It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

The day after the demon mirror ended underdevelopment, I had no class to take and I was off. So the next day, I'm coming to school.

(Because these things happen in fourth grade ~. Oh, speaking of which, Magilka, are you off today?

Thinking of things like that, I unexpectedly finish my class early and head out to the colloquial room in the old school building in a shabby manner. I stood in front of the door with pale anticipation, wondering if anyone was there ~ and I knocked.

"Go ahead."

Then I hear Magilka unexpectedly from inside.

(Is that it? Magilka, I don't think you were on holiday.)

As I tilted my neck, Tütte opened the door quietly so I stopped thinking and went inside.

Magilka stands inside, as expected, and no one else.

"Magilka, do it today"

"Ahhh, Master Mary. Ahh."

Magilka came running over to check on me and gave me a hug. Besides, my voice is so sweet.

"Duh, duh, what's up, Magilka?

"Yes? What is it"

Magilka asked as she slept at me.

(Ha ~? I thought Magilka was shy or disgusted with this kind of skin. Is it a good idea to start with yourself?

I'm gonna stick around knowing Magilka's gonna be shy. Me too, but anyway, it was unusual for her to move on and stick around.

I guess I got a little honest with myself because I was released from my class master duties, then I have nothing to cooperate with either.

"... ahhh, the noble scent of Master Mary...... haha"

(Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock)

I blush and my thoughts sway at the words that Magilka, who was stuck to, whined as she roughed her nose and su ~ ha ~ su ~ ha ~.

"Ma, Magilka, weren't you off to school today?

I shrugged away from Magilka, shaking the subject.

"Rest?

Magilka returns in questionable form for some reason to my question. Lovely to put your hands on your mouth and lean your little neck.

"Were you? I forgot about Mary because she was full of heads."

To Magilka, who says it's obvious, I'm starting to feel like the atmosphere is different from usual. Somehow, not the usual Magilka who seems smart, but rudely doesn't even look like an asshole child.

And, I noticed something myung-myung over Magirka's head.

(Dumb hair! Is that it? Was there some kind of asshole hair called Magilka?

I explore memories, but I don't remember anything like that. Nevertheless, it doesn't mean there won't be any future, so did Magilka set it up by chance or intentionally?

(Maybe, fashionable? No, sleeping habits... uh-huh, there's no latter in Magirca, is there?)

"I wanted to talk to Mary and I was waiting to see if she was still here. Please have a seat."

When I'm thinking about the asshole hair project, Magilka wraps her own arm around my arm and walks away without such a problem.

"Oh, hey, is that it?

I couldn't hide my confusion that I shouldn't have made Magilka into such an attitude as a matter of decision. Usually we should get consent before we act. I think I'm a little cute, even though I'm in a hurry for unexpected behavior.

(Huffle, if I keep saying no to this pattern, I might unexpectedly be Magilka obstinate. Hahahaha, that's only true for that Magilka......)

"Hold on, Magilka"

That's a mean me who wants to see it and move on to action. As I stopped my legs and untied my entangled arms, Magilka looked at me with a pokered face.

And tears.

That was close to crying. You thought I rejected you. You look desperate like the end of the world.

"Me, Lady Mary... reject me, Shimmer, Shimmer..."

"Wow, I'm sorry. I don't hate it. It's just, uh, you see, right? I don't know, the devil gave it to me."

I panicked over the predictions and on the diagonal results, trying to excuse myself but I can't think of a good word.

"... I mean, did Lady Mary do anything mean to me?

"Uh oh, yeah... sorry"

…………

"... Magilka? Angry?"

"Eh heh, good for you. I thought Mary hated me."

I find myself unconsciously in love with Magilka, who usually has a soft smile like I've never shown her.

(cute...... but is it because I feel like Magilka feels heavy about me)

"If Lady Mary hates me, I can't live anymore. I almost hurt myself."

(heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy)

"Ha ha, see you again. Ah, joke about it."

The air was getting heavier so I made an effort to soothe the air on the field laughing, and this story took its seat away from Magilka as it was already over and in the dark. Sometimes I'm scared and don't want to confirm what look Magilka has on my attitude like that.

(Uh-huh, hey. I don't know if Magirca is weird or something today, I feel weird. Though I said, "Aren't you crazy? How rude of you to ask)

Get to your seat. I'm staring into the room and thinking, Magilka, who is usually supposed to sit across the street, came sitting next to me.

"Huh?"

To unexpected behavior I turn down my surprise voice and look at Magilka, and she looks at this one with a face whose behavior is even natural.

(Let's not worry about it. I feel like I'm losing if I care)

"Uh, oh, hey, research report. I don't know what to do. Maybe we should consider another one."

With all that excitement and the mirror ending up underdeveloped, I try to remember and disclose that I was thinking about changing the theme.

"I don't know, Magilka"

Though I intend to change it, I am other than willing to ask Shilleh and Magilka for another proposal.

"Come on?"

…………

I look at this one with Nico's face, or Magilka returns it openly with a cancer look, so I mumble.

(Oh, yeah, right. You can't rely on someone else because it's about you)

While reflecting on myself, I decided to try to figure out what to do.

"Uh-huh. I don't know what to do. I don't want to discover new things or anything like that. I don't want to do that..."

I couldn't even think about it. Because my neighbor Magilka looked at me with cancer without saying anything.

"... that's right. Why don't you ask the others what they will do and refer to it? Hey, Magilka?

"Isn't that good?

It's Magilka who answers me instantly, but it didn't sound like a statement since I thought about it. I feel like my regular girlfriend would come up with some more ideas and then answer.

"Ma'am, I don't think the others will tell the others in the red what they're doing in the research. Worst of all, it could be stolen."

When I'm questioning Magilka's attitude, Tütte whispers from behind.

(Well, that makes sense. That's why Magilka talks too much...... that? Then why was Magilka telling me this before? Because you weren't someone else in the red? For me? Then why now?

The more I think about it, the more the mark fits over my head.

"More than that, Lady Mary doesn't have class after this, does she? Then why don't you go shopping with me?

"Shopping? Suddenly. Uh-huh, but there's a report or something."

While I was suddenly surprised at Magilka suggesting play over academia, I found Magilka to be openly infidel when I was reluctant.

"Ma, Magilka?

"Bhu ~, Master Mary has been talking about the report report from earlier and all about the study. Aren't you going to talk to me?

"No, studying is what you do, right? We need to focus on that while we're at school."

While I think I'm saying I want to head for it myself, I usually find myself uncomfortable with what I'm saying a dialogue like Magilka says.

"Oh, which is more important, Master Mary, is it me or my job?

(Wow, I never thought the time would come to ask that "which is more important" question. And to Magilka)

I'll look at this one with resentment. I have trouble responding, sweating cold at Magilka.

(Is this a Magilka joke? You can't expect her to make that choice. If I answer a job or something here, you don't think they're gonna cry again?

That's what I looked at...... not. Because it would seem tough if you were really self-harmed or hysterical as I said earlier.

"Ma'am, maybe you're saying that Master Magilka isn't just in the school, but explores it from a different perspective: the Wang Capital?

"Well, that makes sense."

Me pounding my hand unintentionally at Tutte's point. Then I think it would be nice to say it directly without doing anything like this, but I will take the liberty of interpreting that Magilka has Magilka's circumstances.

So the answer was decided.

"Work!

"Me... Dear Mary..."

"Oh, that? So, but I'm going to King's Landing. Come on, let's go, let's go right away. Hey, Magilka."

Magilka shows off her desperate face in the response she confidently provided, so I rush to tell her what I think, I hold her hand and make her take a seat.

Thus we went to the king's capital.

It never occurred to me at this time to wait for such a thing in the King's Capital...