April 8th, the morning of the first

April 8th, the morning of the first day of school for First High School, which was attached to the National Magic University.
Today, there were no ill mannered stares lying in wait for them on the route to school; all three of them, Tatsuya, Miyuki and Minami, arrived at First High School two hours before the admissions ceremony. It goes without saying that commuting to school at this hour was in order to make preparations for the entrance ceremony. The three of them went straight to the site of their first appointment, the auditorium’s preparation room. Minami was bothered by the fact that she, herself, was an outsider, but since she had not acquired much experience escorting Miyuki, Tatsuya had forced her to accompany them.
Isori and Honoka were already gathered in the prep room.
“Good morning, Tatsuya-san! Morning, Miyuki!”
“Morning, Shiba-kun. Right on time.”
As Miyuki and Honoka exchanged greetings, Isori spoke to Tatsuya to their side.
“Good morning. You’re early, Isori-senpai.”
“It’s my nature. If I don’t come early, I can’t stay calm.”
After he smilingly answered Tatsuya’s greeting, Isori’s eyes went to Minami, who was waiting behind Miyuki.
“By the way, who is that girl? A new student?”
“Of course, Minami.”
“Yes, Tatsuya-niisama.”
“Niisama? Shiba-kun, do you have a younger sister other than Miyuki-san?”
In a sense, Isori had given him just the question he wanted.
“No, she is my cousin.”
Tatsuya replied with the lie he had prepared before hand.
“Minami, this is Isori-senpai.”
“Nice to meet you, Isori-senpai, I am Sakurai Minami. Thank you for the care you have always given to Tatsuya-niisama and Miyuki-neesama.”
The overly polite speech Minami provided to greet Isori at Tatsuya’s direction did not cause Isori to display any feelings of unease.
“Nice to meet you, Minami-san.”
“I’m very honored to meet you.”
Just as Minami once again sent a polite nicety towards Isori, Azusa, Kanon and the first year representative, Shippou Takuma, entered. (By the way, Kanon had already made one round of checking the guest chairs.)
“Good morning… could it be that I’m the last one?”
“Good morning, President. You are precisely on time.”
Miyuki replied to Azusa, who had asked that question with a slightly surprised look, with a smile. Actually, she was three minutes late, but Miyuki’s smiling face carried the intimation that any further apologies would not be allowed.
“Good morning, Isori-senpai, Shiba-senpai.”
After getting Azusa to swallow the apologetic complaints they expected from her, Takuma stepped forward from behind her and spoke to first Isori, then Tatsuya.
“Morning, Shippou-kun.”
He made a silent bow to Isori’s reply and then turned around to face Miyuki and Honoka.
“Shiba-senpai, Mitsui-senpai, good morning. Please take care of me today.”
Could he be nervous? Compared to the attitude Takuma hit them with the day before yesterday, the change was laudable.
“Good morning, Shippou-kun. Please give it your all today.”
However, Miyuki was not a gentle girl who could be moved by something like that. Her smile was magnificent, her tone was gentle. The perfect face of a lady in what was known as an impeccable social mask. Only Takuma’s attitude had changed; he had not apologized for his rude manner the other day. Miyuki did not intend to make any concessions from her side as long as he didn’t make any apologies to her elder brother.
Azusa and Isori looked confused by the smile so formal that no one could complain about it. With nothing to indicate ill intentions, they could not rebuke Miyuki. On the other hand, they could not let the uncomfortable mood that had started to spread simply be. Azusa requested help from Tatsuya with her puzzled eyes.
“Since all of us are here, let’s go over the order of the ceremony first.”
However, Tatsuya’s only answer to that was to continue speaking as if nothing was wrong.
“That’s right, we shouldn’t waste time.”
Without a moment’s delay, Kanon provided supportive agreement. She too had probably decided that they needed to forcefully gloss over this scene.
“Then, starting with the arrangements for thirty minutes before the admissions ceremony. The guiding of guests is Miyuki’s charge, the reception room is Honoka’s…”
This was originally Azusa’s duty, but Tatsuya was not concerned with that as he continued with the rehearsal arrangements. It wasn’t right for Minami to be in this place, but no one pointed it out and it was completely forgotten.
And the rehearsal immediately before the ceremony proceeded safely in the strained atmosphere that did not allow them the luxury of feeling pressured by the imminence of the actual event. Azusa and the others breathed a sigh of relief as it finished; in spite of the entrance ceremony starting in thirty minutes, they were very relaxed or rather they were in an exhausted state. Tatsuya thought they were letting their attention wander a little too much, but it wasn’t Tatsuya’s job to point that out. Besides, it was better than getting so worked up beforehand that they were useless when the main event started. Reconsidering things, Tatsuya set about his own work.
“I’m going to guide the new students.”
“Oh; take care, Onii-sama.”
“Ah, thank you for your work.”
As Miyuki and Azusa saw him off from the side of the stage and Minami bowed a silent goodbye, Tatsuya departed from the auditorium.

His duty before the ceremony was to guide students who didn’t know where the event was. Last year, when Tatsuya met Mayumi, it was because she was assigned with the same job. When he heard that at the end of March when the jobs were assigned, Tatsuya hadn’t felt it was a suitable job for the student council president, who had important duties just before the actual ceremony. However, he had now reconsidered and he thought it might have been an excuse to go outside and relieve her tension.
There was no way he himself was tense to that extent. Nevertheless, he was aware of a slight sense of freedom. Perhaps this was only natural, to be more at ease outside in the wind instead of inside preparing for a formal ceremony. Maybe, he resembled Mayumi on this point.
Possibly, because he was thinking about that stuff,
“Ah, Tatsuya-kun.”
“Saegusa-senpai? Good morning.”
Soon after he ventured in to the front yard, he unexpectedly met with Mayumi.
“Saying 'it’s been a while'..... would be strange. Are you the new student guide?”
“Ah, well.”
“So you joined the Student Council after all.”
The student assigned the task of guiding new students wouldn’t be anyone other than a member of the student council. However, the Public Morals Committee members were also patrolling in order to police the grounds, and temporary officials were also making the rounds. Thus, she should not have been able to conclude that he was an officer of the Student Council just from his answer, but Tatsuya did not say anything to refute the happily giggling Mayumi at all. He had, in fact, joined the Student Council, and another matter had caught his attention.
It did not really need saying, but Mayumi had graduated from First High School last month. Therefore, she wasn’t wearing a uniform; this too was only natural. However, it probably couldn’t be called ‘expected’ for her to be here in attire that looked very mature.
This was not the first time Tatsuya had seen Mayumi in non-uniform clothing. Last summer, when they departed for the Nine Schools Competition, he had seen her in a fairly spectacular summer dress. However, at the time, although she had been showing more skin, he hadn’t felt like he was seeing a different person.
However, the Mayumi who was now clad in a feminine suit seemed older and a different person than she had been last month. The frills from her blouse were arranged in her chest area, she had a short jacket, and she also had on a tight skirt which did not give off an impression completely different than that of a high school girl. Could it be because of her deep red high heel pumps? Could it be because she had augmented her coloring with light makeup? Could it be because she had exchanged her large hair ribbon that held back her hair for an amber colored barrette? Perhaps, everything from the top on down created the effect, and more than anything else, Mayumi had gone up one more rung of the ladder to adulthood.
“Not even a month has passed since graduation, but… for some reason, you don’t recognize me, Tatsuya-kun.”
While Tatsuya had been thinking about those things, Mayumi, herself, on the other hand had claimed ‘that he didn’t recognize her’ and penetrated the — what can probably be called inevitable — hole in his defenses.
“That may be true.”
Mayumi smiled warmly at Tatsuya, who had just barely managed to reply.
“Eh. That uniform… it’s the Magic Engineering Course, right? It’s different from last year’s.”
“I think my uniform is the only thing that’s changed.”
His comment wasn’t to hide his embarrassment — it was his actual opinion. That was what he really thought, but,
“No, I think you may not be aware of it yourself, but last year when we first met in this same season, the Tatsuya-kun who was wearing the Second Course uniform had a completely different look than the present Tatsuya-kun. Compared to last year, you look more at ease.”
Tatsuya did not dispute the claim Mayumi was making because he could not dispute it.
The fact was that he himself was not aware of it. That he was not self-aware was the truth.
To put it plainly, he had a bit of an inferiority complex about ordinary things.
“I concede. I do not understand my own self.”
Tatsuya bravely raised a white flag. This was not merely lip service. ‘Even though you try to understand yourself, you really can’t’ had been a bit of ancestral wisdom that had been around forever; he thought from his heart that this was the reason for his admission of defeat. However, seeing Mayumi just throw out her chest in trium

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8 tháng 4, buổi sáng của ngày đầu tiên của trường cho đầu tiên High School, mà được gắn liền với đại học quốc gia ma thuật.Hôm nay, đã có không nhìn bị bệnh lịch sự nằm chờ cho họ trên đường đến trường; Tất cả ba trong số họ, Tatsuya, Miyuki và Minami, đến tại trường trung học đầu tiên hai giờ trước khi buổi lễ nhập học. Nó đi mà không nói rằng đi học tại giờ này là để làm cho việc chuẩn bị cho Lễ khai giảng. Ba trong số họ đã đi thẳng đến trang web của cuộc hẹn đầu tiên, các khán chuẩn bị phòng. Minami được làm phiền bởi thực tế rằng cô, mình, là một người ngoài cuộc, nhưng kể từ khi bà đã không có nhiều kinh nghiệm hộ tống Miyuki, Tatsuya đã buộc nó để đi cùng với họ.Isori và Honoka đã tụ tập tại Phòng chuẩn bị."Good morning, Tatsuya-san! Buổi sáng, Miyuki!""Buổi sáng, Shiba-kun. Phải vào thời gian."Như Miyuki và Honoka trao đổi lời chào, Isori nói chuyện với Tatsuya để mặt của họ."Chào buổi sáng. Bạn đến sớm, Isori-senpai. ""Đó là bản chất của tôi. Nếu tôi không đến sớm, tôi không thể giữ bình tĩnh."Sau khi ông smilingly trả lời chúc mừng của Tatsuya, Isori của mắt tới Minami, những người đã chờ đợi phía sau Miyuki."Bằng cách này, những người là cô gái đó? Một học sinh mới?""Tất nhiên, Minami.""Vâng, Tatsuya-niisama.""Niisama? Shiba-kun, bạn có một em gái khác hơn so với Miyuki-san?"Trong ý nghĩa một, Isori đã cho anh ta chỉ là câu hỏi ông muốn.“No, she is my cousin.”Tatsuya replied with the lie he had prepared before hand.“Minami, this is Isori-senpai.”“Nice to meet you, Isori-senpai, I am Sakurai Minami. Thank you for the care you have always given to Tatsuya-niisama and Miyuki-neesama.”The overly polite speech Minami provided to greet Isori at Tatsuya’s direction did not cause Isori to display any feelings of unease.“Nice to meet you, Minami-san.”“I’m very honored to meet you.”Just as Minami once again sent a polite nicety towards Isori, Azusa, Kanon and the first year representative, Shippou Takuma, entered. (By the way, Kanon had already made one round of checking the guest chairs.)“Good morning… could it be that I’m the last one?”“Good morning, President. You are precisely on time.”Miyuki replied to Azusa, who had asked that question with a slightly surprised look, with a smile. Actually, she was three minutes late, but Miyuki’s smiling face carried the intimation that any further apologies would not be allowed.“Good morning, Isori-senpai, Shiba-senpai.”After getting Azusa to swallow the apologetic complaints they expected from her, Takuma stepped forward from behind her and spoke to first Isori, then Tatsuya.“Morning, Shippou-kun.”He made a silent bow to Isori’s reply and then turned around to face Miyuki and Honoka.“Shiba-senpai, Mitsui-senpai, good morning. Please take care of me today.”Could he be nervous? Compared to the attitude Takuma hit them with the day before yesterday, the change was laudable.“Good morning, Shippou-kun. Please give it your all today.”However, Miyuki was not a gentle girl who could be moved by something like that. Her smile was magnificent, her tone was gentle. The perfect face of a lady in what was known as an impeccable social mask. Only Takuma’s attitude had changed; he had not apologized for his rude manner the other day. Miyuki did not intend to make any concessions from her side as long as he didn’t make any apologies to her elder brother.Azusa and Isori looked confused by the smile so formal that no one could complain about it. With nothing to indicate ill intentions, they could not rebuke Miyuki. On the other hand, they could not let the uncomfortable mood that had started to spread simply be. Azusa requested help from Tatsuya with her puzzled eyes.“Since all of us are here, let’s go over the order of the ceremony first.”However, Tatsuya’s only answer to that was to continue speaking as if nothing was wrong.“That’s right, we shouldn’t waste time.”Without a moment’s delay, Kanon provided supportive agreement. She too had probably decided that they needed to forcefully gloss over this scene.“Then, starting with the arrangements for thirty minutes before the admissions ceremony. The guiding of guests is Miyuki’s charge, the reception room is Honoka’s…”This was originally Azusa’s duty, but Tatsuya was not concerned with that as he continued with the rehearsal arrangements. It wasn’t right for Minami to be in this place, but no one pointed it out and it was completely forgotten.And the rehearsal immediately before the ceremony proceeded safely in the strained atmosphere that did not allow them the luxury of feeling pressured by the imminence of the actual event. Azusa and the others breathed a sigh of relief as it finished; in spite of the entrance ceremony starting in thirty minutes, they were very relaxed or rather they were in an exhausted state. Tatsuya thought they were letting their attention wander a little too much, but it wasn’t Tatsuya’s job to point that out. Besides, it was better than getting so worked up beforehand that they were useless when the main event started. Reconsidering things, Tatsuya set about his own work.“I’m going to guide the new students.”“Oh; take care, Onii-sama.”“Ah, thank you for your work.”As Miyuki and Azusa saw him off from the side of the stage and Minami bowed a silent goodbye, Tatsuya departed from the auditorium.His duty before the ceremony was to guide students who didn’t know where the event was. Last year, when Tatsuya met Mayumi, it was because she was assigned with the same job. When he heard that at the end of March when the jobs were assigned, Tatsuya hadn’t felt it was a suitable job for the student council president, who had important duties just before the actual ceremony. However, he had now reconsidered and he thought it might have been an excuse to go outside and relieve her tension.There was no way he himself was tense to that extent. Nevertheless, he was aware of a slight sense of freedom. Perhaps this was only natural, to be more at ease outside in the wind instead of inside preparing for a formal ceremony. Maybe, he resembled Mayumi on this point.Possibly, because he was thinking about that stuff,“Ah, Tatsuya-kun.”“Saegusa-senpai? Good morning.”Soon after he ventured in to the front yard, he unexpectedly met with Mayumi.“Saying 'it’s been a while'..... would be strange. Are you the new student guide?”“Ah, well.”“So you joined the Student Council after all.”The student assigned the task of guiding new students wouldn’t be anyone other than a member of the student council. However, the Public Morals Committee members were also patrolling in order to police the grounds, and temporary officials were also making the rounds. Thus, she should not have been able to conclude that he was an officer of the Student Council just from his answer, but Tatsuya did not say anything to refute the happily giggling Mayumi at all. He had, in fact, joined the Student Council, and another matter had caught his attention.It did not really need saying, but Mayumi had graduated from First High School last month. Therefore, she wasn’t wearing a uniform; this too was only natural. However, it probably couldn’t be called ‘expected’ for her to be here in attire that looked very mature.
This was not the first time Tatsuya had seen Mayumi in non-uniform clothing. Last summer, when they departed for the Nine Schools Competition, he had seen her in a fairly spectacular summer dress. However, at the time, although she had been showing more skin, he hadn’t felt like he was seeing a different person.
However, the Mayumi who was now clad in a feminine suit seemed older and a different person than she had been last month. The frills from her blouse were arranged in her chest area, she had a short jacket, and she also had on a tight skirt which did not give off an impression completely different than that of a high school girl. Could it be because of her deep red high heel pumps? Could it be because she had augmented her coloring with light makeup? Could it be because she had exchanged her large hair ribbon that held back her hair for an amber colored barrette? Perhaps, everything from the top on down created the effect, and more than anything else, Mayumi had gone up one more rung of the ladder to adulthood.
“Not even a month has passed since graduation, but… for some reason, you don’t recognize me, Tatsuya-kun.”
While Tatsuya had been thinking about those things, Mayumi, herself, on the other hand had claimed ‘that he didn’t recognize her’ and penetrated the — what can probably be called inevitable — hole in his defenses.
“That may be true.”
Mayumi smiled warmly at Tatsuya, who had just barely managed to reply.
“Eh. That uniform… it’s the Magic Engineering Course, right? It’s different from last year’s.”
“I think my uniform is the only thing that’s changed.”
His comment wasn’t to hide his embarrassment — it was his actual opinion. That was what he really thought, but,
“No, I think you may not be aware of it yourself, but last year when we first met in this same season, the Tatsuya-kun who was wearing the Second Course uniform had a completely different look than the present Tatsuya-kun. Compared to last year, you look more at ease.”
Tatsuya did not dispute the claim Mayumi was making because he could not dispute it.
The fact was that he himself was not aware of it. That he was not self-aware was the truth.
To put it plainly, he had a bit of an inferiority complex about ordinary things.
“I concede. I do not understand my own self.”
Tatsuya bravely raised a white flag. This was not merely lip service. ‘Even though you try to understand yourself, you really can’t’ had been a bit of ancestral wisdom that had been around forever; he thought from his heart that this was the reason for his admission of defeat. However, seeing Mayumi just throw out her chest in trium