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Chapter 25

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Finally, the day of the entrance ceremony arrived. The ceremony itself was just long. There was nothing particularly worth mentioning. However, things weren’t so simple once we entered the classroom. During the entrance ceremony, the boys and girls were lined up side-by-side, so I hadn’t noticed. Emilia-san was in the same class.

“Ara? Kouta, you were a high school student?” (Emilia)

“Hey, Emilia-san. I’d say the same to you. I totally thought you were older.” (Kouta)

It was hard for Japanese people to tell the age of Westerners with such well-defined facial features. And they often had good figures, too.

“What’s this? Are you saying you thought I was an old hag?” (Emilia)

“No, that’s not it!? I just thought you might be, like, a university student or maybe already working!” (Kouta)

“Mm! In that case, I forgive you!” (Emilia)

Ah! So, she was teasing me. Did she notice that I was nervous? Or maybe she was trying to calm her own nerves. Well, either way is fine.

“You’re wearing a translation device, but that doesn’t mean you can read Japanese, right? Will you be okay with classes?” (Kouta)

“I’ll manage somehow. I’ve been studying for that too. And when it comes to important documents and stuff, I can just take a picture with my phone and use the translation feature, then fill them out.” (Emilia)

“Heh~ so there’s an app like that. If it’s free, I’d like to try it too.” (Kouta)

“Unfortunately, the app I use is paid. Though I’ve heard there’s some subsidy support.” (Emilia)

I didn’t know whether it was from Japan or from Germany, but since they’d made such a large-scale invitation to Toyota City, it made sense the aftercare was thorough. As expected of government-level initiatives, their scope and scale were on another level.

“After that, I told Oyaji I wanted the ‘Goblin Knife’, but he was like, ‘I’m not giving you any more allowance!’. That’s what he said! I mean, it’s a weapon to protect his daughter’s life, you know!? I seriously think he could do a little better! Don’t you think that’s harsh, Kouta?” (Emilia)

“Ah, well… it’s not exactly cheap, so isn’t it kind of understandable?” (Kouta)

Oyaji… Why does the translation come out like that? I guess it suits Emilia-san, but could the translator go with something a bit softer, please?

“Cheh~ so you’re on Oyaji’s side, huh?” (Emilisan)

“No, that’s not it. Oh! Didn’t you get drops from goblins? Why not sell those and buy the knife with that money?” (Kouta)

“It all disappeared into ramen.” (Emilia)

“Ehh… seriously?” (Kouta)

Really now, that’s so Emilia-san. If she stays quiet, she’d be beautiful enough to leave people staring, but I’ve seen her going on and on about ramen, so there’s no way I’m going to be dazzled by her.

“If you’re talking about dungeons, mind if I join in?” (??)

“Of course. You’re good with it too, right, Emilia-san?” (Kouta)

“Ah, I don’t mind.” (Emilia)

Standing there was a handsome guy.

With translucent white skin and a perfectly balanced face, his softly permed hair gave him a gentle impression.

Japanese… right?

“I’m Sumeragi Haruka. Well, both parts are kind of flashy, but if you don’t mind, call me by my given name, Haruka.” (Haruka)

“I’m Fujikawa Kouta. Please call me Kouta too.” (Kouta)

“I’m Emilia Schneider. If first names are preferred, then Emilia is fine.” (Emilia-san)

Whoa, someone amazing just appeared. An androgynous face, a feminine-sounding given name, and yet such an extravagant family name. What a strong character… Ah, this isn’t the time to be thinking that.

“…Sumeragi, is that the one that’s written with ‘white’ and ‘king’ kanji?” (Kouta)

“Yeah, yeah. It might sound like a joke, but that’s my real name.” (Haruka)

“That’s insane…” (Kouta)

That really is an incredible name…

If it were me, I’d shrink back and never be able to introduce myself.

“It’s not ‘Koudai’, huh. Is your ‘Kouta’ written like ‘many blessings’?” (Haruka)

“No, mine is written with ‘fortunate’ and ‘big’.” (Kouta)

“Not ‘slender and long-lasting’, huh. That’s pretty greedy.” (Haruka)

“Ahaha! Yeah, I guess so.” (Kouta)

“Muu, kanji is too hard, I can’t follow the conversation.” (Emilia)

“Ah, sorry, sorry. You’re right!” (Kouta)

“Sorry about that. Anyway, we were talking about dungeons, right? I’ve been interested in them too. I’ve registered and all, but I haven’t gone yet. My parents wouldn’t let me. But now that school’s started, I plan to go when I get some free time.” (Haruka)

As expected of a handsome guy, his topic transitions were smooth too.

With someone this good-looking, even as a guy, I can’t feel annoyed enough to say “go explode” or anything like that.

“So, you’re finally free to go starting today.” (Kouta)

“Exactly! Something like that. I’ve gathered a decent amount of information, but if I can hear first-hand stories, that’d be even better.” (Haruka)

“Yup yup! My stories are sure to be helpful.” (Emilia)

Oh? Emilia-san’s being really proactive. Well, with a guy this handsome, I guess it can’t be helped. And… why do you look like you want to talk to me? If you’re going to say you’re used to someone at Emilia-san’s level of beauty, then go explode, seriously? Even I wouldn’t hold back on that one, you know?

“Kouta’s stories are way too intense to be useful! I seriously thought he was from some special forces unit!” (Emilia)

“E-Ehh… Emilia-san, isn’t that a bit harsh?” (Kouta)

I was planning to support Emilia, but now it feels like I just got stabbed in the back… Don’t look at me like that with such a pleasant smile!!

“Hiding in the pampas grass to ambush, aiming for the center of the body from behind to disable the goblin… Normal people don’t say things like that, you know?” (Emilia)

“Why not? I thought about it carefully and refined it. It’s the most rational way to hunt goblins…” (Kouta)

“Kouta’s movements are too rational. I seriously thought it was a military tactic!” (Emilia)

“Kouta-kun, you’re amazing!” (Haruka)

Being praised by a handsome guy doesn’t make me happy! What are you looking so impressed for? The only ones getting excited over this are probably the girls from class gathering around…

Before I realized it, classmates, both boys and girls, had gathered around us.

Uwah…

 

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