The Girl Who Spits Up Jewels

"I think it's around here..."

Krew frowned and whined as he looked again at the map in his hand.

How long have you stood out of the Chamber of Commerce? Don't get lost in the road, now I was walking on a line on the road with wax stones I borrowed from the processing room, but it consumed too fast and ran out on the way. It was a shame while I was back at the Chamber of Commerce to pick it up again, and I kept walking, but the road just gets flattered.

Again, should we wait at the Chamber of Commerce once we turn back - no, because Sputnik believed me - but the signs could only be followed halfway - then we'd better keep going - but - he said he couldn't decide on any of them, stood up, and was bored.

Behind me accidentally, I heard a tread on the ground.

Wow. I look back at Sputnik. But standing there, unfortunately, was not the person to expect. The person's entanglement is a black robe with edges. My face is hidden in the hood and I don't know, but I'm obviously keeping an eye out for Crewe. Based on her back length and physique, she must be a woman.

Crewe had seen a similar outfit in Liafiat City before. Visited the store, not a guest pair.

Wizard. Though Sputnik says evil things about them, Krew knew there were good wizards too. So it was not possible that the person in front of him was a gentle wizard of his heart, who followed him with a glimpse of how he was lost in a strange city. - But.

"You're a jewel puke."

In a word that went on, I knew right away that he was a bad person. If you're normal, you don't call yourself that.

At the same time, I realize that it was she who called herself here, and that this map was a trap for calling herself.

I tried to speak up, but the first time I failed. Breathe shallow and thin so they don't notice and shake your throat again.

"… different person,"

Now, it worked.

Yes, it's a mistake. I'm not by that name, and I'm not even in that profession. The Wizard, however, did not believe in Crewe's answer.

"You're lying."

"Why not?"

"It remains a feature of the report."

Report. - I wonder what you're talking about.

"And we are not as foolish as we believe in the final report of the" "

It was somewhat predictable that although I didn't know the meaning of the words that followed, it was not something that would save Crewe.

To back it up, she says.

"Come with me, let me come"

Speaking of wizards, you wouldn't think of kidnapping anywhere with people's eyes. To a lot of people, we have to run. As soon as she took a step this way, Crewe turned her back and ran out.

but unfortunately, the escape is immediately inhibited.

I felt like I had been pulled at my feet by something, and when I realized it, Crewe was falling. It was not stoned and turned. I got knocked over. Crewe had not missed the white light scattered at his own feet.

But what was really unfortunate to her wasn't that she was magically rolled over, etc.

"Ahhh!

Raising his face, realizing that in front of him, Crewe raised his voice unexpectedly.

With a trembling hand, I take that apart in two. The moment I fell, Pochette's lid opened, and she fell. He was supposed to be a cat's heel. That was a broken hinge coming off and split up and down by his belly. Also, the right ear seems to be pockingly broken at the root and hard connected in part of the velvet.

I kept it from Sputnik, an important jewelry case. And, you know, I was snooping through the cracked belly.

- It was a small, little ring.

Rings for babies, baby rings. Crewe knew who the hell ordered it from Sputnik. Tailored for children by a couple living in Liafiat City. Sputnik arranged for the lovely case of mimicking the cat to be liked by the couple. And he trusted Crewe to keep it because he would never lose it.

I broke such an important product.

Suddenly, I also forget to run away.

So at the edge of his sight, even when the wizard's hand shook up glowed, he couldn't react immediately.

Reminds me I have to run and try to get up in a hurry, but I am inhibited by a scratch on my palm and knee. Because of the horror, my heart, my breath gets more and more painful.

But at least we have to protect this ring alone.

Crewe, who consolidated his last determination, squeezed the broken cat in front of his chest - that's when.

"Stop."

The black shadow.

Covered her sight.

Is it the magical effect of the wizard's unleashed that suddenly enveloped him in darkness before his eyes?

Crewe realized that it was unexpected, because its black color reflected the light just as loudly. It's not such a suspicious thing as magically created darkness, it's just a black fabric.

The black started talking in a polite tone with me when I did.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

Calm voice, but if you listen carefully, the end of the story just plays a little bit, and it also sounds somewhat fun. But speaking was a tone that changed and disdained the other person.

"I was wondering if I should show you the gap. If I had intercepted you with all my might, all your magic would have turned back on you. Yeah, I know you should be careful."

And those didn't seem to be words directed at Crewe.

Horrible, face up. Then I looked over my shoulder at the person who was looking down at me.

"It's okay, ma'am?

"Yes, sir"

What Crewe thought was darkness was her entangled robe. The edge of gold on the black fabric is worn by the wizard. I also wore a hood by way of example, but I could tell that her eyes were about brown because it was a look up attitude.

There's another wizard. But there was no horror in her new appearance, in her eyes, or in the surrounding atmosphere.

A brown eye smiles softly at Crewe's answer.

"Good, then"

- Who is it?

I said, it wasn't Crewe. The voice that pushed him to death low belonged to the wizard who lured Crewe here.

Her brown eyes made her laugh softly at it.

"Well, who am I? Not someone you don't know?

"Answer me!"

I just scream that I'm out of patience. Crewe shrugged unintentionally in horror, but didn't make the black in front of him a slight movement. I just flaunted my shoulder small.

Such an opponent asked her how she could not hide her frustration.

"Whose hand is it? - Right. Rumor has it," Magic Girl. "

"Magic girl?

For the first time her expression is shaded by the name she was called.

"I don't like it, please don't take it personally. Can you not go with those little things? I'm 'real'"

"Real?"

"Honey stuff. Seriously stuff. Or true. You can call me whatever you want. What do you want me to try?

Her words with a gentle smile distorted the lips peeking from the robe hatefully - immediately after.

Higher than the roof, I saw a red light.

It was the other wizard who looked up at it the earliest. It disappeared quickly, but it seemed to her that was enough. I shrugged. Again, that seemed offensive.

"Red, is it a failure to secure the hostages"

Hostages?

To the words I uttered, a chill ran. There is only one person in this city who knows Krew who is likely to be a hostage.

- No way.

"It's okay."

A clear voice blocked the whirling unpleasant imagination.

Look up. The brown eyes were looking at the other wizard.

"Your husband is not as weak or unlucky as he should be."

But the opponent shakes his blanket. The peeping mouth already had the extra color back.

"No, you're unlucky. I was going to put the hostages together and take them to their parents, but because of their bad luck, they came off."

"Parent?"

What the word refers to because of the flow of conversation does not belong to either wizard in front of me - so I pinched my mouth.

"Do you know my, your father and your mother?

"Do you want to see me?"

…………

The baby ring in my hand seemed to have a fever then because I must have unconsciously gripped it in.

I don't have to think about that, I get an answer.

But.

"Not if you're fooled."

- At that moment of shaking, words like cold water came down from above my head and I went back to much more sane.

"Deceive? I'm lying, etc."

"You don't have a lot of people to ask questions back to." Do you know her parents? "she asks. If you were asked a question, wouldn't it be polite for you to answer yes or no? Even if you knew her parents at last, you wouldn't see her as a good man in my eyes about someone trying to hurt her, break something important to her, and even take her hostage?

Only, be polite in tone. But every word I tell you is an obvious thorn.

"Leave. That I don't care who I am. Whoever you are, I'm not willing to forgive you for such a wizard as to shake a passing 'no magic' girl."

"Passing 'No Magic'? Don't make me laugh. It's..."

"Shut up."

I blocked the person laughing with my nose like I made a fool of myself, and said pizza.

"You also know that where we fought, you have no chance of winning. Or what, are you going to fight me?

At the same time as the inquiry, a terribly large fireball appeared on her palm toward the sky. It also seems as if it shows in her belly that she looks calm.

"By snack time, I'd like to be done."

Smiling things. Besides, he seemed frightened.

Mutual silence didn't seem to last that long.

The other wizard's head moved, and apparently, he saw Crewe. I get scared and grab the robe in front of me all the time.

"Remember."

Leaving that word, she turned her heels back.

- I left to the back of the street without looking back, and as it were, I never came back.