Upon Returning Home As A Military Major General, I Was Told To Attend School, Even Though It’s Quite Late Now
Chapter 104

"Wait, Yuu, I've finished changing Misuzu-chan's clothes, so why don't you come in...... What's going on?"

Kotomi opens the door to the student council room and calls out to me, who is curled up like a dumpling in the hallway.

"Quietly, Mr. Hinoura, Master Yuu is deeply hurt in his heart right now. Here, I will comfort you as a baby and satisfy Yuu-sama's desire to return to the womb."

"No, that's why Yuu can't be healed by playing with a baby, Hayami-sensei.

No, it's not me, it's for your desires.

I would like to plunge into it, but unfortunately I was traumatized and didn't have that kind of energy.

(Click, Click)

Hmm? I felt like I was being patted on the head.

"Good girl, good girl"

Saying that, it was Misuzu who stroked my head and comforted me.

"Oh, I'm sorry Misuzu-chan, thank you for your concern."

I let a child smaller than me take care of me.

I couldn't stay idle forever, so I looked up.

"Oh, Misuzu-chan is so cute. He looks like an elementary school student in a good place."

I let out an exclamation of admiration.

Misuzu was wearing the uniform of a famous private elementary school.

He also wears a uniform and even carries a school bag.

"Why did you have such clothes?"

"Everyone was preparing it for me to wear as a costume for the class cosplay café...... I even went out of my way to win the bid at an online auction."

Kotomi replies with a wry smile.

- There must have been a bastard in the class who wanted to see Kotomi's elementary school student appearance for such a thing.

"What is this child?"

"It's like I'm lost. However, in various waysreasonWowreason(c)It seems like it's there."

When Hayami wonders about an unfamiliar elementary school girl in the student council room, we explain what happened in the training forest.

"Hmm...... Based on the circumstances at the time of discovery, it's not like we can simply leave it to the lost child handler."

"Isn't it?"

After hearing the story, Mr. Hayami pondered with a difficult face.

He seems to be thinking about the possibility that various incidents are involved.

We agreed on that point.

Therefore, I first asked my advisor, Mr. Hayami.

"""U~~......""""

It's an extremely sensitive issue, so everyone in the room

"That ......."

"It's okay, Misuzu-chan."

This time, I stroke Misuzu's head with a face full of compassion.

That's right.

Surrounded by people she doesn't know, Misuzu is the one who is most anxious.

She had to figure out what was the best course of action for her.

"No, I think that you may be mistaken for believing that I am the victim of a sexual crime or similar incident because I was wandering around the premises in the nude, so I would like to make a clear statement of denial."

「「「「………… Huh?" 」」」

"This is a special duty soul dressing academy that is practically operated by the Japan government, isn't it?

For an elementary school girl to speak, the phrase is too polite, and everyone is stunned because they can't react.

"It's easy to be misunderstood because of my physical development, but I'm 18 years old and I'm back in prison."

Perhaps sensing as soon as she saw our reaction, Misuzu repeated her words.

"Older!?"

Kotomi raises her voice in a nonchalant voice.

From the looks of Misuzu, it's hard to believe.

"I am a soul armorer belonging to the neighboring East Asia Confederacy."

At that moment, I was skeptical whether what the girl in front of me was saying was true or just a child's lie, and the air that had been somewhat relaxed and confused suddenly became spicy! It takes on a sense of tension as if it is squeezed.

"Misuzu-chan, even though you're a child, such a joke is not fashionable, so please cancel it immediately."

While holding Hayami, who is about to jump on Misuzu, behind her, I also look at Misuzu at the highest level of vigilance.

"I don't think it's unreasonable because there are no military identification cards or anything, but you will believe this, right?"

After saying that, Misuzu became five people without any preparation or motion.

This is not a mistake in expression or a typographical error, but the number of unmistakable Misuzu-chan has increased to five.

That said, only Misuzu in the center was wearing the clothes that Kotomi and the others had put on earlier, and the other four were naked again.

"Hinoura-sama, please step down!"

Chairman Naze comes to the fore and deploys a barrier field between us and Misuzu-chan, and surrounds Misuzu and the others with a barrier.

"Waste"

The murmur was uttered by a new Misuzu-chan who appeared in front of me.

"I see, it's true that this is impossible unless you are a soul dresser. Is it possible to generate a homunculus?"

"In my country, this ability isseedlingNaefloorWhereIt's called."

"Well, Mr. Hayami, put down your gun. There doesn't seem to be any animosity."

"Hoo! Why!? Mr. Yu!"

He removes the safety of his handgun and aims at Misuzu's skull to appease Hayami, who is about to be hit by a blow.

"If Misuzu-chan was going to attack us, she could have done as much as she wanted, the speed at which her abilities are activated is so different."

Also, Kon hasn't shown any reaction.

I guess it means that this child is harmless.

"So, what's the matter, Misuzu...... Mr.?"

"It's a highly political topic, so I can't talk to a child, and I'll say it again, the one who is higher in the school."

"It's not a problem because I'm the one.

While showing the rank insignia of the major general in the breast pocket of his uniform, he instantly deploys several muskets in the air and points them at Misuzu and the others.

「…… I see. Now, let me tell you. Well...... Rear Admiral Kamiya"

"Go ahead."

I was a little upset that a kid like me was a major general, but Misuzu continued to talk.

"I would like to seek asylum in Japan."

Without shaking her small body, the girl in front of me looked me in the eye and said.

Outside the student council room, the sun was beginning to set.

The dream day of the school festival was coming to an end.