Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

The hustle and bustle in the distance does not enter consciousness and does not bother me like a little bird chirping.

A silence was about to come that reminded me of Ning Ro Yu.

That maybe no woman fits the word silence better than she does.

Ordinary kindness totally lurked the ringing. Tesfir unconsciously crawled her fingers onto her lips as she sat on the bed.

The slightly open mouth is oddly glossy and the petty exhale leaks from it. Tesfir was slightly dyeing her cheeks to soak in the aftertaste.

Like I miss the warmth that's still not mine.

In a way, I have vain eyes. I feel like I said I wasn't here.

"So, I guess you can explain it to me for once"

When the word is unleashed to make all of that aye, Tesfir shifts her gaze to Ars, even as she wolves.

I'm not so concerned about what you're going to explain and what that meant more than that right now.

Ning Ro, leaving the maiden's lips unaccounted for is enough to make me angry that she has a firm look on her face.

"Well, more than that, right now, is..."

It can't even be pleasant, as usual. It must be wild to ask what a kiss means.

But a heartless heartbeat pushes expectations.

I didn't feel bad. I even felt my voice playing with joy.

What a strange feeling to close your legs and try to hide your embarrassment.

"You don't remember?

"To?"

That's what they say, they look up aggressively, and they trace their memories back. Disgusting memories are often easy to keep. I quenched my cheeks, which became progressively worse in complexion.

The last thing I remember was the silent appearance of Ars. Keep things unclear after that. Only important things remain in my ear. Is that true. Was it another dream, all too shocking and vague memories.

But that disgusting noble face did exist as a reality. I was there.

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A hand pomped on my head by a lid reminds me of a twitch of loneliness. His expression at that time, his eyes sticking out like he was letting go of himself, couldn't leave.

But...

"Sorry about that."

"Why are you apologizing?"

Words that would run out built a clear line between them. I lay my lips on it when I said that this distance was right, because in the end it was someone else talking about other HR... I think Tesfir needs to be clear just why.

Ars took a baffled but unfamiliar word for the unprecedented type of lethargy.

"I didn't get a word to hang you. No, you're not... I didn't know what to do."

Tesfir stopped for a moment like he had eaten on the unexpected side of Ars, who told him in the face.

It was a word that never came out of Ars before. Tesfir had an objectively intimate image of him.

That would be the case, too. Because his potential as the highest ranking is far away and he can't even capture the back letter.

Sometimes the perfect Ars can't do it either. That was a word that made Tesfir realize that, no, he was the same person for all who admired the rank of supremacy.

It's the same.

He's no different from a normal magician again. It just stands out and has a magical talent, with unusual effort and flexible thinking. On the contrary. Other than that, I worry as much as they do.

Tesfir questioned his thoughts with deep breasts.

(Hmm?)

That time I saw the look on Ars's face, I felt... yes, he hated me, he gave me all his love, he disgusted me, I must have felt pushed away that I couldn't go back like before.

As soon as I found out I wasn't, I had myself more relieved than ever.

(I hate it, but I have to admit...)

It's contradictory, but everything matches in her. Because even though I don't like it, I don't have any disgust at all.

I remembered that one day Alice would have guessed such a love pattern sooner.

And the moment he admits it, Tesfir takes a big breath and pukes like a blowout.

It just seemed like a slightly buzzing heartbeat regained my composure.

"Gradually, but I remembered. Yeah, hey... I want to... ha"

"Well, then..."

Tesfir wears the arrow early in the blocked form of words.

"Before you do that, why don't you, uh... kiss me..."

My face turns red because the sight of this way has been clearly regenerated in my brain.

Even Park Min-Jen looks at this situation in a crude way, but Ars only now sighs in his heart that this infantile girl is rampant in a good and unpleasant direction.

Wouldn't it be a good idea to step into her mind too deeply? However, it was an essential requirement in explaining and solving misunderstandings.

"It's your condition before that. First of all, there's no physical abnormality."

"Ugh, yeah."

Gently bend your arms to show.

Though I thought it was a fairly dodgy confirmation, it doesn't seem particularly problematic in terms of appearance.

"Look, I don't know why you're going to be so shocked. It was just a little unusual. As it turns out, you're temporarily unconscious. I'm not an expert either, so I can't say the right thing."

I did have little memory of a bump state from the middle of nowhere. The next time I woke up, it was from a shocking scene.

I feel terrible when it comes to disability, but I can only accept it to the extent that she just lost her mind herself.

Tesfir knows what made it so important. I'm sure Ars is talking about his dream of growing up as a magician. That had nothing to do with what Ars expected, but not the majority.

I didn't think it was going to be that important. It was the first time I was noticed when someone else told me.

But how does it lead to kissing there?

Tesfir looked up to Ars to quickly push the consciousness disorder out of his head and rush to the point.

Then Ars spins while stuck in words. As if it wasn't his intention.

"No, I was careless too, but you too, if that's how you wake up with your eyes, don't let go of your consciousness from the start"

"In other words?"

I let go of my honest doubts about the rather far-fetched way of putting it.

"I mean, there's a point that doesn't even get to me, because it seemed like you wanted to decide you didn't kiss him, so I overwrote it and tried... a completely over-scientific therapy, but it turned out to be so faceted that it clapped out. It's hard to understand."

"What? Ahhhh!?

Raising a strange voice, Tesfir pinched her own cheek with both hands. As I tell you it's up to you to suffer from understanding.

"Well, what? You're not sure. You took my lips from me as part of the treatment."

"Disgruntled?

"I'm unhappy. Or motive..."

That's right. I'm going to leave it to the momentum to get my mouth shut. If you say it to the end, you will expose yourself.

There is no choice but not to be blatant after listening to what I have just told you. And it's uncomfortable to say it's from me. This kind of thing shouldn't normally come from women.

And with one of the kisses, I feel like a much lighter woman.

"A motive?

Tesfir glanced back at Ars' floating dialogue and then turned to him.

Not yet. We still have a lot to do.

A slight leap of imagination loosened Tesfir's cheek, but only Ars has a beauty spreading around that is not surprising to be called extinct. Still, the floating stories have been with me for the past few months and I don't listen.

Not to mention that Tesfir didn't seem to be impressively preferred from Ars.

I even feel the lowest side that said less than a lover or even less than a friend. Maybe they just don't hate me yet.

(Is that it? I seem the closest and farthest?

I realized that because nothing has progressed in relation to keeping the act of kissing. It's all because of him. The motive doesn't include his feelings as much as it is justified.

Ha ha, and the heartfelt sigh overflowed and Tesfir stared slowly sideways.

How did you like a man like this? Character blinks, but minus that, your talent as magic is top.

Of course, Tesphere is the girl of dreams. If she despises the status of nobility, she undoubtedly attaches importance to such inner aspects as character and compatibility.

In that regard, Ars must have failed. He always pursues rational, rational, unmistakable choices - as if they were machines… but at some point all of that seems to favor all the elements that make up him.

I'm sure this is a phenomenon called love because of the sentiment that I like it.

If you say so, even if you can't explain it, it's the tightest word.

"It's nothing!

"Well, for once, the aristocrats like Isle are still waiting for me, but scratch and explain if you can."

Knowledge of Isle is necessary, no matter what the discussion venue may be.

This is how he got involved, but it's a boat he boarded. Because of this, I can see the results of the training, and it's just the right place.

If Tesfir leaves the college, Alice and I may not be at the training place. It should be avoided that everything so far is to be attributed to nothing.

Above all, I think I've come to understand the meaning of the word, which also serves to take people's minds into account, as Beric said.

Perhaps I can help my little bad goddaughter. Such a change of heart was letting Ars step in at his will.

(If possible, I'd like you to explain it to me within the same time that I haven't changed my mind)

"You don't have to come, it won't help you to leave anyway. I'm just gonna fall down again. I'll take your intentions."

"Ugh, yeah......"

I felt the difficulty in telling Tesfir to hold onto her throat.

Making them wait too long can be a bad story.

Though Ars thinks it's bad for sickness.

"I'm telling you I'll give you a hand. Let's just say, well, I won't be able to ignore your house either, so I'll add my intentions to the neighborhood and give you conditions, and I'll just wait 30 seconds."

"-!! What, hey!

"Yichi..."

"And don't speak up!! Distracted."

Ars turned a mean grin on Tesfir protesting with a sad voice.