The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels

- Well.

After a deep and long sigh, Sputnik stood on the bed.

When I walk over to the study desk, I open the desk drawer without making a sound. I peek thinking about what happened and what I don't expect too much from what I want, but there were still just a few tools in there as usual. I get a little lost and then end up grabbing a thin pencil and a short gold filled wire and putting it in my pocket.

Closed the drawer, then took the thickest book out of the bookshelf and held it aside. Sputnik left the bedroom.

Walk down the hallway and stand in front of the door leading to the shared area. It's a terrible hassle, but I couldn't leave it alone. I let my anger kick the door open. Enjoy the emotion. Crewe finally fell asleep, there's no ex or child to wake him up here.

Grab the knob and open it without making as much noise as possible.

There was one kid there, sitting in a triangle.

"Ah. I knew you'd notice."

"I don't know why you don't notice, you fucking kid"

I throw up on a white haired girl who laughs fun without hiding the feeling of neglect.

From being in the middle of people taking evenings, talking in the bedroom, to ending up in the middle of putting Crewe to sleep. The door opens again and again, and the eyes meet, and if you don't notice, it's too much abalone. Along the way, I consciously avoided pointing my gaze at you. I didn't care if Crewe noticed, but it didn't seem like he meant it to be noticed by her even over there, and being good was only peeking at this flicker when she didn't have her eyes - but that didn't make me angry either.

"But I know there's a third party, and yet you can get along so well. Damn it, don't make me whimper. I didn't care what I would do if it came to that. [M] It's not like I like to peek."

"Hate and not enough human beings to lust for toddler shape."

"Really? Girls grow faster than you think. I look in pain when I'm insulting you with your child, you should remember"

Just as if I said it was a masterpiece, I laugh with a leaning knuckle. It also doubles Sputnik's frustration, but this magical girl doesn't know what to think about it.

"Thanks for the unwanted advice. You can often say that you hate teething turtles by breaking into a house of Kosovars. - In the first place, weren't you supposed to come next with an appointment, 'ma'am'?

Then.

Beyond the large lens, his right eyelid shivered tingly.

This morning. He was aware that that Elise who came to the store was not a real Elise. It had been turned into something very similar, but unfortunately the merchant's account cannot be misled. That's why he whispered in a whisper to the fake Elise that Krew wouldn't hear - "Isn't that the day after tomorrow, you fucking kid?"

At that moment, she looked much more closely at the fact that there was no way she could have been noticed. I don't know how Krew saw how he was, but at least he didn't seem suspicious, as he grabbed her hips firmly trying to distance herself in a hurry and smiled and showed him. It's not profitable where I made you fear that fear unnecessarily.

The girl looked up at him with her hands in front of her chest as she raised her face and her eyes glowed.

"Yeah, well, that's what I was wondering. You, how did you know that was me?

"I had a visit from my wife the other day. At that time, I was telling him about my unavailable day. I don't know if Temeh knew, but if Temeh hadn't come, I'd be at the Chamber of Commerce today. So there was no way she was coming today."

- I'll lay low for the real reason that I felt different when I hugged you.

Instead, when she assembled and answered for what seemed to be the ultimate reason, she blinked with those big eyes.

"What. I thought I was going to say," My lower back felt different from the real thing. "You're just a bastard."

…………

It was broken.

but if you believed it, that's fine. Laughing with a hun and a nose, he answers, "You should probably also lick people". "I missed you," she said, clapping her shoulders.

"But your courage is also approximate. You used to leave all that behind for me and come out in front of me at this hour without a busy weapon. [M] Though I was frightened and thought I would decide not to notice."

"I guess it comes out eventually because of something Ng. Then such an attitude, it's just useless to take it. And apparently, I'm not dying from a pile stabbed in the heart."

"Haha. I heard that too, not to mention her trust in you. [M] Damn, she's a lovely lady."

"That's enough, it's time to say the requirements. What do you want?"

I think it's time for me to go to sleep. When she gets up on the spot, she fixes her skirt patty hitting hem and laughs at him again.

"I just wanted to talk to the public. You have one or two things you want to ask me, don't you? Ah, don't worry. I really don't want to hurt you tonight."

Tonight. - I don't know if this next time, do you?

I am very angry at what is said from above, but it is also true that there is currently no such thing as a way to combat this. The only hand held is the pench and wire, thick books, which are never lacking in offense or defense. You'll just see me cry where we fought here. With that in mind Sputnik was adult and moved his thought circuit into dialogue.

One or two things she wanted to ask me, she said. Do you need one or two? I'm going to point you to a few things that you can't even think about and answer.

"Why did you target the Sputnik Jewelry Store? Why did you send a similar notice to the Witch Society? Do they have anything to do with the creation of the Liafiat branch? How can you use all that magic in Liafiat City?"

"Hmm. I guess your question is four."

"Can you pay for the tools that were broken in the morning? Five."

At that moment, Sputnik did not miss that her cheeks were drawn. Faster than that upset can be solved, overlapping words.

"What if it is? Are you going to tell me the answer?"

"Ah, ah. That's right, it's special, I'll spare your guts and give you an answer. - In order from head to head, I can't teach, I can't teach, I can't teach, I can't teach, I'm sorry. Above"

"Just kidding."

"Ah Pain (was there)"

I'll kick your knees lightly with my toes. And she broke her knee in a daze and laughed as if she were a prank child. Rub your knees to show what the hell your mouth says, opposed to violence.

"First of all, isn't it bad that you've got your hands on me in the morning? If you get hit, it's common for people to want to do it again."

"Uruze. If that's what you mean, it's bad that Temehe's been selling us burglary alerts."

"Uhm."

Arm up, yeah roaring out. I thought that attitude was full of alarm.

Though, this one is injured, and his head is a little drowsy. I don't see how we can do this for the gap. I gave up purely targeting the gap and removed the wire I had brought for protection from my pocket. I don't have a particular shape I want to make, but I twist it around to play with my hands.

Place the shield replacement book on the floor and wrap it around using a pencil as appropriate. Seeing it, she let her eyes shine all the time. The girl's, seemingly innocent smile turns to him.

"Oh. That's nice, what can you do?"

"Sa. I'm not thinking about it either."

I was going to answer as bluntly as I could, but she nodded, staring at him with her eyes like she saw something interesting.

"Me too, I used to make silver rings. I don't know what that was, but it's a clay habit, and when it's baked, it's silver. What a strange thing."

"Silver clay?"

"Yes, that's it. Silver clay. I remember. Damn, that's weird. Is that phenomenon where the soil turns into silver, as if it were magic but not magic? Are you going to use that to make things too?"

"No. It's in the processing room, but I hardly use it to make products. Depending on the size, I sometimes ask for a workshop outside, so I don't know how to say it in general, but silver products have a lot of lost-wax carvings. Silver clay is like a personal toy. And silver clay doesn't mean the soil becomes silver."

I said that much, and I kept my mouth shut. Because I remembered that being in front of you is not something we should be used to. When it comes to jewelry and ornaments, I can't keep my mouth light.

I regained my mind and stared straight at the girl's face as she listened with pleasure.

"Come on. If you have any requirements, just say so."

"Requirements? It's not enough to say that you've come to see the faces of rivals who will eventually confront you"

Ugh, that look I laugh at is also hateful again. There are words such as "extra cuteness," but in this case, there is no extra cuteness, just frustration comes first.

The will must have been conveyed, the magic girl leaned her neck small and clasped her shoulders.

"I can't get along.... well, maybe it's time for me to go home. I'm done for."

That said, when it came to what she was doing here, I was just looking at how they were doing. There's no way anything was stolen from inside the room, so it makes me look terribly surprised.

What the hell are you doing here?

"One thing I was wondering was why my magic of change had been seen through. There's one thing I wanted to know about someone named you. The last one is...... yeah. This is a secret, too."

"You can't even make friends if you're too secretive."

"Oh. Would you be friends with me if I told you my purpose honestly?

I'm sorry about that.

"I miss you. I wonder if they think I'm that bad."

"I don't know what Temehe's like. Is there a merchant who gets used to the Koso mud?"

"I see. That makes sense."

A magical girl who nods like a hum and a translator.

"Well, then I can't help it. It's time for me to spare you."

If the wizard doesn't sleep, he gets tired. I shrugged about that, and then I stretched out a lot - and I said, "Yes," as I noticed something.

"Let me just give you one tip to thank you for staying with me at this hour"

"Tips?"

"What did I come here for this evening?"

Blue eyes behind the silver edge laugh in front of Sputnik, who frowns in surprise.

She tips and dots as she scatters the Shizukuishi of light from her raised fingertips. It was just one mistake he was unconsciously making.

"You didn't put 'Which gem is the Magic Girl after in this store' in the question."

- At that moment, I thought I was inadvertently breathtaking.

She won't miss that. I laugh all the time at Sputnik's momentary confusion for getting my will.

Faster than he returned some word, she said "goodbye" with terrible pleasure and disappeared.

The assembled wire was distorted in my hand.

My palm hurts hot for some reason. I don't even know if the tip of the wire stabbed me in the palm of my hand, but I couldn't afford to just check. Because much stronger frustration than that was boiling his head down. I leave it to anger, just dust (garbage) to beat it to the floor. Kang, and made a light noise and jumped, rolling over to the edge of the hallway.

Still, anger doesn't subside, and I desperately suppress the fact that I'm about to punch the wall. I couldn't make a loud noise poorly and wake up asleep. Because it was not hard to imagine how terrible a look I was right now. Don't give me that look in front of that idiot who believes his boss is omnipotent. The irrepressible anger that springs up with the mundane is not on that kid - it's on his own dumbness too much.

"There will be plenty to be cautious about."

How miserable of me to stand alone by the stairs and poison myself.

Close your eyes firmly, take a long time, and untie the fist you gripped, one finger at a time. Breathe slowly and thinly from between the chewed teeth to the limit, slowly and vomit. By doing so, I forgot my anger.

Let's go to sleep now. With that in mind, I take the books I had on the floor and open the door. Then,

……

From the back, I heard a strange noise.

It's puzzling, and I frown unexpectedly. A light sound called kofu, kofu. It sounds irregular, over and over again. The root, apparently, is the bedroom.

- No way, that kid is something.

I thought, my liver got cold all at once. Run down the hallway and hurry to open the bedroom door.

but there was no magic girl there. In addition, the identity of the sound is immediately known. Crewe was coughing up in bed.

I feel weak at the same time as relieving. Totally in a hurry - I sat on the edge of the bed, my hand resting on my tiny, trembling shoulder every time I coughed.

"What's up, Coo? Are you okay?"

Hold her lips with both hands and rub her back slowly. Then, his eyelids opened. Sleeping colors look at him, and sleeping voices call him. But the voice is also blocked, and from beyond the small hand, the cough is repeated several times.

Eventually, between the covered fingers, one shadow appeared.

Blue applied to saliva and glowing.

"Coo. Is it painful, Coo"

No reply. Disturbed breathing returns immediately to a calm sleep. Also, I think I fell asleep.

Thick, black book cover, held on the side. medical books, the letters looked mocking at him.