[Animes We Haven’t Seen] The Perfectly Regular at Magic High School – Chapter 3

Chapter 3

 

Max, Gary, and Mari stood in front of Principal Merlin’s desk, hands at their sides, bowing incessantly. Principal Merlin let it happen for two or three minutes before he slammed his fist on the desk and stood up himself.

“I want the three of you to tell me what happened today during school,” Principal Merlin said, keeping his voice low and relatively calm. “Please, one at a time. I would very much like to hear your explanation.”

Max raised his hand. “Uh, I think there’s a very rational explanation for all of this…”

“I don’t care about rationality,” Principal Merlin said. “I want answers, and I don’t think you will give them to me.” He pointed at Gary. “You. You are known as the ‘Irregular’, which should indicate that you know more about the situation than the others. I want your version of the events.”

Gary smirked. “You want my version of the day? Well then, I’ll give them to you. Because they’re the right version of events.”

“Do tell.”

And so he did:

[Animes We Haven’t Watched] The Perfectly Regular at Magic High School – Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 

It was gym time, and Max had dressed in his all-new gym outfit. It was really small and tight and showed off a lot more skin than he really wanted anyone else to see. But he had to do it regardless, because he wanted to feel good about himself, and he would do that by accomplishing great athletic feats, such as running a nine-minute mile or winning a soccer game for his team.

However, as he walked outside to the track and field to join the other students in his class, he realized that he was not going to the typical gym class in a typical high school. No, this was a MAGIC high school.

[Animes We Haven’t Seen] The Perfectly Regular at Magic High School – Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 

It was gym time, and Max had dressed in his all-new gym outfit. It was really small and tight and showed off a lot more skin than he really wanted anyone else to see. But he had to do it regardless, because he wanted to feel good about himself, and he would do that by accomplishing great athletic feats, such as running a nine-minute mile or winning a soccer game for his team.

However, as he walked outside to the track and field to join the other students in his class, he realized that he was not going to the typical gym class in a typical high school. No, this was a MAGIC high school.

[Animes We Haven’t Watched] The Perfectly Regular at Magic High School

The Perfectly Regular at Magic High School – Chapter One

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Max Rakuyama walked along the cherry blossoms and the sleek white buildings surrounding his path to Magic High School with a smile on his face. It was his first day at school, this beautiful, crisp April morning, and he was going to make the most of everything that was going to be presented towards him.

He had dreams he wanted to accomplish these next three years. He was only sixteen, but he was not going to let his youth stop him from achieving everything he wanted to do. The only thing that could limit himself was his own skill.

There were students all over the place, hustling and bustling about, talking and chattering around; prancing and dancing abounded. Max didn’t want to talk to anyone else, because his own head was filled with his dreams, and he did not want anyone to erase those dreams before he could see them through.

[Animes We Haven’t Seen] The Perfectly Regular at Magic High School

The Perfectly Regular at Magic High School – Chapter One

Thedude3445

 

Max Rakuyama walked along the cherry blossoms and the sleek white buildings surrounding his path to Magic High School with a smile on his face. It was his first day at school, this beautiful, crisp April morning, and he was going to make the most of everything that was going to be presented towards him.

He had dreams he wanted to accomplish these next three years. He was only sixteen, but he was not going to let his youth stop him from achieving everything he wanted to do. The only thing that could limit himself was his own skill.

There were students all over the place, hustling and bustling about, talking and chattering around; prancing and dancing abounded. Max didn’t want to talk to anyone else, because his own head was filled with his dreams, and he did not want anyone to erase those dreams before he could see them through.