Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

From a refreshing farewell to Dr. Gray, I had my days back in peace.

One incident that prompted Dr. Gray to wake up to his attributes was that no matter how much he examined the simulated wand (model) he used or my magic, he didn't know for sure what caused it.

However, after testing my magic powers, it seems to be the most intense line of reasoning to say that it might have had some effect on constraint magic because it was a perverted magic that was different from normal.

In fact, it seems that rarely do people have some kind of mutation in magic, in which case the control of magic is more difficult than normal? They call him the "Heterogeneous Magic Holder".

I thought there was a reason for the auto mode to go out... there's no way I could say that.

In the end, for no clear reason, I began by acquiring magic control with a special magic tool without using a simulation wand (model).

The tutor I hired to replace Dr. Gray was a very old woman who said Linda Works.

She was an aunt with sunlit Inaho hair and soft lawn eyes, combining tolerance from experience with female-specific motherhood. He seems to be someone with a deep knowledge of magic as well as study, and he seems to be the one who brings it to teach magic to me with 'heterogeneous magic'.

In fact, even when I took the class, he was a good teacher and a great character.

If it's just going to raise one difficulty, it's going to blow things away.

Because I admire the correct answer to the question by adding gestures... I can't wait. Because everything I solve is a primary school problem.

Again and again, my contents are for high school students five times.

Whether you can do a double-digit calculation, read a novel, or just remember the history of the country and be praised...... hard to please. Rather spicy.

He's a good guy...... something, like a sweet aunt to my niece. I could say sweet grandmother to my grandson, but I don't think he's that old.

But that's trivial.

If you feel frightened by the death flag, let's accept it as sweet as a big compliment from your aunt.

Now that I'm away with Dr. Gray, I have little fear of a death flag on me.

Bite the calm you have restored, counting the years that have passed.

If I'd known, I'd be nine years old.

× × × ×

"It's too peaceful and scary..."

"I don't know what that means. I didn't say anything. Just do it."

"Yes."

Kate kicks me in the ass and turns to the notebook again.

What we have is a familiar rose garden every time. I'm in the middle of a study group spreading my writing equipment like Dr. Gray and I did one day.

Even so, I'm the one who called it, and Kate's just attached to it.

"Why do you always call me..."

"'Cause if I did it alone, I'd be out of focus."

"You won't last with me."

"If Kate was here, the novel would follow."

"I'm going home."

Oh, my God, he's a sweet guy because he hangs out with me while he complains about bumps and does a preview review. My face is beautiful, and I wish I could say something a little more understandable and gentle.

Whoa, I shouldn't. I get scolded again for thinking bad things.

Kate's guy has been reading my thoughts lately. It's not in an esper sense, it seems easy to understand because I'm going to be in an attitude right away.

How about a 10-year-old who still thinks it's easy to understand?

"... Maria, my hand is stopped."

"Ah...... sorry"

"If you're tired of it, why don't you do something else? You're bringing it, aren't you?

"…… I will."

I'm not tired of anything... but I think I'm going to say something unnecessary even if I'm taken badly, and I'll fit it in.

I cleaned up my writing equipment and took out enough crystal balls to fit in both my hands.

Of course it's not just a crystal ball, it's one of the magic tools.

"…… Ah, I forgot the pedestal."

"Asshole."

"Shut up!"

Kate is angry with me for showing up in her face, but I don't care because I can do it without it. The kid called me an asshole, but he's older than me for once, and I don't care at all!

Exhale loudly with Hu and put your strength into both hands holding crystal balls. When I have a pedestal, I put my hands on the crystal ball, but not right now, and honestly, it's easier this way.

With a few seconds of force, the center of the crystal ball begins to glow dull.

All right, today is the day to succeed!

"Huh............!

With even more strength, the brilliance increases with it.

A little more............!

"What... that?

When I was convinced of my success and thought I was a last-minute, the light suddenly weakened and disappeared at the end.

"…… Failure, right. Don Mai."

"I thought I could!!

Blurring your legs and resisting won't change the outcome. This ritual, which has been going on for the last six months, ended in failure today.

After knowing that I had heterogeneous magic powers, I began to study magic with all my might. Starting from where Mr. Orsene taught me to re-learn the basics, and also about my 'heterogeneous magic powers'.

And six months ago, Dr. Linda gave me this crystal ball that said it was the final exam.

This crystal ball is a human with a heterogeneous magic power like mine… the magic tool used by the heterogeneous magic holder (Normal Eater) to learn control… should I say magic material?

By applying magic to this crystal ball, the heterogeneous Magic Holder (Normal Eater) acquires a little bit of control.

And when you gain control perfectly, this crystal ball deforms into a simulated wand (model). In that case, the study of control can be carried out through graduation, sunshine and practical skills using simulated wands (models).

"I thought today would be a success……………………"

"Yeah, that was a shame."

"I want to succeed by the time I get up to the middle..."

"Aren't you okay? Dr. Linda said Maria was good."

"Yes, but... if you're unattributed magic, you can practice with Kate. It's boring to do it alone."

"... say a human being who is currently involving me?

"That's it, this is this"

"Dumb, dumb, cat-bearing young lady"

"Wait a minute, where did you learn those words"

Hasn't this guy spoken badly year after year? Is this what boys are like? No, but Dr. Gray was sweet. Don't pull me off when I'm eight years old and spitting this tantrum at a younger girl.

Buy words for sale. I say I'm an asshole just as well, but I'm not seriously going to hurt them both with all this twitching.

I often end up in the right place and talk normally again.

"Maria, are you there?

It seems unusual that a customer arrived today.

"……… Mother?

"Dear Delia?

"I knew you were with Kate."

The customer, who appeared with a soothing smile as usual, was his mother. Dear Delia, that's Kate's nickname when she calls my mother. At first, I called her a wife, but after everything she said, "It's fine with an aunt or something," she finally settled down with the current Delia.

"I thought this would be the time. I'm sorry I interrupted your study."

"No, because it's over."

"Maria's out of focus."

"Kate!"

Don't say anything unnecessary! Chuck in your mouth!

"Heh, you two are really close. I just wanted to talk to Maria for a second."

"To me, Your Majesty?

That's unusual again.

It is not unusual that your mother should go to Rose Garden without talking to me.

This is our rose garden, the janitor is Kate's father, and the owner is his father, but his mother seems to like the courtyard better than here and only comes to the rose garden when she's with someone.

I don't care if you need me, but I'm going to have dinner with you after this, so I guess I'll just have to tell you then.

Extra rush? I don't see how I'm in a hurry for it... what is it?

"What would that be?

"Actually, we have a date for the Second Prince's birthday party."

"Huh..."

Second prince...... I could see that the word caught my blood.

Second prince, second prince, second right to inherit the throne. There is only one such person in my country. I know, I remember, I want to forget I could do it.

I can't help but want to block my ears to your mother's words. I don't want to hear the words that follow.

At the end of the day, the peace I regained is threatened.

I know, I know, but... you can't just not ask.

"It's next week, but you invited me, so Maria should go with you!

"Saw, Desca......"

What I had in mind at that time while only creating a grin on my mouth was how to get sick somehow by next week.

I'm sorry I said I was scared or something. Because I apologize, Cumbuck. Peace......!