That match was at an incredibly high level......"
Tatsuya used the ending signal as a BGM and said in exhilaration.
The match itself was a completely one-sided affair.
His comment on level was in regards to the magic used as well as its application.
Especially Hattori, whose skillful use of magic techniques was enough to prompt him to hope "Miyuki learns a thing or two from him". (He didn't say "he could learn something", because he had arrived at the conclusion that he was incapable of imitating that level of skill.)
Tatsuya never overly underestimated Hattori. Even though he had defeated the man in a match, that was only because he seized the initiative and got under his guard. Tatsuya recognized this from a completely objective perspective.
Compared to Magic Power, his magic application was even more skillful. Tatsuya already had an inkling of this given his many opportunities to see Hattori in action.
Still, that earlier display of might honestly exceeded his expectations.
(I am still a long ways off from getting an accurate read on others......)
"Next match will be the finals."
Utterly ignorant of Tatsuya's mental struggles, Honoka innocently opened up.
For her, it was only natural that the Student Council Vice President boasted great skill.
The word "natural" shook Tatsuya out of his reverie.
Isn't it only natural to not read others accurately? He was only a high school student after all.
Tatsuya's mental status was still stuck in his persona as the Special Lieutenant from the Independent Magic-Equipped Battalion from last night and it was only now that he reverted to the high school student Shiba Tatsuya.
"The finals begin at 1 PM, and it's a little early for lunch......"
"Will you take us for a few cold drinks, Onii-sama?"
"Agreed. Ice cream would be even better."
Hearing Miyuki's suggestion, Shizuku swiftly assented.
He had no duties as a technician today.
Nor did he have to worry about any hindrances from any criminal organizations.
Occasionally, it wasn't bad to indulge in the life of a high school student — Tatsuya thought and made his decision.
"I saw a concession truck earlier, would that be acceptable?"
"Yes, let's go!"
Tatsuya tossed aside any thoughts regarding how others would see one young man leading three beautiful young ladies and led Miyuki and company to the ice cream concession area.
◊ ◊ ◊
The finals for Monolith Code was set for the "Valley".
In order to pass along the board's decision, Mayumi visited the players' resting area.
Surely a simple matter like passing the word along didn't necessitate the Student Council President's appearance.
In reality, if that's all there was, Mayumi probably wouldn't show up in person.
"Juumonji-kun, are you here?"
After speaking into the intercom near the entrance, someone immediately replied with "Right away".
Shortly afterwards, Katsuto appeared wearing a vest and protective leggings as he used his head to raise the cloth hanging over the doorway.
"Apologies for my wardrobe."
"Don't worry. It's not like you're indecent."
Katsuto was covered in the scent of alcohol.
And not because he was drinking.
That must be because his deodorant contained alcoholic content. He delayed coming out immediately probably to spare Mayumi the scent of sweat clinging to him. While he wasn't a feminist of any sort, he was undeniably a gentleman. It was just like Katsuto to notice all the small details without mentioning anything aloud, Mayumi thought.
"So, what is it?"
Mayumi had set aside her official business and was busy ruminating over nonsensical things when Katsuto's question shook her back to reality.
"The setting for the finals has been decided. Can you come with me for a minute?"
If this was all there was, one sentence would have been sufficient.
Yet, Katsuto didn't ask "why" or "what for" as he quietly followed behind Mayumi.
Mayumi led Katsuto to the same room where she spoke with Tatsuya three days ago.
Just like three days ago, she erected a soundproof barrier and started speaking quietly with the already seated Katsuto.
"Father sent a coded missive. Apparent
That match was at an incredibly high level......"
Tatsuya used the ending signal as a BGM and said in exhilaration.
The match itself was a completely one-sided affair.
His comment on level was in regards to the magic used as well as its application.
Especially Hattori, whose skillful use of magic techniques was enough to prompt him to hope "Miyuki learns a thing or two from him". (He didn't say "he could learn something", because he had arrived at the conclusion that he was incapable of imitating that level of skill.)
Tatsuya never overly underestimated Hattori. Even though he had defeated the man in a match, that was only because he seized the initiative and got under his guard. Tatsuya recognized this from a completely objective perspective.
Compared to Magic Power, his magic application was even more skillful. Tatsuya already had an inkling of this given his many opportunities to see Hattori in action.
Still, that earlier display of might honestly exceeded his expectations.
(I am still a long ways off from getting an accurate read on others......)
"Next match will be the finals."
Utterly ignorant of Tatsuya's mental struggles, Honoka innocently opened up.
For her, it was only natural that the Student Council Vice President boasted great skill.
The word "natural" shook Tatsuya out of his reverie.
Isn't it only natural to not read others accurately? He was only a high school student after all.
Tatsuya's mental status was still stuck in his persona as the Special Lieutenant from the Independent Magic-Equipped Battalion from last night and it was only now that he reverted to the high school student Shiba Tatsuya.
"The finals begin at 1 PM, and it's a little early for lunch......"
"Will you take us for a few cold drinks, Onii-sama?"
"Agreed. Ice cream would be even better."
Hearing Miyuki's suggestion, Shizuku swiftly assented.
He had no duties as a technician today.
Nor did he have to worry about any hindrances from any criminal organizations.
Occasionally, it wasn't bad to indulge in the life of a high school student — Tatsuya thought and made his decision.
"I saw a concession truck earlier, would that be acceptable?"
"Yes, let's go!"
Tatsuya tossed aside any thoughts regarding how others would see one young man leading three beautiful young ladies and led Miyuki and company to the ice cream concession area.
◊ ◊ ◊
The finals for Monolith Code was set for the "Valley".
In order to pass along the board's decision, Mayumi visited the players' resting area.
Surely a simple matter like passing the word along didn't necessitate the Student Council President's appearance.
In reality, if that's all there was, Mayumi probably wouldn't show up in person.
"Juumonji-kun, are you here?"
After speaking into the intercom near the entrance, someone immediately replied with "Right away".
Shortly afterwards, Katsuto appeared wearing a vest and protective leggings as he used his head to raise the cloth hanging over the doorway.
"Apologies for my wardrobe."
"Don't worry. It's not like you're indecent."
Katsuto was covered in the scent of alcohol.
And not because he was drinking.
That must be because his deodorant contained alcoholic content. He delayed coming out immediately probably to spare Mayumi the scent of sweat clinging to him. While he wasn't a feminist of any sort, he was undeniably a gentleman. It was just like Katsuto to notice all the small details without mentioning anything aloud, Mayumi thought.
"So, what is it?"
Mayumi had set aside her official business and was busy ruminating over nonsensical things when Katsuto's question shook her back to reality.
"The setting for the finals has been decided. Can you come with me for a minute?"
If this was all there was, one sentence would have been sufficient.
Yet, Katsuto didn't ask "why" or "what for" as he quietly followed behind Mayumi.
Mayumi led Katsuto to the same room where she spoke with Tatsuya three days ago.
Just like three days ago, she erected a soundproof barrier and started speaking quietly with the already seated Katsuto.
"Father sent a coded missive. Apparent
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