Meikyuu Toshi no Antique Shop

Soara was in the library of The Age of the Good Old Mages, a specialty of grant tools.

I will look for what I want, following with my eyes the back cover delivered to the neatly lined bookshelves.

Honestly, I didn't think there'd be a lot of books so far.

They say everything here is Fujiwara's personal property.

Much of it was accounted for by literature that would have been used in his appraisal, but the topics that very occasionally reminded him of romantic novels were also confusing.

"About a third-rate fallen aristocrat I ran off with a handsome trading merchant," "Can a poor village daughter go out with a millionaire? '' An orphan raised in a monastery has engaged the prince '.

"... whose hobby is it"

Well, okay.

There was something that caught my eye apart from that.

Old leather thick books.

I can see that there is no back cover title and it is not what I was looking for at a glance.

But I'm worried about it and I take it in my hand.

A huge glitch on the surface cover.

Because of this, some of the characters that seem to be the subject have disappeared.

Somehow I felt that the atmosphere was so different from the others that Soara opened the page to be invited.

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"... where is that place?

The shortcut girl looks around and is surprised.

I can't help it.

Because all of a sudden, he came out in a strange place.

This is the space in the Book of Magic.

Books over there too. Books here too.

Countless books are scattered all over it.

And even when I looked up, there were so many deposited books that I couldn't even look up, that they became walls and ceilings.

And what she's stepping on because she thinks it's the floor is also an open giant book page.

The next page is lined with desks, shelves, and other furniture like a room.

There's one old man there. This washi.

It is Sendak.

"Hey, lady, you're in a good mood"

"Who is your grandfather?

"This is my little study. To explain it plainly, it's inside the magic book you opened. Well, you can think of me as the incarnation of the Book of Wizards..."

"Ha."

"This is also on the edge of something. I don't know. Why don't you make a deal with me? If you understand, I'll give you all the knowledge you don't know."

"Ha."

She has a troubled face on her head.

It seemed that the situation had not yet swallowed.

"I wonder, for example, if you're interested in the magic trick. You will be able to teach magic that no one in this world can handle."

"Is your grandfather going to tell you?

"Dear Left, by the way, the previous owner has utilized the eagle to break through the dungeons of the labyrinth city to the twentieth floor underground"

"Is it true!?

She's eating up, unexpectedly.

As good as it gets. It didn't seem like a bad topic. Then let's attack from this side.

But she frowns like she suddenly remembers something.

"... but that means being the owner of a book, right?

"Even if it is. We'll be partners for a while."

"But you belong to the store, right? Then you can't let me have it on my own, and maybe I can't afford it."

"It's a minor problem. If you become an owner, you will be able to leave behind the power of not being influenced by the values of gold and so on."

"That makes you a thief, doesn't it? Then I refuse."

"Uhm... you're a good girl."

The girl doesn't. Not so much.

You don't seem like a bad boy, but you don't have enough greed.

"Well, then I don't have a choice. Let me take some time."

"Welcome."

"By the way, lady, let's just apologize for one more question. I wonder if you want to know something."

"Do you really know anything?

Whatever.

There's nothing I don't know about this weasel who was once called the Wise Man.

"Then I'm just doing a little searching and tell me where the book is called 'Making Confectionery Today'. I can't find it at all..."

"That's easy. Then this magic book is pinched. It's on three shelves. When you get out the door behind you, you can look for it."

"Thank you"

The girl thanked him and turned her back lightly to the eagle and went to the other side of the door.

I wonder if that's a good question.

I wish I had the knowledge to teach you anything......

Well, good if she's good, but she's a greedy kid.

… Now let's get back to work and expect another visitor.

I'd prefer someone who knows more about the value of the eagle next time.

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"... magic? I hope it sticks."

My next visitor was a three-knit eyeglass boy.

Somehow, all of a sudden, he was brought to a strange place, and he seemed to be completely rotten.

Even when I suggested talking about the contract, they immediately turned me down because they weren't interested.

"Because Lynne, I'm good at magic. It's definitely more fun to remember for yourself."

"For example, you can make magic that the Lord can't handle in a decade, so you can use it in a year?

"Lynne, they say it's qualitative, so maybe it's okay."

It is a statement that does not doubt one's talents.

I couldn't help but miss watching the old eagle.

Sure, this girl seemed like she had some sort of magical aptitude, so she might do it.

But I do want you to be the owner.

Therefore, I decided to try to sell myself in further.

"But, young lady. How can I know a lot of ancient magic without you now?

"Your grandmothers will tell you."

"No, no, no. Even if your grandmothers were skilled magicians, compared to Non, your hands and feet grew -"

"Lynne, I feel bad, so I'm leaving now"

"Why...!?"

"My grandmothers aren't frogs. She's a great witch."

The girl swells her cheeks and stares at this one.

Apparently, he thinks he made fun of his grandmother.

Mm-hmm. It could have been a silence.

"... I'm familiar with other than witchcraft. Unknown language, unknown demons, unknown grant tools, you will be able to answer any difficult questions instantly"

"Ask your grandmother that, too, and you'll see."

Your grandmother is amazing.

Who is it?

"Duh, I don't know. Can you ask me one question here?

I decided to change my hands because I had too bad minutes.

Because if you demonstrated it, I realized I was capable and thought I might change my mind.

"Questions?"

"Whatever. I'll give you an answer right away."

"I don't want to hear anything else."

"Please. Please. This is it!"

"... then I'll ask you a question"

"Oh."

Why are you so desperate?

And why are you so happy?

I wonder why this eagle, who in his lifetime has been called the 'Wise Man' and has created several branches of history after becoming a post-mortem guide, is bowing his head to this daughter.

"I came looking for a book called 'Making Confectionery Today', you know where it is?

"... is that a question"

"... I don't know."

"No, no, no. Of course I can tell. Then go through the door behind you, it's on the shelf on three of my books."

"Really?"

Sends a suspicious gaze.

You don't trust me. Hey.

"Well, is there anything else you'd like to know more than that? Any more meaningful and worldly truth-related questions?

"Nothing... can I go back now?

I no longer had to say "yes please".

The girl says, 'Thank you,' and bows politely, knocking at the door behind her and returning to the original world.

I feel defeated somehow.

... well, let's get back on track.

And next time, let's expect visitors.