Atelier Tanaka

The alchemy test was a practical skill.

I want you to make a mana potion of everything. If you can say it and allow the magic to recover, they won't ask for degree of certainty.

"... Mana potion"

That sucks.

You can't make that.

Because it wasn't in Dr. Editor's recipe.

He is the one whose dragon exorcism and demonic nobility drank Yakult deliciously. I remember it was a liquid with a little thickness of blue color. If this is the case, you should have had a bite. We can't even see what it tastes like.

What does it feel like to recover magic with oral intake in the first place?

All this time, the magic's automatic healing skills are going to be the enemy.

You can't even taste it.

"So be it first time"

Follow the voice of the instructor in charge and get the students to work together.

The place now is one of the many floors in the school, a classroom for homeschooling. The exam itself, the process would be like cooking practice. However, even if I say a family department, it is more of a medieval and fantastically stylish place than a modern space that is white and clean by example.

Overall, it reminds me of a luxury hotel lounge. Once there, the luminous wood is also a cabinet with a beautiful worktop, or a silver sink that is polished enough to reflect the surrounding sight.

…………

Looking around, the other students, along with the decree of initiation of the exam, had begun to move their hands early. Everyone is diligent and very kind. Stand out that only you stand out very well without moving your hand thanks to it.

"Mr. Tanaka? How are you?

Look, the instructor caught my eye on the fast track.

He's a quick talker, I remember seeing him every day or the first day. Did you indeed say the name Lydia Nannuzzi? In her mid-thirties, she thought she was a woman. It has a mature madam vibe. Characterized by a serene eye area.

After wearing a loose robe, I guess teachers are also aristocrats again. It is woven with a gray cape with gold embroidery. The fact that the calm brown long hair is flushed in bulk around the shoulders to the sides, with its tips dripping into the valley of the busty chest, catches my eye.

Is it a wife? I guess I'm a wife. It's up to my wife.

The wife offense comes after she job-changes to Yaritin.

Because it's a guy named Omake after game clearance.

"Oh, no, it's nothing. I've been thinking a little bit."

"Really? If you don't seem to be feeling well, please tell me."

"Excuse me, thank you for your concern"

"Master Farren has also spoken of Mr. Tanaka. Are you saying that everything is a rare magician? I expect more from you, too. Go ahead. I was hoping you could show other students an example."

"Yes, no, that's too much lifting."

"This is the first time I've seen Farren compliment others. This is never too much lifting, etc. Rather, it's enough. I was hoping that one day I could calm down and watch a story about magic."

"... right. Best regards,"

"Yes, then I will continue to supervise the exam."

"Yes......"

Oh, my God.

It looks like the demonic nobleman has distracted us for nothing again.

What are we gonna do?

If he gets caught up here, he's gonna be in a lot of trouble.

"Good luck with your exams."

Besides, Estelle's in the next seat for some reason.

You have a good smile for nothing.

You said you didn't take credit for alchemy.

"Well..."

Thanks to this, the attention from the surroundings, which can also be directed towards reactions, is hard.

Isn't this even hard to do canning?

…………

No, seriously, it's not a good idea to panic just because it's a pinch. Let's be cool. Let's calm down. I certainly don't know the mana potion and the recipe for it. However, my brain miso actually remembers a variety of alchemy product recipes that I got from reading the writings of Dr. Editor.

If so, by disassembling, individually evaluating, and combining each procedure that appears in those recipes anew, is it possible to create some kind of item that restores magic, even if it is the generation of mana potions that does not materialize?

If even the tears of a sparrow are as effective as they are, it is likely that from there onwards they will be cut through with force moves using the tattoo of a demonic nobleman. As long as it is the next generation of mana potions that are currently under development, and the effect is as long as it runs without Ye Ye Ye.

"... oh, that would be the only way"

Bosoli, if you whine alone, you decide to be ready.

Sometimes if you give Estelle a glance, she is also taking the test seriously for the first time. I lurk my eyebrows in the letter (c), and I'm roaring. This would also be unlikely to put a little bit in from the side.

All right, let's do it.

I'll do it.

You're trying to use your head for something that sounds like alchemy for the first time in your mind.

"Uh..."

On the cabinet, the worktop is lined with materials and equipment prepared for testing. With respect to the device, approximately and. The editor teacher's atelier had a similar one. On the other hand, with regard to the material, about half are unidentified object ex states.

…………

Oh, let's just ignore Object X at this point.

I'm not high on LUK enough to be successful in mixing things that are not knowledgeable.

Let's make sure of it. Let's be steadfast.

"... the main dish is good."

Bring unwanted materials to the table, toward the corner, and grass that could be the main force of this fight. A plant with a purple-dyed appearance that is less than herb, more than weed, and a substitute for what is called a salad of the poor, that is native to the Penny Empire and everywhere there.

For convenience, let's call it Nila Purple.

As a widely known fact in Shirai, this nila purple contains no busy nutrition. However, according to Dr. Editor's book Me and Poverty, he can restore that pigment to a very small amount of mana by using special procedures.

"I wonder what trace amounts are like"

Do you want to try it anyway?

Stick nila purple into the flask and simmer often with water and fireball. Extract about one portion of the pigment from the pet bottle. When I was still young, I made color water from Asagao flowers, and my memories came back as a free study for the summer holidays. I miss it.

So, distill the extracted nyla juice this time.

Dr. Editor noted that the point was in the process of passing the chiller through. They say that by shining strong light while cooling everything, some components of the pigment are degenerated. This causes the mana stored inside to drain into the liquid.

So fireball appears again as a light source. I'll illuminate you.

Melamella at close range when volleyball fireballs appear.

Something and the students around me are fighting terribly but gorgeously through.

This nigga, he has the nature to suck up very trace amounts of magic from the ground and accumulate it. Did the teacher make the assumption that the pigment was derived from magic and nicely identify it? It seems that the series of extractions are methods identified in the course of validation. Boulder is a teacher. I want to have sex.

"... All right"

Got it.

The purple liquid was removed for about three bottles of Yakult.

…………

But to what extent is a trace amount of magic?

I'm concerned.

I'll go to the flask a little bit and chap my index finger and lick it.

"... Awesome"

It tastes like a mixture of green juice and salmon.

I couldn't drink it like this before the amount of magic healed. It's lethal as an oral intake item. On the road to Mount Pepe, I have seen demonic nobles and Estelle drink mana potions.

No way with this flavor, oh and it won't be gooky.

Improvement of flavour is required.

"... but there was. There's such a column."

It reminds me that a method of making it easier to drink products that are not mouth-watering with ingredients resting on them was described in the editor's book Me and Gourmet.

Methodologically, various plans were posted depending on the subject.

From the primitive method of mixing it with condiments after powdering it to using magic to respect a fantastic worldview, to variants like this.

Let's try to powder it without difficulty this time and stiffen it into tablets.

As long as it falls on my stomach, it doesn't matter what the taste is.

"But then you want to work a little harder and look like a capsule..."

Let's stiffen it up because it looks like lipids around us. Suitable materials for good condition are placed on the table. A walnut-like fruit whose name is called a cusp fruit. A solid oily extract fits inside at room temperature like cheese when the hard shell is broken.

The ingredients are edible, and the alchemy materials are often dissolved in water and used in Alecole's catalysts. Let's use it this time for coating the tablets while cheese fondue.

It's shaped like wrapping baked sweets in chocolate. That way the blue smell flavor is completely shut out. I can keep my mouth comfortable. Kind to your children, too. A little sweeter and more feminine.

All right, all right, that sounds good.

I can see the way ahead.

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For some time from the start of the test, everyone will be ready for the final process.

Until then, as I strolled right into the classroom to the left, I saw a change in Ms Lydia as she looked around to see how the students were doing. Confirming the time on the clock in the room, she walked a little faster and returned to the teaching table set in front of the classroom.

And then I look over with our students and skip the instructions.

"It's time. Put your magic into the potion you created."

"Huh?"

Wait, I didn't hear that.

I guess I can get in.

What do you mean?

"What's wrong? Mr. Tanaka."

"Yes, no, it's nothing..."

I couldn't help but raise my voice.

'Cause I don't know that.

I was confused by the sudden instructions, and from her mouth followed by a flutter.

"As I explained repeatedly during the lecture, mana potion is a complement to the natural restoration of mana. Magic in a medium called manaposition can be efficiently incorporated into your body in a short amount of time, and this is the act of restoring magic through manaposition."

Are you serious?

It's my first ear.

I haven't had a chance to use mana potion or anything.

"Excellent wizards have powerful natural resilience, but even more overwhelming is the restoration of magic through manaposition. Therefore, the quality of mana potion is determined by its permeability to the flesh and the cap on its magic content."

I'll just look around at the seats.

Then, no one or he wants to line up on the tabletop is the liquid in the flask.

Blue-colored liquid.

Put your hands on this, Magikichi, who is whispering a bump and a Buddha in memory.

"The act of being able to magic mana potion is possible even if you are a low-level surgeon, if you take the time. What matters to alchemists as they make potions like ours is penetration into the human body and the cap on content to store more at once, how to raise these two points."

I see.

The point is, it's blood donating. PBSCT. It's the type of item that you store in a healthy place and consume when you need it. I guess it should have been thought of as a solvent to operate the drug rather than as a medicine for sensation.

I was spectacularly mistaken. He thought that there was only unilateral consumption, vitaminally, of natural product extraction. I don't think the magic of recovery is self-service. There was also no mention in the writings of Dr. Editor.

Perhaps in alchemy, it's pretty elementary knowledge.

I wonder how they mass produce. Would I be hiring a lot of wizards to break into the factory's linear facilities? Or is it filled before by an employee at a retail store? I don't know.

…………

There are endless questions.

However, there was little understanding.

I poke around, my own position sucks.

What should I do?

Is permeability important? I see. That and the cap on content are also important. You will learn very much. Thank you. Scales fell out of my eyes. That's already worn out. I guess that's why it takes the form of potion, water medicine.

I just realized something very important.

If you turn your consciousness to the workbench at hand, it's all solid stuff I made. The challenge is to make potions, but I can make things that aren't potions. It's like a lamb treat that can't be done.

I couldn't see anything else, paying attention to the ability to restore magic. It would be a common failure for amateurs. He explains that he should do this, but he's not listening properly, and he does something wrong and he fails, he's here a lot. That's right. It's me now.

Shall I dissolve it in water again?

…………

However, when the solid is solved here, the blue juice flavor is revived.

He's devastating.

That said, I can't even stand to come to the evaluation as it is.

What can I do in this situation, where the time is running out?

"Then we'll do the confirmation in turn from the previous students."

Whoa, Mr. Lydia's on the move.

Students are beginning to offer magical prayers to their homemade potions.

I'm sure it's magic and doing it.

…………

I can't think of any good ideas.

And while you're worried, time passes. One person, another person, is judged to be capable of potion. Acceptance seems to be given on the spot, and the instructor is taking a sip and judging its effectiveness. Pass, the faces of the boys and girls who were resilient to tension turn to laughter as the words are told.

Besides, the trouble is, there's no sign of anyone failing as one. If one or so of you had fallen, no, if the instructor had not fallen enough to flatter his face, this lamb confectionery glitch would have faded somewhat. Isn't he always brilliant and wonderful? That's great, my classmates. I fall in love.

…………

And finally proceed to the next seat, Estelle's turn.

"Mr. Fitzclarence, were you sure? This exam is for alchemy lectures. Assuming that you have passed, you will not be able to make any supplements to other lectures."

"Yeah, I don't mind. So I was wondering if you could give me a grade."

"Wow, I get it. It's good to learn a lot."

After being questioned with the inconceivable blonde Lori, Lydia seems a little confused. The daughter of a grand aristocrat who even stands out. Furthermore, he is also a person who has been talking about dragon extermination and assassinations lately. It is only natural to be cautious.

"This is my mana potion."

On the workbench, pointing to a flask full of blue liquid, Estelle said.

"Okay, well, we'll see..."

Even compared to interactions with other students, with a somewhat nervous face, Lydia mouths a manaposition. Depending on the inclination of the flask, as the liquid delivered within flows, it slides over the lips and falls down to the throat.

Gokuri, the tiny, throaty sound sounded.

I seem nervous about not a few of the students watching.

Slightly.

"... slightly coarse, but it works. Passed."

"Thank you"

Just passing judgment.

As soon as I was there, I heard voices from other students who were watching how things were going. None of this honors her deeds. I never showed my face to the class at one time, but it was something I admired for her strength in passing exams brilliantly.

Even I was surprised.

You're gonna do it, Estelle.

The system of attending exams only and taking credit is the coolest.

"Awesome, Dear FitzClarence..." "Rumors of Dragon Exorcism, I knew it was true!?" "That's how it's decided!? What are you talking about now? You've never been in class before, have you?" Yes, but Master Fitzclarence was a major in attribute magic. "

Oh, come on, the face of a blonde lolita who can stand up is less than full.

I behaved with plenty of room and calmed down to the chair. Nobleman, it's a good face. Maybe even if I didn't take the lecture, I encouraged him to study in my room. Otherwise, would this achievement be impossible?

…………

If you had the chance, let's check with the exclusive maid Rebecca.

You're harder than I thought, Mr. Tundele.

And if Estelle is finished, it's her turn next.

…………

When this happens, something's already happened, that's it. Look, that.

Let's do it.

Melt it.

"Next, Mr. Tanaka, let me confirm."

As Lydia's consciousness headed this way, I put some lamb sweets into a flask filled with water. Po, the petty sound reaches my ear.

I can't go back.

At the same time, bubbles began to form inside the transparent vessel, as if even the effervescent bathing agent had been put into the bath barrel. Start to bubble with Bukubuku. Enough to rock the wooden support that makes the flask stand.

Just a little bit of that.

Stop.

Stop it for him.

Because I don't need such a reaction.

"Ko, this is..."

Mr. Lydia is staring at the flask in a way that surprises her.

The same goes for the other students.

Oh, what shall I do?

Why are you foaming?

My gaze from around me hurts.

It hurts.

I remember this feeling. As a student, a quiet classroom in class, I tried Kushami to mislead the farting sound, and it's the air and the chrysotz when I'm out of sync, hacking, booing, doing it. Thanks to you, my nickname became a two-combo.

That said, I can't help but worry over this period.

It doesn't matter.

"Wait a minute, I can do more magic than this."

Squeeze and pose like that.

It's my game. [M]

The haphazard power forged in the Battle of Christina is unfortunately being demonstrated.

"Nooo..."

The image of sending something magical against the flask with a proper groan, pointing flat at both hands. Tanaka, come in. Blue juice, come in. Yun Yun and in the same tempo as when using healing magic.

Then all the magic is removed.

I don't know if it went to green juice or not. There is no way to confirm it.

However, the reaction was born inside the flask, in a bubbling blue liquid.

"Hey, what the..."

Mr. Lydia speaks up again.

At the same time, a dazzling glow emanated from inside the flask.

Now what? Already.

Fine.

Whatever you want.

Beyond what lighting provided indoors gives, light covers the field of vision in a white monochrome. From so much glare, everyone overshadows their eyes. From some female students, there was enough light to scream with Hii. Naturally, I meditate on my eyes, too.

Slightly, the white feeling behind the lid moves to the original black.

The luminescence phenomenon settled after only a few seconds.

Waiting for the glow to fully subside, opening your fearful eyes. Check the front workbench. Apparently, the flask is safe. The bubble bubble has also subsided and is now a clear liquid of moss green. It feels like tea when I see it. Where did the blue disappear?

Honestly, if you tell me to drink myself, I'll do my best to no Thanksgiving.

"Now it's done. Sorry for the inconvenience, but please confirm."

But it is Mr Lydia who speaks on this occasion today.

There's nothing wrong with that.

It's all right.

I'm ready for recovery magic.

Whatever happens next, I'll try to help you, Mrs. Lydia.

A presence that sends out five bodies satisfactorily beneath her husband.

If you're a woman about this age, you'll be used to drinking blue-smelling liquids too.

"... Yes"

I'm surprised, that hand reaches for the flask.

The mouth of the container touches her shaped lips.

Liquid flows in response to its inclination and enters the mouth.

Something horny.

Mature women eating and drinking landscape erotic.

The moment I thought about it, Lydia's face was flattered.

At the same time, he starts to swallow hard with the gorgeous.

A lot of liquid was spit out, and it got dirty when I talked to the floor under my feet.

"Huh... gee ho, goo ho... this... flavor..."

Again?

You were right not to taste it.

"Sorry, apparently you failed the prototype"

No way, let's reopen this place for good.

Preemptive attack at the same time.

"Ko, this, is... no way Pesari Grass's..."

"Yes, I tried to generate it with a more familiar material, but it seems like a failure"

There's no way I can stand on-site drinking enough to take a sip and swallow it. I don't know the details, but the restoration of magic is also suspicious. Even from the reaction of the instructor, you'd be sure to consider it a failure.

If so, this place pushes and pushes and pushes through.

What a readiness,

"Oh, hey, yeah!?

Mr. Lydia suddenly started doing it with Gerogero.

Would it have tasted so bad?

"Hey, hey, you, you're okay!?

Estelle also sounds worried.

In contrast, Lydia answers with her knees on the floor.

"Kee, dirty, pesari grass, that kind of thing, in my mouth..."

Well, apparently it was an aristocratically out substitute.

I am not salading the poor to Dada.

It's how the spirit reacted to rejection before the flesh.

"Oh, you... in the potion, you put pesari grass?

"Was there something wrong?

Rather than putting it in, it is the main ingredient.

"That, well... is never what people say, even if they use it for reagents. Something that even civilians rarely eat. It doesn't even feed livestock. That's what hungry slum beggars eat."

"How could something like that be here?

"Because they are highly resistant to magic like wild grass, they are used as inexpensive reagents. I mean, you know, I read in school textbooks that it's common knowledge around here, but, uh, could it have been different?

"Seems the description was slightly different from the book I was referring to"

Dr. Editor, how much money were you in trouble at the time?

You haven't written up a book for Dada, have you?

Clean, poor and annoying.

I want to hold the editor teacher hard and hard reaching from hunger to toilet grass.

"Mr. Lydia, I am truly sorry for what I've done this time. Excuse me. Please let me apologize. If necessary, we will compensate you as much as you ask."

"Yes, no, keh... keh, koh, it is..."

Lydia stands up with a blue and white face.

Until then, the calm eyes look as spicy as lies.

"But now, you can't pass a boulder,"

"Yes. I aimed too bizarre. I'm sorry."

"Any student who drops this exam will be dropped. May I?

"I have no objection. Follow discipline."

"... ok"

All right, oddly enough, you get a year's worth of residual rights to the school.

It's not bad if you think you can live a year longer than originally envisaged and live together with Sofia properly. I feel sorry for imitating mud on the face of a demonic aristocrat, but I can't help but restrain myself from what's past. It is the most trivial act, but there is no way to do it because it is originally a trinket.

All right, all right.

"Now, today's exam is over…"

The same day's examination was completed by decree of Mr. Lydia, for the convenience that the tail of the judgment awaiting judgment was herself in order of precedence.

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[Sophia perspective]

It was when my boss Sabrina called me to visit the school main building. We had a delicious treat and even received a souvenir, which loosened nature and cheeks while hurrying our way back to the dormitory.

There was an inadvertently delivered voice walking down the hallway in my ear like that.

I stop walking, understanding that it has sounded better than I am heading out.

"This is, this is amazing! If you announced this in my name, instead of sparing me from firing, I could even aim for the next head of the organization! Heh, heh. Even a broken up husband can pay you back enough! Look at me, poor Baron. Look at me leap..."

It's just a short walk down the hall, behind an empty door.

Apparently, you missed closing it properly.

They say the room around here has soundproofing magic in every private room, and as long as the door is closed, you won't hear the inside sound as far as the hallway. Sabrina said. Is it a little scary equipment when you get used to it? This is what happens.

The Lord of Voices seems to be an old woman there.

Aren't you older than I am?

"I don't know if it's the president's ink, but it's civilians. I've been complaining about something later, and it won't help. If you make a big announcement on my part before that, you can do whatever you want with the power of home."

It's a dialogue I don't really want to hear.

I want you to give me a break.

There are a lot of these lately.

In the unlikely event you find out that a maid of honor flair was overheard, you won't be spared a neck amputation for private sentencing. The other day I got nothing from Estelle, but I never dreamed I'd be saved the same way next time.

Oh, how unhappy I am.

"Still, it's capped to contain until it's horrible, isn't it? Traditional intermediate potions? Well, the skill of making up for all that magic in one breath is that Dada hasn't been recommended by the president of the board for admission, etc."

It's a sign of malice.

The unwelcome feeling is the bin.

I feel the same signs when I mix with Mr. Tanaka's meal.

"Hehe, but that's all I'm talking about. No way, you wouldn't dream of a successful potion that should have failed. I can't stop laughing when I think of that pathetic face. I didn't quite throw my act away, either."

Go around. I just want to make a right, but I can't go back to the dorm until I get through here. The other side of the aisle is the trail. I can't help it. Let's decide to wait here for a while. Because in case you hear footsteps, it involves life and death.

"If you're a true, legitimate person, you'll never realize that processing pigments of pesari grass will give you a cap on magic content up to this point. I wonder if the civilians are the late realisers. Heh heh, so the lowlife has the view of the lowlife."

If it's true, I was planning to rush in after this to take in your laundry. However, that also seems difficult in this way. I don't know who might be nimanizing in the grip of whose weakness, but there were some annoying stories.

I'd like to take it in before the sun falls and gets cold.

"That said, no matter how you have a point of view, that's it. I'll take over and put it up later. Only, if there's a problem, is this irresistible taste? You feel uncomfortable remembering your husband's stuff, don't you? That guy always tried to make me drink..."

At this rate, that sounds difficult.

I've learned about the sex life in someone else's house that I don't want to know.

By the way, what does a man's array taste like?

If you say you don't care, you're lying.

"Fair enough. If you can expect a remarkable effect so far, one or two flavors won't matter. The presentation material at the Academic Club should be given priority over that. We only have a few more days, so we need to hurry up and make it."

I've also heard rumors about the word Academic Association.

They say it's one of those meetings held by teachers at the school for everything. It's an event that counts here in schools, and the school teachers will be presenting their research results for the year at that meeting to other teachers.

And according to the evaluation at the Academic Association, the teachers' human resources are exchanged. Sometimes I get fired for poor research results? They say there's not a single exception, and all faculty members are required to participate.

They say that students can participate if they come too, but that it's not very common.

"Heh heh, I'll use this reagent effectively."

One more, a poor civilian, seems to have served as food for your nobility.

School is a scary place.

I can't do anything with this in my ear.

You can't risk your life for someone you don't know.

But well, as a civilian representative, I regret it a little, so let's check about your name. Instead, if you check the area around the door, fortunately, the plate is lowered toward you to see what the room looks like.

Lydia Nannuzzi, that's right.

This floor is an area with administrative rooms given to faculty and some senior staff of the school. So perhaps the name of the one who laughs at the same place is definitely that of the plate I have now confirmed.

It's just, well, that's a name you don't know at all.

Would Master Estelle know?

But it would be rude of you to bother to ask for confirmation for all this, wouldn't it?

"Heh, heh, heh. Now I can even look up."

Your nobleman's solitaire lasted only half an hour after that.