The Man Picked Up By the Gods

Next day

Visiting the ladies' room in the morning, there were many groaning adults in the room.

"Ugh... I'm sorry, Mr. Lyoma... I'll give you another pill..."

"Ask Non, he is not worthy of his age, he may have drank too much..."

"Nice to meet you too..."

I was delighted to drink a lot yesterday...

If you look closely, Mr. Arrone and Mr. Lillian also look a little pale. I only had a few drinks when I was toasting because it was a celebration, but maybe these two aren't very strong on alcohol either.

Only Mr. Sebastian was different among the adults. I thought he drank quite a bit but as usual. And the lady is old enough to drink legally, but she stopped without difficulty with just a glass of shape.

In the meantime, I went to 800 stores with a pharmacist in Warp like this before, bought the ingredients for the medicine, went back to the inn to prepare & prescribe it.

After drinking that, Mr. Reinhardt and the others propose this.

"Mr. Lyoma... I'm sorry, but will you take care of the area today?

"We can't afford to take care of the neighborhood."

"So please."

Are you telling me to make memories because we won't be seeing each other for a while?

If that's the case, there's no reason to say no.

"Absolutely."

Answering that, the three of them asked for it and then went to the bedroom. It seems true that he is hungover and hard.

Ask the lady after dropping off the three of them.

"Well, what do we do today?

"Mr. Lyoma has a job to do, doesn't he? Aren't you busy?

"I've left the store to people, so I'll just show my face in the morning and evening."

"... So can you show me what Mr. Lyoma usually does today?

"I don't mind that..."

Is that a good idea?

"Then please!

The lady who was supposed to follow me this way, and Sebastian, who was going to follow me as a guardian, showed her face to the store, and then headed to the abandoned mine.

When we arrive at the abandoned mine, we start processing cloth as usual. There are some differences, but that's that you let the removable bird play freely from inside the dimension home before you work. The rest was enough for the lady to help with the work.

Is this okay...?

That's exactly what I thought, so I was going to do something with the lady, but I was thinking about what to do... and I heard it from the other side.

"What will you do next?

"I haven't decided in particular. Because if you give instructions to apply sticky liquid to the sticky slime, just wait for it to dry. This wait is quite a long and free time. You trained and made dolls at this hour."

"Was it? I thought Mr. Lyoma was working all the time."

"I've rather had a lot of time since I've been entrusted with the store... do I look so busy?

"I work from morning to night without rest every day, so I'm perfectly sure"

"You had some boggling time, and you searched for ways to kill time. After that, I was pretty relaxed about building stones to build houses."

"It was.... By the way, I said stone to build a house, is Mr. Lyoma still going to live here?

"It's better to live here around, because if you're here, releasing magic for training won't annoy you."

"So what time do you start building? You're not going to live in a pit like this, are you?

Right...

"I thought I'd build a really easy cabin out of stone or even dig a horizontal hole in the pit and chase it up while living there for a while"

"Then why don't we talk a little bit?

"Of course it's good."

Get out of the workplace and talk in a chair made of dirt magic that hits the sun well.

"Your daughter's going to school this year, isn't she?

"Yes, all the children of the aristocracy are supposed to be enrolled in Wang Du's school from the age of 12. It's not an obligation, but unless you have a special reason, you have to go."

"I see."

"... I really don't want to go either, but I can't help it"

"Oh, really?

"Your father, your mother, your grandfather, you don't have to go if you don't get used to it, you don't want them to go."

"... why?

"The gates of Wang Du's schools are also wide open to the general public and a large number of people are enrolled every year. And in school, people treat you up and down regardless of your status, but some people have a lot of problems..."

Oh... Temple or whatever...

"Besides, the content taught at school is sufficient if you invite a tutor, so if you are in school..."

That's where the lady says.

"What about the school?

"… that it is unlikely that we will find something to learn"

"What does that mean as a school...?

"I don't know either. Your fathers told you to make friends. However, they also tell you to be careful not to get too much air in the school. You can't do what you're taught in school or you can't do what you're taught, so you need to do what you're taught at home."

Huh... those three say that much?

I'll ask Mr. Sebastian as well.

"Because if you are an aristocrat or some wealthy family, you can have a tutor with expertise, as the lady says. It really makes the aspect stronger as a place to socialize. But it's not a mistake to be an open place where you can learn a wide range of knowledge regardless of your identity. I don't think you need to go through with Lyoma."

"So Mr. Lyoma didn't ask your fathers to go to school, did he?

"Oh, speaking of..."

You certainly haven't been told.

"Don't you need it?

"Once Mr. Lyoma gets into school, he'll undoubtedly be eyed by the top performers and aristocrats. At least in swordsmanship and magic classes."

"In a good or a bad way, there will be more trouble.

"I see..."

"So I don't really care. I think you should train with Mr. Lyoma if you're not used to it."

Uh-huh... I can't say anything because I've never thought I'd enjoy my student life either... for now, I don't think there's any bullying because your daughter is a duke's wife... right?

"That's not true, but no one is close enough to be a friend. Ladies and gentlemen, you cannot approach me for fear of my identity or my magic."

Speaking of which, you said it when you made the status board.

But is magic so fearful, regardless of your identity?

I don't think I'm that scared.

When I ask you concerned, the lady looks a little sad.

"In my case, I used to make mistakes..."

He said there's too much magic and it's hard to control, but is that what caused it?

"I think I'm about 5 years old"

In those days, the lady said, she began to learn the foundations of magic.

"I remember practicing freezing a glass of water with relatively less dangerous ice magic because the attributes I was good at were fire and ice. So I always froze the glass to the desk where I left it."

Was it too powerful?

"At that rate all the time, one day I couldn't control it well. A little older boy came to my house. Well... your parents wanted you to get along with me."

Something's changing the vibe...

Shut up and listen, the child seems to be the son of a nobleman who is dating the House of the Duke of Jameel. I guess that was also aimed at a political marriage or something that way. And the two met. Afterwards they told me to play with them because my parents had important stories to tell each other... but the two left over had difficulty with the conversation and reached magic looking for the topic.

"He was good at magic and talked about showing me magic...... I did feel good about the fireball you showed me on the practice field at home. I said what I thought was stable and very different from mine."

The kid, too, as a man, probably had a slightly higher nose. So let's practice, I'll teach you, and you asked me out. And although I've tried to practice, the results won't change no matter how many times I've done it.

"In time, he'll be in a bad mood, too."

"I'm sure he just wanted to look good in front of the girl..."

I don't know what it's like to be a man. But he's a kid and... As far as I can tell, that doesn't look like he's more than a junior high school student, either. Think normally, tutor, you're definitely not going to be chosen by half a person if it's a lady's style, and there's no way I can teach you better than that.

Unsuccessful magic, older boys get in a bad mood, while cases happen in that.

The lady wanted to succeed next time, overpowered. And what was unleashed was ice magic with excessive magic.

It ruptured (...) as a result of losing control.

"The magic turned on someone different from the target... and I froze that person."

He had several parts of his body wrapped in ice. I fell even more surprised, wounded on the ground frozen with a roll or something. After that, there was naturally a fuss. Most of all, there was nothing else in his life, and each other's parents paid attention to their own children and settled without blaming them.

But later. The lady of the Duke of Jameer family has a bad habit of unleashing attack magic on opponents she doesn't like.

Alternatively, if you break your mood, magic is activated and attacked regardless of your will, etc.

Rumors of extra tails were spreading among the nobles, he said.

"I see... that was a disaster..."

"I'm pretty sure I broke my word and failed..."

Hmmm...... this could have stepped on a mine. I want to change the story.

But it's awkward when it gets overt, so I'll talk about similar experiences.

"Mr. Lyoma had that experience, too?

"Yes, that was when I was still in the village, and I can't say school... but when I attended a gathering where adults taught swordsmanship to children in the village"

That's what I preface and talk about is gym classes in middle school.

At the middle school I attended, Kendo was incorporated into my gym class.

And I made fun of it in my first class of the year.

"That day was like an explanation that we were really going to teach this sort of thing."

Preparation exercises, armor attachment, basic training, etc. And finally, as a sample of a game to be played in the future, my teacher called out to me to see if anyone with experience could compete with each other.

The first time only experienced people were made to raise their hands. I understood, but there were a few experienced people in the class then. But one of the first people the teacher spoke up and agreed to was bad. Apparently he was a famous player in the Kendo world at the time. I have won many Kendo tournaments. Sometimes it's been in the classroom for a long time that winners are powerful people who always eat at the top, even if they miss. The teacher must have been the first to speak up because he knew that, too.

Seeing that he came forward as a matter of course, the teacher recruited a student to be his opponent. But no one will be named after that. I guess I didn't want to play a game that nobody could win, either, before my classmates watched. Soon the hands of the experienced were only up my hands.

"That's why we're having a game..."

In conclusion, we won the game very well.

You aimed for a short-term settlement, he has aggressively attacked early in the start. Wave a bamboo knife to the small hand to intercept there. So settled. In the first two seconds he dropped the bamboo knife and nodded on the spot.

"It was from above my protective gear, but I smashed my wrist bone. That's where the game and class end. And since then, there have been no more students there to deal with me... what a rumor that I deliberately hurt him"

Or that's what he started claiming the next day. He said he was laughing at himself when he nodded.

I didn't mean to do that. I think he was stunned when I said it. But because we were face-to-face with each other, the expression would have been hard to see from the classmates we were seeing around.

If authenticity is ambiguous, the rest is the difference in credibility.

"The popularity from around us was more overwhelming over there. Well, I've been avoided for some reason before it happened, so whether it was there or not, he said nothing had changed.... I don't know, I'm starting to feel sad saying it myself..."

"Well, you don't have to be so depressed, the"

At some point the opposite inspires the beginning and end.

Totally at the wrong helm of the story...