Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

You couldn't take me to Jill because I'm a snake, which may be too much, but it's also true that I'm weak. You think it's pretty weak on top of not being ready, don't you?

I'm troubled to be stronger, but I'm stepping on the status quo, and this doesn't make sense to me to have entered the Enchantress House. I'm ready to go in, so I know I need to brace my stomach. Even if it's difficult.

Still, I don't like that you're just leaving that kind of work around you. I'm the only one who grew up in a greenhouse, grew up muddy, and pushed around to do whatever I was supposed to do.

"Cecil, Cecil, you can develop magic, right?

When I went to a lab that, as usual, was turned into an individual's private room and threw questions, I suddenly got a look back that seemed to say what it was. Because of this, the small room that connects the lab to the door, hidden in a cloth, is said to be entirely a dormant room and your private room, Cecil. I've never been in it before.

"Correctly, it feels like we're going to improve our existing magic. Making it from scratch breaks bones in boulders."

Still, I'm not saying you can't, Cecil. I'm reminded you're a genuine genius, unlike me.

You established yourself so much because of the combination of what you were born with your efforts. You're so confident now, Cecil, that you can't compare to him back in the day.

"You're not gonna tell me to make magic for you, are you?

"Mr. Boulder Cecil, your answer."

Big wins, and when you slap your hands together, it turns into a slightly dazed look after all. Maybe you've been expecting me since I cut it out like that, Cecil, and you seem to grasp the pattern of behavior and stuff.

Can't you? and when I approach you Cecil, who is arrayed at the desk, I am grabbing a book that was left unwrought with some sighing. I was relieved that the book was a magic book, so at least it didn't seem to be rejected without a headache.

"... depending on the original magic and what you want."

I want to be strong.

"That's ambiguous. Is that a magic trick of attack specialization?"

"Yes, specifically powerful enough to surpass my father's 'Inferno'"

What is too high a desire is to know.

That one is so strong because of his father's skill. Even if I deal with a similar procedure, oh no. That's where you make me realize I'm remarkably inferior.

First you should hone your strengths, I think that's a shine......

"Don't be impotent. That's Velph, so it's high firepower, and it's completely attack-specific in the first place because of the magic technique. Can you handle that?

"... I know"

"... will surely sacrifice something if it is more powerful than that. Consumption, activation time, difficulty of control"

If you specialize in one thing, you have to sacrifice others.

That's on top of understanding. I expected everything to be difficult to activate, time consuming, and consuming more to gain power.

Still, I beg. For coming someday. Wait when you're ready, to protect you from danger.

To me with my lips tied to a single letter, you convinced me that you would not retreat. Zero sigh again, Mr. Cecil. Roll the magic book you had at hand, and only your gaze will come toward this way.

"... ha. Okay, I'll give it a shot... don't expect it."

"Thank you"

Around cutting and not throwing away, Cecil, you are sweet. Normally, I'd kick ass if I couldn't.

And you can't stay sweet, so I have to try. I'll thank you later, Cecil. I'll buy you your favorite magic item or something at Mr. Elsa's and give it to you.

Cecil, your job was very quick.

You'll have your own business, but after doing it perfectly, you seem to have worked for the development of the magic I seek. Within two weeks, Cecil, you offered me a piece of paper.

Drawn in a magic formation with a line of letters, it is in sufficient form to round my eyes. I don't have to tell you what this is, but I never thought I could do it so fast.

"It was improved once. Your good ice system magic."

Blurring, Cecil. I could see at first sight that there was a neighborhood floating around in your eyes and you made it impossible.

I really appreciate and apologize to you, Cecil, for coming so far, even though it wasn't a rush.

Thank you, and all I could say was a decorative word, and I didn't know how to do it, and I spyed on you, Cecil. Cecil, you look a little cheeky with an unpretentious grin, as if you had spotted it.

"Instead of bottoming up the power, it consumes vast amounts of magic. You're the only one who can use it."

"... thank you so much"

"It's a truly rear-guard-oriented procedure because it's inevitably slower to activate than a normal procedure, and it basically sprinkles widely. Be careful when you point it at an individual. Mistakes in control can be outrageous."

Cecil cautioned me that I didn't even know it was an accident. I guess he's the one who's caused the sorcery outburst, which is why he's so worried.

"Finally, this too"

When you receive something that looks like a throw, a small brooch. Some sort of surgical ceremony was engraved. That was a cute design for you to have, Cecil.

Perhaps Cecil, the substitute you would have made, Cecil, you can see the height of your taste.

"... What's this?

"I'm carving an auxiliary surgery ceremony. You're easier to control than not."

You said you'd take it, but I didn't expect you to support me that far, and I'm so sorry I'm full of it.

Really, I'm blessed with people around me, aren't I?

"... I'm sorry to hear all about it."

"You should do what you're asked to do."

"Thank you"

I'm sorry, I feel somewhat different, and I smiled at you honestly for thanking me, Cecil, for the expression you relieved me somewhere, too.

He worked pretty hard, and when he rang his neck, he was stretching and untying his body. Even as far as I could see, I was clutching to the desk, so my body must have been too elaborate.

"... then I'll go to bed, you're good because I'm done with my job"

"I'm sorry I made you seem impossible"

"I don't mind, this one's a good study too.... Huh."

Cecil, who is sleeping and hiding her absences with her hands, and then rubbing her eyelids. Around the corner where my eyes were closing slightly, it looked like I was still straining them. You didn't have to rush it, even now.

"... Cecil, are you sleepy?

"Sort of."

"... Cecil, can I give you a knee pillow?

"Why did you come to that idea?"

I can't help but thank you here because my sleepy eyes have been narrowed even more, and I come to sleep with you, Cecil. It's a little sad to be a step backwards.

"Looks like I'm tired because of me, and I'm trying to give you a hard time. I'm not involved with girls, Cecil. I think it's a pretty valuable experience for you."

"It's a bustle."

"Uh."

"I don't need a knee pillow. Let me sleep better than that."

I give up because I was so rejected that I'm not going to push it off even as I tilt my neck to see if it's something I hate that much.

Then even the lullaby until the rest of the day, and Cecil, who headed to the hypnotic room, tried to follow you, and he grabbed me by the temple and pushed me back. Let's just blame Cecil for wanting to work but feeling extra tired of you.