At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

A noisy, ringing bird's voice comes into my ear.

Crawl out of bed with thighs, awakening the squeal.

"Phew... in the morning..."

If you look at the watch I was wearing before I got here, obviously the time I'm referring to isn't morning.

'Cause it's not the same time of day as here. That would deviate.

It didn't break because it was waterproof, but somehow it doesn't help.

My phone's broken! Of course you do!

If I make it a waterproof phone... can't charge it, so you're with me?

Well, I'm off today.

At the beginning, Mr. Lynn had told me to take a day off at least every ten days.

But I didn't declare my day off because I was beginning to enjoy the status quo.

Then one day Inai said, "Come on! Rest a little!" he got angry.

Then I thought Mr. Inai was going to be angry. He's off the next day.

Mr. Inai is like a chunk of motherhood except for his appearance and language.

She sees me as a new, unscrupulous child.

It's not a mistake, though. I mean, it fits.

Mr. Inai does all the chores in this house where I live.

Even so, they don't mean housekeepers, they just like to do it.

When I asked her about her real job, she seemed to be in the profession of a technician.

"It's a job to make useful, little things at home," Inai said.

You're right, or there's a fridge in this house that she made. And the stove.

It's not electricity, it's magic.

If you save your magic on the cat-shaped crystals on top of the fridge, they can be used more or less without replenishment in January.

The cat crystal is also by Inai. He's just so cute except for his outfit and behavior.

In explaining that, Mirka said, "Lynn, what kind of technician makes a weapon that you can take down? Around he said," I knew that guy was flying, too.

Ms. Lynn said at that time, "I haven't been defeated! It's a draw! He said," It seems to be the truth.

Damn it.

However, as a technician, that seems to be an out-of-the-box area, so the main job is with this one.

I'm not awake yet. I'm out of the room biting my yawn to wash my face to wake up.

My room is upstairs, out in the aisle that's blown out and trying to get down to the ground floor.

"Ah, good morning, Mr. Tallow"

Mirka's voice, still slightly sleepy, was heard from the side as soon as she left the room.

I turned to say hello to her, rubbing my still slightly sleepy eyes.

"Good morning, Mirka..."

I tried to respond, I couldn't.

There she walked, dressed in underwear, as she slept her usual sleepy eyes on a plate.

It's a simple white underwear with a top and bottom. I accidentally nailed it to the body.

Mr. Mirka's body, a martial artist, does feel solid muscles, but it's still a body that doesn't compromise femininity. It feels like a little skinny for a female character in a roadside fight, if you like.

It has muscles, but the muscles are not claiming too much style.

"Oh, uh, Mr. Mirka, are you asleep?

I manage to return it in the language of this country, not in Japanese.

I did my best.

"Hmm? Hmm, still, hey, sleepy."

Oh, I knew you were falling asleep.

Right, otherwise you wouldn't go out dressed like this.

"Mi, Mirka,, underwear, look, right?

I tell her as she interrupts, but her gaze is gutted. I'm going to her limbs.

You can't help it! This is a boys' platter!

But she didn't panic at all when she heard me.

"Hmm? Yeah, right."

That's not how I thought it would react.

Here's the thing: "Damn, I'm sorry!" It's the usual image of Mr. Mirka.

But in front of her, she's just confused with her usual sleepy eyes.

"Cora, Mirka! You always tell me not to walk around in my underwear! I don't think I've been around lately!

Inai in the same room came out of the room with a piece in his hand, angry with Mirka.

Seriously, Mr. Mirka, was that someone you didn't care about?

I thought that was Mr. Lynn's position.

But Mr. Lynn has never come out in underwear, even in exposed clothes.

I wonder if the image is to be crushed.

"Hmm, today, there's nothing, so it's not good."

"Door ho! Think of Tallow! I don't care about guys my age if other women are walking around dressed like that!

You're right, but it's so embarrassing and sad to be told something like that.

Even so, I can't argue with anything at a time when I haven't turned away from Mr. Mirka.

"Like me, Inai, poor body, fine"

"Behold! You despised my body for lack of words!

"It is a fact that the poor minister"

"Oh, my God!"

Leaving Inai aside, I don't think Mirka is a poor minister.

My breasts are just smaller than the other two. Don't say slab, etc.

"Sonnakotnaidesyo" was the best I could do with that phrase.

"Damn, it's poisonous to Tallow's eyes anyway, so don't be like that just now!

The poison was eye-catching, wasn't it?

When I was thinking about it, I was terrified of Inai's eyes staring at me.

Smitty, get dressed, Mr. Mirka.

"Mmm..."

Mr. Mirka roars at it like it doesn't seem funny.

This has been happening to me lately. Am I getting used to it?

But if you call it eye poison, I think Inai does, too.

No, it's not Loricon, is it? No, you're not.

But, you know, there's a lot of radicals about her amazing minisca and clothes that just hide her chest.

Because I'm not Lorikon, okay?

But I don't think it's a good idea to dress like that to inspire people, brother.

The idea came into my mouth unexpectedly.

"If you say poison in the eye, Inai is a little radical, too, isn't he?"

When I said so, Inai said, "Huh?" Turn to me.

After staring at me for a little while, he leaned down and said, "Really?" I've heard it in a small voice.

Is that it? Could I have stepped on any mines?

Oh, come on, I don't want to piss off anyone comparable to Mr. Lynn.

"Oh, well, if you're Inai, you're more, like, cute, you don't look good, you look good."

Answer in such a hurry inside. Are you okay, me with this answer?

Scary. There is no response after leaning down and whispering, "Really?"

Stop it! Stop this silence! Whoa, whoa!

As she waited for her reaction, full of sweat, she looked back and went back to her room without raising her face.

I don't know what to do, it's my first big pinch here.

No, I feel like a second big pinch because I have the first dinosaur.

Leave me standing on such a seal, Mr. Mirka passes beside me and goes downstairs.

"Pup... kuk..."

I thought I heard you laughing as you passed by.

I believed you! I thought you were the only kind one!

Wow, what the heck!

I can wolf about what to do, but in the end I come to the conclusion that there is nothing I can do about it.

In the meantime, when I went down with Tobotobo, I heard Mr. Aroness say, "Oh, hey."

"Good morning..."

"Oh, Tallow, if it's a regular conversation now, we can talk about it without any problems."

"Were you listening earlier?

"Whoa, I thought this was weird because I was working, but I could see Tallow growing and subtracting, so I guess it was good. You still know what you're talking about, don't you?

"Mostly. What I don't understand is the words back and forth that somehow complement my brain."

"Superior"

Nice looking guy to say that. That's cool!

At Mr. Aroness's disposal, who said he was working, there are tools, grass, stone, scattered on the table that I don't know much about.

Some things are like flasks, but what are they made of?

"Speaking of work, what are you doing?

"Hmm? They said they wanted medication to use in the military. I'm making it now."

"Are you sure you want to do this here?

"I'm not making anything I can't make without confined spaces, I'm fine."

"No, uh, is it dangerous?

"Is it dangerous?

Mr. Aroness responds with a shaking flask to my question.

As I accidentally pulled my face, I laughed and then continued.

"Joke, joke, seriously, don't do it in the living room."

It's a bad quality joke.

When I hear that, I lose my shoulder strength. I got weaker than I said.

He says he's a pharmacist.

Even when I first heard about it, I had a conversation where I could see that he was not normal again.

When I asked him about his profession, he replied:

I'm a pharmacist.

But that's when a different word flew in from the side to me when I was honestly listening to it.

"Alchemist"

"Alchemist."

"You're an alchemist."

"You're an alchemist."

All four of Mr. Lynn and the others referred to him as an alchemist.

That's the alchemist, isn't it, the one who tries to make gold?

"Chi, no. I'm a pharmacist!

But still, for some reason, Mr. Aroness insisted on being a pharmacist.

Mr. Lynn stuffed Mr. Aroness like that and threw an inquiry at him.

"Aroness, if you say so. Then try to answer. What's the most used and used thing you've ever made?

"Shit, scratch pills"

"Hmm, what?

"... it's magic wound medicine."

"Nice."

When I answered, I was disappointed, Mr. Aroness.

I don't know what that difference in name means, but you're not just someone who makes regular medicines, which I also understood on the spot.

So when she showed me where to use the medicine later, she showed me something amazing.

When I applied ointment type medicine to the wound and wiped it off, the injury was completely gone. It's a hell of an effect.

At that time, Mirka told me, "Alchemist is a small number."

I mean, the owner of valuable abilities. Why is it called a pharmacist?

Sorcery genius, rare skilled, handsome, and personality have no problems except a bad joke tach.

What a winner.

With that in mind, I could hear footsteps coming down from above.

Mr. Lynn and Mr. Sells are on the ground floor, and there's only one person coming down from the top.

Mr. Inai, that's all.

I turned to Inai as I moved my giggles and neck like a rusty robot, and I wanted to apologize for earlier.

But I couldn't.

I was surprised by the beautiful girl wrapped in the fluffy clothes in front of me, and I couldn't speak.

"Inai,?

"Who else do I look like?"

"No, it just looks like Mr. Inai..."

What's the matter, do you care what I just said?

Maybe it didn't make me angry, it made me feel bad, it made me care.

Mr. Inai opened his mouth first when he thought about it.

"Does it look good on you?

That's what she's been hearing a little out of my sight.

You look good? Yeah, that would look good on you. Because Mr. Inai looks like a beautiful girl.

Obviously, this one looks better than the usual outfit.

Definitely cute. Leaving aside some of my real age definitely suits me.

I'll keep that mouth shut.

"It suits you. It's so cute."

"Well, well, then good. Oh, don't make me breakfast. I'm planting it yesterday, so I just need to warm it up. Wait when you wash your face."

When you hear my reply, you convince me of something and head to the kitchen, Mr. Inai.

Uh, looks okay, huh?

I'm glad I didn't seem to piss you off for now.

But I feel a little guilty like I made you stop dressing like you always do.

When I turned to the opposite to go wash my face while I thought so, Mr. Aroness and Mr. Mirka were shoving their faces against the cushion and trembling.

What are you doing with these people?

"... Huh! Ku... ku...!

"Bu... ukuku..."

Looks like he's having a laugh. I don't know, was my impatience that funny?

Apparently, they calm down. The two look up and see each other in the face they did.

"No, something's warm today, Mirka. Kukukuk."

"Pup, you're right, you're in Aro. Kukuku."

And I started a conversation that I didn't understand very well. No, it's certainly warm today.

In the meantime, I can't help standing there, so I head to the washroom to wash my face.

Inai's technology is also used here, and there is a machine that draws water from the well.

When it comes to machines, the image is different again, but it feels like a bit of a big tap.

There is no handle to stop the water from being discharged. But when I want it out, the water comes out.

There seems to be so much water around here that I heard it can be used in a luxurious way.

However, it is not good as drinking water, so it is good if it is somewhat good, but I have been stabbed with nails so that I don't drink too much.

When I washed my face, refreshed myself and went back to the living room, I heard a sudden scream from outside.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

It's Mr. Lynn's voice. Mr. Lynn hurts!?

You're lying, there's someone else besides the people here who can scratch that guy!?

He's such a monster to beat down!?

Three people at home slipped out the front door when they were hardened by too much surprise.

They all had great momentum and shape. I look at it and go back to my sanity and try to chase it.

And all three of them came back all over with a lost mind face.

"What, don't surprise me. Oh, I'm so drugged up."

And, Mr. Aroness, who is foolish as he writes his head bollocks.

I sat straight on the couch with Bosn and started working on it.

"Scorching, scorching"

Mr. Inai goes back to the kitchen with Totetote.

"... making a scene"

Mr. Mirka threw his body out onto the couch, whining in disdain.

What do you mean?

Because I'm still saying, "Ouch! Ouch!" Lynn's cry continues.

Everyone came back, but when I went outside concerned, there was a familiar sight there.

"What the hell! Hey, it hurts like hell!

"Sizzle! Hiccup!"

"I can't! Ouch, it hurts! My head hurts, my body hurts! It's funny how much I hurt! You're interfering directly with my soul!

"Hiccup, hiccup, hiccup!

"Naturally, I can't, 'cause there's something wrong with the amount of information! It cracks my head!

The sight I was given before was there so that I could use magic.

I think he's trying to make it possible for Lin, who can't use magic, to use magic.

I was drunk by the sight.

That magic is something that makes you omit the basics, and Mr. Celes said you just do the magic through someone else's body.

I was only wondering "is that what it is" at that time.

But now, when I see this sight, I understand.

I figure it out thanks to that guy forcing me to look like a shard of the abyss of sorcery.

This is great magic.

It turns out that I can't do it very well, that I'm a terrible sorcerer.

There's something wrong with the magnitude of the magic flow. Very elaborately, it flows only in Mr. Lynn's body beautifully, but if it erupts, this strip of blowing level magic is running around Mr. Lynn's body.

Of course I don't think that Mr. Celes is going to let that outburst.

I think, but I can see you're doing this control at full capacity.

I'm sure he's careful not to overload his opponent's body more than he needs.

I didn't see it then, but did you look like that when I did?

He's controlling his magic with such desperate shapes. I don't feel like I can afford the usual look.

Your magic, your world's magic, Mr. Lynn's magic, your world's power.

It mixes everything together to create a flow.

Take great care not to break the other person's body, not his own.

Oh, my God, it's beautiful. I thought so.

"You can't try to imitate me."

As I stared at the sight, I was heard from behind.

It's Mirka.

"I can't."

Answer with a bitter smile. I don't care what you think.

Instead of support systems, I still can't even create a phenomenon of naturally occurring systems.

You can never infiltrate magic that you have absolutely no control over.

"Good, you should go, Mr. Lynn"

I sincerely think so because I used to hear about the relationship between the two of us.

I still remember Mr. Seles' kind face at that time.

"I don't know."

Close your eyes and whine, Mr. Mirka. I can't read that emotion.

And now, the procedure is over.

"I wanted to say -. Wow, it's still all over my head."

Whatever it is that keeps him conscious.

I collapsed pretty much at the beginning.

"... Lynn, how's it going?

I stare at Mr. Lynn in a different atmosphere than Mr. Seles always does, even in class.

The look was serious and also seemed to wish for something.

"... sorry, it seems impossible"

"... well, I felt that way"

I feel sorry for you, Mr. Lynn, and I feel sorry for you, but I can't help you, Mr. Celes.

Couldn't you? Mr. Celes, I wonder if you're okay...

"Well, Lynn, it's because you're an idiot. I can't help it."

"Good! I have this power!

But I was so worried, I immediately went back to the two of us.

I thought one of them might be depressed.

"Lynn, hey, breakfast, I can already do it"

When Mr. Mirka speaks, Mr. Lynn enters the room saying, "Wow, it's breakfast -".

When I tried to follow Mr. Lynn back too, Mirka said something strange, "Sorry, I'll leave you alone."

Confused and worried on the spot about the meaning of the word, the reason was immediately understood.

"Ugh... hiccup..."

Mr. Celes was crying quietly, but he did cry.

Mirka probably figured this out and pushed me to comfort her.

No, I don't know what to do.

I'm not proud of it, but I've never dated a woman, and I don't treat women well.

... and let's just talk. I have to comfort you.

"Se, mr. Celes"

Speaking up, Mr. Celes buried his face in my chest and began to cry as much as he wanted.

I couldn't do anything with Oro and let him like it for now.

She kept crying for a while, then took a big, deep breath to calm down and turned her smile on me.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Tallow, thank you for lending me your chest. I usually cry alone at times like this, but I'm looking at you like I'm too worried. I'm so sweet to you."

That's what I said and chuckled. She was already the usual Mr. Celes.

She goes on and on when she's worried that she's really okay now.

"Oh, when you can't hug him enough, you disqualify the boy."

No, they let me out.

Excuse me, someone please give instructions on how to treat a woman.

Was it lightning up that day, Mr. Celes messed with me if he did anything, and Mr. Inai got angry over and over when he saw it, and even though he was off, he didn't rest anything.

I don't know what a woman is.