The Reincarnated Saint Aims For The Friendship End!

We sip the herbal tea.

It’s rosemary today, it’s delicious.

“Come to think of it, the number of faction members has increased, so I want a place for us to gather,” I said.

“I see, I’ve heard of renting a salon,” Carol said.

“A salon?” I asked.

“The Pottinger Faction seems to have a large salon in a restaurant,” Carol said. “I heard that you can get cake and tea from there.”

Hoho, that’s so elegant.

But is it expensive?

“How long will it take?”

“No, Makoto you can’t pay that, or rather, something so luxurious is a waste of money,” Corinna said.

Corinna-chan is extravagantly strict.

“It seems that you can rent a meeting room if you just want to gather,” Carol said.

“Fumu, it’s still early for the shop to open, so I guess I’ll go to the academy office and ask,” I said.

“Let’s see, the budget is up to about 20,000?” Corinna said.

20,000 a month is tight.

We got up and left the room.

The intelligence maids had disappeared before we knew it.

It’s great that they only come out when you need them.

We descend the stairs slowly to the first floor.

The three of us walk along the warm and cheerful campus road.

Ah, the weather is nice again today.

Great omen for our shopping.

The academy office is on the first floor of the school, beyond the staff room.

Even though it’s Sunday, the staff are doing some work.

“Yes, what can I do for you?” a cheerful employee with a ponytail talked to me over the counter.

“I’d like to rent a meeting place where my friends can gather, but is there a vacant spot?” I said.

“Ah, yes, please wait a minute,” the employee said before she went to the locker and took out a binder.

“Um, ah, only one place is vacant.”

“Is there only one vacant spot?” I asked.

“Yes, it’s spring, so everyone’s already blocked out and claimed their meeting spots.”

“Where is the place, what is the monthly rent?”

“It’s in the assembly building next to the gymnasium. It will cost about 5,000 dolancs a month. The size of the room is, ah, about a quarter of this office.”

Hmm, about 10 tatami mats.

Well, I guess I’ll hold it down for the time being and move to a bigger place when the number of members increases.

“Then, please lend me that place,” I said, taking out 5 large silver coins from my wallet.

“Wait, Makoto, don’t we have to go see it?” Corinna said.

“That’s right, is it okay not to look at what kind of place it is first?” Carol said.

“There’s only one place, so there’s no room for choice,” I said. “Let’s just hold it down for now.”

I got the key from the clerk and headed to the assembly building next to the gymnasium.

The assembly building is, as the name says, a building where the assembly halls are held.

It can be used for cliques, for good friends, or for club gatherings.

Our vacant room is 155, it’s Ichi-Go-Go 1, Ichigo, strawberries, I want to eat them.

It’s at the west end of the assembly building.

“Is it here?”

“It looks like it’s here.”

“The door’s dirty.”

I insert the key and turn it.

Gachari.

It smells like dust when you open the door.

We look around.

“It’s a storeroom.”

“It’s a storeroom, alright.”

“Can we dispose of the items inside?”

Room 155 was full of miscellaneous things.

Broken chairs, chests with drawers, trunks, bedding, hurdles, and flags.

“Dulcie, clean this up.”

“…”

“Makoto, don’t be unreasonable with your maid.”

“Anne, help me.”

“…”

The maids do not come out.

“Should I call a professional domestic maid like Karina-san?”

But why is it so full of junk?

“For the time being, ask the staff if it’s okay to throw it away, and then clean it up,” Corinna said.

“It’s quite spacious, isn’t it? It’s about the size of a dormitory room,” I said.

It seems that the meeting place of the Saint’s Faction cannot be used immediately.

“What I need is a table, a chair, and a sofa. I should bring a blanket and take a nap here in the afternoon.”

“Lazy.”

“I don’t have afternoon Magic class, and I’m being experimented on by Elmer’s dad and him all the time.

“Light magic is hard work.”

It’s a lot of work, Carol.

For the furniture, I’d probably get worn-out items from the townhouses of senior aristocrats like Curtis and Elmer.

It’s hard to find a place to stay at school.

Oh, the neighbors are making noise.

“I’ll come give my greetings to the next-door neighbors.

“I’m coming with,” Corinna said.

“We’ll follow you,” Carol said.

“Why so?” I asked.

“Honestly, I’m worried,” Corinna said.

“I’m a little worried,” Carol said.

They don’t trust me at all.

On the next door was written “Pentia Club.”

“What’s a Pentia?”

“Is it a board game?”

Are you otakus?

I try knocking for now.

“Coming, who is it?”

The door opened and a baby-faced male student came out.

“I came to give my greetings, we’re from the meeting room next door,” I said.

“Oh, that’s right, next door wasn’t a storeroom,” he said.

“We may make a lot of noise, but I’m looking forward to being neighbors.”

“How polite of you, and I’m looking forward, too. I am the president of this club, Carter.”

“Thank you. I’m Makoto Kimball. I’m the leader of the Saint’s Faction.”

Bang.

Huh?

The door was suddenly closed.

What is it?

“Pl-Pl-Please, please go home, we have no time for you, Saint-sama.”

“I’m not a pushy salesperson saint, you know!” I said.

Gangan.

“Open this door!!” I yelled as I banged on it.

“Go-Go away~,” Carter squealed.

“Stop it, Makoto.”

“He’s scared, let’s stop.”

Nooo, it’s annoying.

I’ll remember you, Carter, President of the Pentia Club.

Footnotes

Makoto is using Gorowase, Wordplay, with the pronunciation of the numbers into Japanese words.