I Will Leisurely Become Healer in Another World

The next morning, Hal was surprisingly well. There will be some wound pain gone. Maybe it's because I haven't had a good meal in a long time.

But the biggest thing was hope. I won't even put up with it till I'm 20 anymore. When I thought about living like that for another seven years, it seemed like I was losing my strength. Yet, one way or another, the familiar self comes along and says that people think they're comfortable together and they follow themselves out of there.

Isn't that a dream? But my shoulder doesn't hurt anymore either. If I opened the door, would it ever be that I was lying about yesterday? Hal was thrilled when he left the room. When you open the door thoughtfully,

Hey, good morning, Michal.

"Oh, good morning?

There yesterday, someone who helped me when I was about to fall, stood against the wall.

"I'm Leon. I forgot to introduce myself yesterday."

Speaking of which, yes. Other than Shaw, the mentor, plus, uh, Falco, Dread, a beautiful sister, and this light-haired brother.

Hal turned red. Don't just call yourself Hal. He didn't even try to find out the names of the others.

"Um, it's Hal, Mr. Leon..."

"Leon."

"What?"

"Not Mr. Leon, Leon"

"No, that"

"Even Shaw called out about Falco, didn't he? We're going to live together, with Leon."

We're going to live together. Yeah, I asked myself to come with you because I can cook and clean. How self-centered. Hal mocked at his glamour. Leon has demanded more from Hal full of that.

"Leon."

"Les, on"

"Yeah, you're a good boy."

Leon pounds Hull's head with a pound,

Come on, it's breakfast.

I said and spread my hands. I don't know, a fitting came to Hal's head.

"Come on, I'll follow you."

"No, I can go myself,"

"Huh? Because this is how Falco takes you. Here."

Yeah, Shaw did? I think Shaw would be the type to say it himself...

"Here."

Maybe that's what it is in Deep Forest. When Hal tried to take a flurry step,

"Because there isn't."

Shaw's voice sounded.

"Shaw!"

"Morning, Michal. How's it going?

"It doesn't hurt at all! Thanks."

Shaw glared at Hal, who seemed happy, but he said this in his true face.

"And."

"Hmm?"

Shaw glanced at Leon.

"Those people will try to hold you up or put you on your knees if there's a gap, so be careful!

"'Cause that's what Shaw says."

"That's not true, ah!

Shaw was swept up by Falco. The hunter's rough body lightly supports Shaw's 13-year-old body. To balance, Shaw had no choice but to cling to Falco.

"Falco......"

"Sometimes it's good."

And Leon lifted up Hal, who looked up at them.

"Huh?"

Come on, it's breakfast.

"Right."

Hal spurted out when he frowned and showed them that Shaw couldn't help himself in a higher place than usual, two people heading to the dining room as a matter of course.

"Laugh like that."

"Mr. Leon."

"You're Leon."

"Leon."

"... good"

"Huh?"

"No, nothing. That's how kids laugh."

After all, I saw Hal floating and Leon looking happy, and Shaw asked Falco in a small voice.

"Hey, Leon, what does it look like?

"I feel sorry for you."

"That's the usual Falco."

I'm not that deluded.

"I am."

"I didn't. And."

Falco glanced at Shaw.

"Approximately. We are."

"Leon and Hal will be home."

It was Falco who passed silence on the open shaw.

Still, before entering the dining room, we were desperately grated, and we all had breakfast soothingly.

"Well, I'd like to see you like a church all over the city today"

My mentor told me about his plans for today.

"And tomorrow I'm going to be the Dean of the College talking about taking Hull away. We'll leave here the day after tomorrow."

"That would be good. I'd really like to see it today, but it really helps me to look around the church"

Linus bows his head.

"Hey, Master Sein, I need a favor."

Shaw spoke to his mentor.

"What's up, Shaw? Not if it stands out, but because of this, you're free to look at the town."

"I'm going to do that, but it's not. About Hull."

"You mean Hal?

The mentor twisted his neck. Hal also twisted his neck.

"I was wondering why Hal never ate swamp grapes. Hey, Hal, what have you done with the money these past three years?

"Money? I don't have it."

"I don't have it," he said.

Linus was out of line.

"College would pay you a set of clothes if you wanted, rice would be served in the dining room, and you would have taken a proper bath. I couldn't buy what I wanted, but I haven't been out of town much either because I don't have any money in the first place. I was looking forward to turning 20."

Hal grinned and said so.

"Next time we hunt Shaw and Slime. And buy snacks."

Unlike yesterday, I was able to think ahead. Shaw asked quietly:

"Michal, help me hunt, remember how many times I got out?

"Yeah? I keep it in my diary, so I know. It depends on the season, but I think he was out once a week"

"Yes, then by tomorrow, will you keep a summary of what you did and how many demons you hunted?

"I can do it right away."

Hal nodded.

"Instructor"

"I know what I'm trying to say. Sometimes the magic school is crippled with money, so we'll figure it out. Hal, do you sign up for the Mage Guild?

"No."

"Oh, my God! So, do you have anything left in the college"

"Nothing that would be troubling without it"

Hal said sarcastically.

"Instructor"

Looks like Shaw still had something to say.

"Graduation credentials, too, please."

"Shaw. Good idea. I can't wait to be left alone for the last three years."

Shaw and the mentor laughed. Leon said this to such a mentor.

"Can the mentor's escort be Dredd and Lyla? We wanted to talk about Shaw and Hal."

"I don't care if there's any escorts or anything in the city, well, I don't mind."

I have an appointment for the day.

In the first year, Falco such as hunt for slime. Leon such as taking medicinal herbs. Gina taught me how to judge lizards. That was all training to be independent. And all the money I earned, Falco kept it all together. Don't deceive a single gill, keep a good record.

Of course, if you follow the hunt, even apprenticeships get dividends, and even jobs in the winter woods don't pay as much as adults. That's normal.

Instead of overtime, how black is this country that doesn't even get paid? Collect everything you can and then leave this country. With the help of a mentor! Shaw, who makes his nose snort rough, was on the other side.