haired girl about twelve years old.

One, obviously sixty, old gentleman with total gray hair.

... sir?

... wife?

............................................. couple?

"" "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!?!?!?

The cry of my soul made a wooden spirit in the classroom.

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And at night.

A grand barbecue tournament was held in the student dormitory courtyard.

"Hey! Why do I have to take care of the fire!

"No, because. It's a hassle to use or fan firestones. Is it easier to cook with your flames?

"My flames are not for cooking. No!!

"Ah!? Hey, hey, hey, stop, lady! It burns! Because it's going to wipe out the charcoal!!

Azelea and Ruby are making noise by the net.

A short distance from it, Elvis had rarely corrected the meat stabbed on the skewer.

"I see...... Stabbing on a skewer makes it easy to eat without a table. I'm gonna study."

"So, Your Highness... Such a despicable thing, His Highness needs to be spoken of..."

"Oh, delicious! Mr. Gawayne, try yours too."

Gawayne is being pressed against the skewers in confusion.

So, I...

"Hihihihihihihihi!! I remember, I remember, Column Lieber!! Your father is such a bad guy to give up!! He's graduating safely, and he's going to grow up as a magician, except for himself - I didn't believe him either!!

"You wouldn't, Toula. Only you believed in his potential."

"Hihihi. Is that what you did? Forget the details. Wow!

"Ha..."

With Rachel, he was caught by an adult.

The college director with silver hair laughed at the wooden jock in one hand.

"I had no idea that fall would have such a clever looking child! I don't know who you are!

No, before that, I'm surprised there was a woman who wanted to have a family with a troublesome little kid who was the only one who gave up badly!

"Rumor has it that he married a Fiamma princess with the evil of giving up, so this must be a big deal"

Fiamma princess witch......?

Is that your mother's story?

"Um... was your mother someone special?

"Am I? What, are you not listening?

"It wouldn't be anything to tell a child either. I don't know where or who I was before I became a parent."

"Is that what this is about?

The Dean of the College tilts his neck.

Speaking of which, does this double age difference couple (super age difference in appearance age or real age) have no children or anything?

The picture of this silver-haired girl swelling her stomach, though modestly, only stinks of crime.

"Madeline, your mother, was a princess of a very closed tribe living in the back of the mountain. The guy in the column who spent his spare time there graduating from the academy fluttered and persuaded all the tribal elders to bring Madeline back as their daughter-in-law. That's how they hear it."

"First ear..."

Raquel shrugged as surprised.

It's my first ear too.

I didn't know that was how my father and mother got used to it......

"Then the two of us put together a combination, and as a pair of spiritual magicians, we braved our names.

Well, I may retire soon after a while. If I thought about it now, I would have stuck it in Madeline's belly. "

"Your father died and I had to inherit the house."

"Hihihi! He is the Earl. I'll make you laugh!

I'm sure the Count doesn't have an atmosphere.

I laughed when I remembered my father's slightly childish words and actions.

"And yet, well, oh man, you've spoken of that Fiamma tribe. He was so persistent. Hihihi. Madeline was bonded with it, too?

Persistent men say they don't like it, but they don't know that they can hit their favors straight, because it's not a bad thing. "

"Heh. That's what you thought when I was dictating to you."

"Become...! Don't do it! I'm not talking about Nong. Wow! I didn't mean to talk to you all the time, but I followed you!

The couple started flirting in front of me, but beside me I can only see the granddaughter of an old man and grandfather and son who enjoy communicating with their grandchildren.

"You two... how did you get married?

Raquel asked.

Sure, because the Dean used to be this elementary school style... and the man leaning on it... it's a case.

The dean blushed his cheeks a bit, shyly glancing away.

"... he got it wrong."

"Mistake......?

"I was a student at this college. I was twelve years old... enrolled when the age limit was critical. At the same time, I met Tula"

Twelve......

Oh, well.

"You mistaken me for the same student. Not a teacher."

"Exactly. Toula is a half, so you don't know what an elf is right away. There's a hell of a cutie! And I got up excited, and when I realized it, I was giving away a bouquet of flowers"

"Wah..."

Rachel covers her mouth.

A bouquet of flowers... wow, I'm twelve...

"Well when I say bouquet of flowers, it's chatty enough for a child to prepare. In fact, Toula didn't even deal with me."

"The flowers don't even add to my belly. I just thought you had a weird kid."

"But I'm just like your father, too, with a bad tach to give up. When I prepared a new bouquet of flowers every day, I found her and pressed her.

... No, I'm so young. Now I think it's a nuisance. "

"Meh, that's annoying! I'm afraid I've had trouble processing it, that!

"But..."

Raquel said.

"Ultimately, we got married... right?

The Dean of the Academy blinds me again.

Sure, I can't see any expansion from there to how we're going to get married.

"I told you I got a new bouquet of flowers every day, didn't I?

The old gentleman said, me and Rachel nodded.

"I was a child at the time. I didn't have much money to spend. If you want to buy a bouquet of flowers every day in that condition, you have to sell what you have.

That's why... when I realized I didn't even have anything to wear. "

"Huh?"

"What..."

No, let's find out! Before that happens!

"One day, for some reason, a kid who always pushes a bouquet of flowers got naked. I'm freaking out! He didn't even sell his uniform!

"College uniforms sell high. I could afford a week."

"In the long history of this college, you didn't just sell uniforms while you were in school!

It's like a flighty behavior that you can't peek at from your calm physical waist right now......

But.

"That's all I liked..."

Rachel represented what I thought.

The Dean deflects his face like a stubborn one, and begins to grumble over the jock's liquor.

Mr. Clive looked sideways at it and smiled gently.

"At that time, it seems you finally conveyed my feelings. Later I heard."

"Clive! Take your place, take your place!

"Yes, yes," Mr. Clive said, receiving an empty jock and headed toward the one where the booze was ready.

When her husband is gone, the Dean of the Academy snorts "Hum".

"... in short, it's just that I accidentally got my hands on my goddaughter. Uh, accidentally!

Shouting so as to delude him, the College Director accidentally laughed and looked at Rachel more.

"Nevertheless, it's Rachel. Isn't it strangely interesting? You look clear and still intrigued by that?

"Yes, no... nothing like that..."

"Hihihihihi! Be careful not to put your hands on my goddaughter, okay?

Eh.

Rachel glanced at me.

"... Huh. No way."

"You laughed with your nose!

It's a little dodgy. You sound like an idiot to me!

"Who's with such a child? Impossible."

"Hiccup! I can't even say that right now! Some adults have been spoken down by twelve year olds anyway!!

It's reopened!

The director of the college, who was totally jerked off, began to rake about how he had been otted by Mr. Clive.

Seeing this as an opportunity, I'm leaving the scene.

Rachel resented me. He was looking at me with his eyes, so I waved to support him.

Well, I'm finally free from drunkenness.

It's a class get-together in the first place, so you don't have to talk to your classmates.

Who shall I go to......

That's how I envision it.

"-J-Y-KUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!

The familiar voice and this familiar shock hit my back again.

"... that? Phil?

"I'm here."

"No, you're not here."

"It's over now. But I heard you're still doing this one!

... okay. You're the one who makes me wait alone.

Phil looked around with my back covered,

"Ahhh!!!

and shouted out loud, pointing to a human being.

It was Azelea.

When she freaks her shoulders out, she realizes she is fingered.

"Become, what? What is it?

"I knew it was the same class as Ji-kun! Jealous!"

"Oh? You, Mr. Filine...... Surely you weren't in combat, were you? Why are you here?

"If you do something weird to Ji-kun, you'll be angry! Ji-kun is my husband!

Engage me eh......

Nevertheless, it is true that you are ranting about something that stands out aloud, so we have come together to say what the face of the Battle S class is.

It was Elvis who first caught my eye on the girl snapping on my back.

"Jack. Who, that girl?

"Philine Posford, a freshman in Intelligence, my sister's apprentice."

"Sister apprentice?

Ruby responds to the word.

"Heh. That means another one of the rumored bandits crushed!

"Ho. That's pretty good, isn't it? Ho, ho, ho!

Phil abruptly imitated his own father.

Why not? I can't read your behavior even though we're all together.

"Phil, just get away"

"Uh."

"Uh, no."

Stepping off my back, Phil stood in front of the other four from himself.

And make me laugh.

"In Philine Posford - su! Intelligence Class A! Call me Phil!

"Nice to meet you, Phil"

"You're damned"

"What!?

Azelea looked shocked.

"Here, Phil. Don't discriminate, discriminate."

"I'm not going to get used to my enemies!

"You're an intelligence officer. It's also intelligence to get along with your enemies and extract information."

"Mmm... I don't know how."

It was Phil who allowed Azerea to nickname him, in the sense of disapproval.

"That's what I did when I saw you before... but why do they hate me...?

"I'm not sure either. I hear you're looking for a woman."

"Ha..."

She didn't even come to Azelea, where she was the same woman.

Elvis speaks to Phil with a smile.

"Class A in Intelligence? That's amazing."

"Eh. It's amazing. Wow, so I know everyone's name."

That being said, Phil pointed at the four faces in turn.

"Elvis-Kunz Windsor.

Gawayne McDonnell.

Ruby Bergson.

One with red hair. "

"Hey! I'm just looking!?

I laughed more and more.

Ruby in particular had a big laugh.

"Hey, one with red hair!

"Hey, stop! Don't try to be a nickname!

That's what happened when you met me, but Phil is so good at stepping into people's time.

While I'm doing whatever I want, I'm putting it in the wheel at some point.

I think it's a great talent for intelligence.

"Guufu. Everyone in the intelligence department likes rumors. In intelligence, you're famous for being the one with the red hair."

"What the hell is that! You've got more rumors!?

"Even the one with the red clothes."

"Is there only color!?

"Well, you, if you dress like that in exams, you will."

I wonder if it will.

"Hahaha!! What are you, a funny guy! It's very different from some head-on knight Sama!

"... some poor scumbag has apparently left the contents of his head in the slam"

"Ahem?

"What?

"Oh, we're fighting again already!

Ruby and Gawayne begin to stare at each other, and Azelea immediately enters arbitration.

You had a couple of times while I was gone, this flow.

Naturally, no matter how much Azelea says, the two of them have no sign of pulling.

It would be one shot if Elvis told Gawayne to stop, but apparently the prince thinks it's not that serious. It's a look.

It's hard work, Mr. Azelea or...

and so on and when I thought while determining the sight of a high view.

Nah.

And there was a voice from nowhere.

The moment everyone is distracted by it, gasp, a cat emerges from the bush.

"Wow, it's Mr. Cat."

Phil rushed over first, bent over and peered into the cat.

"What the hell is that, William?

Ruby cuts up the fight and peeks in from behind Phil.

Oh...... what Azelea couldn't do. Cats become great.

"What is a wildcat to the honorable College of Spiritual Arts...... You should kick him out as soon as possible. with that little big wildcat there."

"Ah? Who's the wildcat, Cora?"

"You were too good a cat. It's a rat mistake."

"Oh, come on, Cora!

I thought it turned into a new spark.

Azelea is just as frightened.

"No, Mr. Gawayne. I can't believe you kicked me out. I'm sure they caught me smelling like food. I'm hungry."

"Ha... yes. I'm sorry, Your Highness."

When Elvis brought the raw chicken he hadn't cooked yet, he put it in front of the cat.

The cat puts his face close to it and starts eating on the spot.

"Hey, if I feed you, you're gonna come back?

"Why don't we give him dinner again then? When you're really in trouble, you won't be punished for doing it.

... Well, it's not a good idea to leave much behind. "

That's... something.

I thought it was a human way of saying I was looking at something big.

When to apply and when not.

What the hell happens to people if they give too much?

Of people thinking about it, it was a way of saying it.

"Well, unless you mean to keep it responsibly. What do we do?"

"Pets..."

Ruby groans as she clings to the cat's ear.

"Honestly, I don't feel comfortable, but I don't know what it is to be left alone..."

"That's right. Poor thing!"

Phil looked pretty ridiculous.

"But okay? Pets in the dorm or something."

"That's right. And it's so easy to keep a creature."

"I don't care!

The voice, which was not subtly Lu Rhythm's turn, belonged to the College Director.

Soon it's been gudened, and Mr. Clive and Rachel are interfering with it.

"Just right -! Study that, too! Please, take care of that cat until he dies! You've got something to gain! Probably! I'm sure!!

That's so appropriate.

But the life of the college's supreme power came out.

"... it's settled."

Thus, in this student dorm, there was to be one more cat -

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Other faces rub the cat by what name.

Azelea, who was not in the mood for a ride, or even that Gawain, was in the debate in a way that countered Ruby.

I look at it a little farther.

Right around the corner, there was an Elvis figure doing the same.

"... Jack, you"

"Hmm?"

Elvis accidentally talked to me, so I did my gaze.

"I'm really surprised."

"What?

"When the exam. Besides me, there's someone else who takes second grade and wins the game."

"What is that? You don't know if you're praising me or yourself."

I'm praising you.

Elvis laughed lightly and looked me in the eye.

"Mr. Jack. From what you've seen, am I strong?

Whether Elvis-Kunz Windsor is strong or not?

I haven't known him for a day yet.

I saw the battle only once, and it was a moment.

But.

"- It's strong. You're definitely strong."

That was my, that was a false assessment.

"Right...... I'm relieved."

"Safe?"

"Yeah.... regularly, I have to check. Whether I am fulfilling my obligations…"

Confirm?

Obligations…?

What Elvis says probably only makes sense in him, I couldn't really grasp the point.

"... then, Elvis"

"Hmm?"

"From your eyes, am I strong?

With a little courage, I ask.

to Elvis-Kunz Windsor, the most powerful prince of genius.

"... I'm strong."

Elvis made it clear.

"You're strong, Jack."

That word echoes in my chest...

"... what do you think? Are you relieved?

"No... not at all. Not really, I don't feel it."

Raquel said. I think I'm stronger.

It's not like you don't believe that. When I was told, my heart shook when I was right.

But the fullness of it.

Soon after a while, it falls out like a spill.

I 'm-- really, are you getting stronger?

It's just that I'm a god-friendly, nothing-human being.

Really, could you be strong enough to protect someone you want to protect...?

"Then there's a good way."

Elvis raised my consciousness when I sank into my thoughts.

"You said you were strong. If you beat me, you're strong."

Its extremely simple logical structure crept into my chest, which just echoed Kuwa-kun.

When I look up - there.

There is a challenging grin, of the genius Prince Elvis-Kunz Windsor.

"Jack, who the hell is stronger than me and you?

At this point, I understood everything.

Me and this guy.

Jack Lieber and Elvis-Kunz Windsor are.

We can never avoid clashing with each other.

Everything is...

Strength yourself.

to myself more than anyone else.

- To prove it.

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The day after the get-together.

Quickly, a combination of this semester's rank league games, the first of them, was announced.

Me and Elvis' opponents are each older second-degree graduate students.

Azelea is also a fairly older third grade.

It only hits within each rank, and there are no freshmen in grades 2 and 3 other than us, so far the natural result.

But.

The other two.

Ruby and Gawayne are.

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Ruby and Gawayne exchanged their gazes only for a moment when they looked at the combined table pasted out on the bulletin board.

But there are no words.

Oral fights that usually happen every time didn't happen only at this time.

And the two of them walk away in exactly the opposite direction.

This is how they were noted where their gaze was concentrated until just before.

"First round of the third level league

Match number four. Match number five.

Ruby Bergson VS Gawayne McDonnell '

It's not until today that I can stay relaxed.

Yesterday, the Dean of the Academy said the true meaning of that word...

Every freshman will find out.