The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

"......Why is it so crowded when I come back ......?"

I didn't know where the boy, a healing magician, lived, so I carried him into the dormitory where Kiriha and the others lived. Now I am being questioned by Kiriha and Kyou in the room where the boy is sleeping. To be honest, I am glad that I let him sleep in the room I am renting, but I am honestly at a loss as to how to explain this to Kiriha, the landlord of the house.

"I don't blame you for bringing the boy here. I know he doesn't look okay no matter how you look at him. ......"

"It's really helpful. ......"

"So, what the hell is wrong with him? You brought him here for a reason."

Pointing at the boy lying on the bed, Kyou demanded an explanation, so I decided to tell him what had happened in the square today. As I continued my explanation, the expressions on Kyou and Kiriha's faces turned bitter.

"Usato, that's Meena. ......"

"I don't know if I should tell you this, but do you like getting into trouble?"

"Shush, that's rude! I don't like being involved in this either!"

I'm surprised, I never thought I'd be taken aback by Kyou. If anything, Inukami-senpai was the one who planned the incident at the plaza.

But more than that, that girl was named Meena. She seemed to be a bit arrogant or egoistic, but was she who she said she was? ......Kiriha and Kyou's expressions make them seem like pretty bad kids.

"Huh. ...... So, who's this Meena?"

"She's the daughter of a nobleman. . ...... She's a little girl who doesn't have a very good reputation."

"......"

"Maybe, but didn't you see Usato when he saved the girl? He's the kind of guy who laughs and casts magic no matter how hurt he is. He must have been brought up with a lot of pampering. ...... He doesn't have a shred of common sense."

"And vindictive to boot. What's the worst that can happen if someone catches your eye?"

Kiriha also came at me the first time we met, but she did it to protect herself and her friends. And for good reason.

But this girl Meena has no morals. Her cronies seem to be laughing at her and enjoying it, but from our point of view, it's very bad. Frankly speaking, if we don't care about the boy's situation, we should probably shackle them and make them unable to stand up to us, but that is not a fundamental solution, as you say.

Well, I'll give it a try.

"Are you okay? Even if you say you'll make him stronger in a week, that's only five days, if you subtract today and the seventh day of the week, isn't it?"

"Just in case, but that doesn't mean there isn't a way. You'd have to be pretty reckless, though."

"You're a reckless ......."

"I'll give him the training I got from my boss. Fortunately, he can start with healing magic, so it's not as painful as it was for me, but it's still ...... reckless."

I think it's a lot easier for them because they start from a different place than I did.

But the important thing is his will, and if he refuses to fight, I won't force him.

If she says she can't, I will go apologize to the girl later. ...... though it is scary that she said scary things about making her pay.

"First of all, this girl has to wake up before we can start."

"......... Then I have one more question for you, okay?"

Hmm? I don't mind."

Unlike before, Kiriha is trying to ask a question with a subtle expression on her face. I look away from her eyes, wondering if there is something else on my mind.

Sighing as I dare not make eye contact with her, Kiriha opens the door behind her.

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"Hey, what are you doing?"

Through the open door, I hear a familiar voice from the living room, and a voice that sounds familiar but is clearly too different in intensity.

It was a bad idea to bring my senpai here, even if it had to be done. For Kiriha and Kyou, who are beastmen, the increase in the number of people other than me would not be very favorable.

I wonder why he is chatting with Satsuki rather than ....... Satsuki is smiling differently from her morning reticence, and I wonder what she ...... did to him. .......

"Amako told me about the brave man, so I know he's not a bad guy. But... I never thought that Satsuki and I would be so compatible."

"I don't know, I'm not very good with that woman. ......"

Kyou muttered something like that in a dejected manner.

Probably, he had been talked to by some high-spirited senpai before he came to this room. He is an older guy, so it would be easy for him to take the younger Kyou's words of resistance in his stride.

"It's true that he's not a bad person, in fact he's a very good person. ......... Yeah, I'll let you go home in a little while."

No, I'll treat you to dinner at least. You came all this way and ......... won't turn me down, will you?"

I was curious as to why she was so anxious to hear my answer, but when I told her that I was sure she wouldn't mind, she gave me a relieved smile and mumbled, "I'm glad.

I am not sure what to make of those words and wonder a little, but since Kiriha has left the room to prepare for dinner, there is no way for me to ask her what she meant by those words. The only people left in the room were me, Kyou, and the boy who was still sleeping.

"Well..."

The only thing I can do is to check on the boy and take care of him, but I feel strangely uncomfortable. Maybe it's because Kyou is leaning his back against the wall next to the door, staring at me from behind.

Hey...

Hmm?"

After a moment of silence that pervades the room, Kyou calls out to me in a reserved voice. I wondered if he was just casually calling out to me, but I answered him back with a blank look in the direction of the sleeping boy.

I replied in a casual way, wondering if he was just trying to talk to me. I said some selfish things when I first met you.

".........E."

Kyou's sudden apology makes me turn back to him. He looked away without making eye contact with me, scratching his cheeks in embarrassment.

I was simply surprised by his statement, which was a complete change from his previous attitude, and he started to speak in a whispered manner.

"At first ...... I doubted if a poor guy like you could protect Amako. But then I saw you fight today and it made me change my mind. You are not a weak healing wizard, I'm sorry to say. ......Amako was right to choose you."

......In this case, I guess you could call it a blessing in disguise.

The simulation with Mr. Halfa had a surprising effect. Not only did it cause trouble, but it also made him recognize me. When I first came here, I said I didn't care about him, but I didn't want to be on bad terms with him all the time. So I'm glad he said that.

I can't help but smile at him, the hostile look in his eyes from last night is long gone.

"What are you laughing at ......?"

"Well, I was just thinking how much you really like Amako."

Besides, the fact that he is really worried about Amako makes me smile.

"Huh?"

But the response I got back was neither embarrassment nor anger, but confusion. He turned his head toward me and looked at me with a dumbfounded expression, as if to say, "What are you talking about?

His reaction was a little different from what I expected, and I couldn't help but think, "Oh, no? I let out a stunned voice.

"I think you're mistaken, I don't like Amako.

"Really, I thought you liked Amako."

I thought so, because I was a little too worried about Amako, but was I wrong?

I folded my arms and thought about it, and Kyou let out a sigh of exasperation and opened his mouth, muttering, "It can't be helped ......." I thought about it for a moment, and then I heard him say, "I'm sorry, I can't help it.

"The reason I was concerned about Amako was ...... because when we met Amako, he was a very dangerous guy. If he just walked off like that, he would just disappear.

"...... Amaco is ......?"

"I couldn't leave him alone, that's what I thought, but I couldn't stop Amako. God d*mn it, it's important to help your mother, but if you're going to be a failure yourself, you've got nothing to lose. ......

It must have been a very hard road for her to come to distant Lucvis, after having traveled from one country to another. Just listening to some of Kyou's stories, it is easy to see how dangerous she must have been at the time.

I think the two years she spent in Lingle Kingdom not only gave her a safe place but also a time to heal her devastated heart.

"I hated to admit it, but you're the only one who can help Amako's mother, and you're the only one who can help Amako herself. ...... I would never be able to do that. So ...... Usato, please."

I nodded firmly at his words.

Kyou was kinder and more honest than I had expected. When I think back to the mock battle with Mr. Halfa, he was the first one to give me advice.

All the things he said were harsh words to me, but in fact, they were all out of concern for my friends. He just looks a little rough, but he is a very kind person at heart.

"......... but why should I like Amako? He's younger than me, and in all likelihood, he's too poor ------ for his age!"

Suddenly, Kyou shouts loudly and jumps from his spot. He screamed so loudly that I was so startled that I involuntarily fell to my knees, and he was crouching on the spot with his buttocks held back and an expression of anguish on his face.

The thought of an attack by someone or something like that crossed my mind, but my fears were quickly put to rest the next moment. Amako was looking down at him from behind with a blank expression on her face.

"......Kyo, if you say any more, I'll get angry."

"Oh, Amako,...... you,...... grabbing the tail as hard as you can is a foul,...... isn't it?"

Amako looked down at him with her hands wagging, and her eyes radiated an intimidating sense of emptiness. She has a different kind of intimidation than usual. ......Kyo has caught Amako's disdain. .......

I've heard that such topics are forbidden to women, but I never thought Amako would be like this......I'll stop teasing Amako from now on, I don't want to be like that.

I'm not going to be like that. I'm not going to be like that. I'm not going to be like that. I can only be horrified at the way Amako uses her precognition magic to the extent that it is impossible for him to escape.

"Wait a minute!"

"Who's poor? Sometimes even I can't stand it. If you say it again, you'll get away with it.

Amako looks down at Kyou with cold eyes, and Kyou sounds frightened.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Kyou holds his tail down and humbly begs for Amako's forgiveness. There is no sign of the grace he had shown earlier when he apologized to me. It's an empty scene to watch. .......

I was secretly shuddering, but I realized that there was nothing Kyou could do at this point, so I felt a little sorry for him and decided to offer him a helping hand.

"Ah, Amako? What can I do for you?"

"...... yeah."

"Kyou, can I ask you to go check on my senior instead of me? I'll talk to Amako for a bit."

"Wow, I get it."

Kyou gets up, slumps his shoulders, and walks out of the room. I feel sorry for him, but I can't help feeling sorry for him when I see his sorrowful backside.

Amako, who was able to leave the room thanks to my quick thinking, looks at me silently as he walks away. Amako looks at me with a quizzical gaze, and I gently turn my face up at an angle, avoiding eye contact.

"........."

"What, what ......?"

"Nothing ......, I just thought it would be time to wake the kid up."

She stares at him silently for a few seconds, but then turns her gaze toward the sleeping boy and says, "I'm sorry. She doesn't seem to have a premonition, but her tone includes something.

"Do you know him?"

"...... I've seen you face to face with a prediction."

What was she like?

"Poor little girl who couldn't get anyone to believe in her, who couldn't trust anyone anymore. I saw him two years ago in a prophecy and he was a man who just enjoyed his situation. He's younger than me and he's living in the ...... hard now."

...... heavy?

I don't think I'm at a level where I can do anything about it. ......? Rose would consider forcing me to do something about it, but I don't think I'm capable of the tyranny of that man.

"Don't worry, Usato can do it."

"That's easy for you to say."

It's no use saying it's impossible now.

We have to talk to him first, and ask him what he wants. Amako, who had been looking into the boy's face, pulls a wooden chair from the corner of the room and sits down next to me.

"I'm up."

Amako turned to me and said this with her hood up.

I nodded to her and turned my body toward the boy, judging that this time she said it because she had seen it in her premonition. After a few seconds, the sleeping boy opens his eyes with a roar.

His eyes, peering out from his messily cut hair, are darkly shaded, and upon closer inspection, they look as if he has not eaten enough food. His eyes, which do not seem to be in good health, are fixed on me and Amako with a glare.

"........."

"........."

"........."

Everyone, including me, is silent.

I said that I wouldn't know until I talked to him, but up close, his eyes are very powerful, and the hair just barely covering his eyes makes him look even scarier than before. To be honest, I thought he was staring at me when I first saw him at the gate, but I might have been mistaken. It's such a strong eye power that I think so.

......Well, I'm used to it, so I don't mind.

"Do you remember what happened during the day?"

"...... u ...... un"

"What's your name?"

"Knack ....... You are ...... Usato, right? We use the same healing magic ......, although I don't know who's next to me ......."

"If you've been watching the simulation with Halfa, it's only natural that you know me. ...... Oh, don't worry about this guy next to me. ...... first I'll explain what happened after you passed out. Listen to me calmly."

"Yes, yes. ......"

After he fainted, Inukami-senpai explained in detail about the game he had arranged. His face turns blue as if the blood is draining from his face.

When he finished speaking, he hugged his body with his arms and started to tremble, not hiding his fear.

"Oh, my God, why did I do that? ......"

As expected, Nack is in shock.

That reaction is understandable. I feel responsible for having arranged the match on my own. But his situation was even more dangerous than that.

You were in danger if I didn't.

"That's because I'm a healing wizard ......."

"No, you were in a lot of pain when I got here, weren't you? I don't know how long you had been hurt, but Meena tried to attack you even more after you had used her so much that you ran out of magic power. I assure you ......, you would have died if Meena had continued to shoot you with her magic."

You don't skip school to do that.

The idea that a group of students would attack until they run out of magic is so appalling that it makes me wonder if the students here have any free time.

"......!"

"But I'm the one who caused ......... you to be hurt so much. My careless actions put you in danger. I'm so sorry."

Put your hands on your knees and bow your head.

Nack is flustered by my bowing, but it's only natural that I should apologize. Perhaps the assault by the gang of tormentors was not so extreme. If it was like that every time, this boy would be dead by now.

I have hurt Meena's pride by showing my power as a healing wizard in this magical land of Luxvis. But when she saw that she couldn't touch me after I had defeated Halfa, she turned her unspeakable anger toward the same healer, ...... Nack.

"I'm ...... fine now that you saved me! So look up, please ......."

He looks up at the sound of Nack's panicked voice.

This is my responsibility, that's why I have to let him choose. I look up and make eye contact with him,

"Okay, Nack, I'm going to ask you point-blank. Can you fight ...... Meena in a week?"

"............"

"Answer honestly."

The boy turns his head and grips the cloth that covers him tightly. The way he does this, as if he is trying to suppress some kind of emotion, makes me feel inexpressible, but I wait for the boy, Nack, to open his mouth.

"I can't ......."

"...... can I ask you why?"

It's not that I can't, it's that I can't.

When I ask him why, tilting my head at his obvious rejection, he lights a healing magic light in his hand and shows it to me.

"You are a proper (・・・・・) healing magician, aren't you ......? My defective healing magic can't ...... do that."

"Defective ......?"

Defective? Is it not the healing magic that is called that, but the healing magic that Nack deals with that is called that?

What do you mean, do you mean literally defective, or do you mean something else? ......Seeing my confusion, he looked at his palm and began to weave his words with a frustrated expression on his face.

"I can only heal myself,...... I could have healed myself before I came here,...... but I can't do it anymore,......."

No longer able to exercise healing magic on others?

Sort of the opposite of the side effects of strengthening a lineage of healing magic: ......? Not that it's possible, since you're not the kind of girl who strengthens her lineage the way I do, but....

"...... since when?"

"I noticed it about a year ago,...... when I was bullied by Meena and her friends as usual,...... and on my way home I saw someone's messenger who was hurt... ...and so..."

"You learned that healing magic doesn't work on anyone but yourself ......?"

Nack nodded at my words. Looking next to me, I see that Amako is also puzzled, which means that she did not expect this.

But why can't I use my healing magic on others? I have never heard of such a case from Rose. Is it because the concentration of magic has become extremely low? ...... No, it is not all of a sudden, he is not born with it like Olga, and above all, the light of healing magic in his hand is not so different from mine.

A possible possibility is something psychogenic ...... due to group bullying?

"........."

...... Try not to think too much about it.

I'm not sure I can stay calm if I think about it any more. Now I have more to think about than where his healing magic lies.

"Healing magic is just magic that heals people, so ...... my magic is broken ...... and I can't use it anymore ......."

"Usato ......"

Amako looked up at me with concern, as if she sensed the situation was bad. ......, but it was not necessary for him to heal others for the training that we would be doing tomorrow.

I smile at Nack, who looks down with a gloomy expression on his face, and put my hand on his shoulder.

"It's okay. You don't need healing magic to heal others to make you strong.

"What?"

"I am asking you if you are ready to fight Meena ...... and if you are willing to endure my training for five days."

The problem is not healing magic, but the problem of preparedness---truthfully, the training you are about to undertake tomorrow is going to be hell for you. ...... on a rather unbelievable level.

That doesn't mean I'm going to cut you any slack, nor will I speak kindly of you. I am asking you now if you have the will and the determination to complete such a rigorous training to the end.

Besides...

"Broken and unusable? Defective? Magic that only heals people? And ...... that I'm a proper healing wizard? You're missing the point. Knack, you're trying too hard to use healing magic correctly."

You can't be wrong.

I am not a proper healing wizard. The truly proper healing wizards are people like Olga and Uluru, who specialize only in healing people.

"The first thing I did in the training given to me by my mentor was just to heal myself. So ...... that's all you need to do. If you can do that, it's more than enough to train you to beat up the people who have been beating you up."

"Huh? ...... what?"

Perhaps my words were too shocking, but Nack's mouth is half open and he is stunned.

I laugh and continue to spin the rest of the story.

"Well, it's not like I'm going to teach ...... you healing magic. I'm talking about training you to a level where you can overpower that little girl in five days.

"I'm going to ...... meena?"

Of course, it won't be easy. Starting tomorrow, the training I'm going to put you through is going to be unimaginably difficult. You may vomit blood, you may cry, you may faint, but my healing magic will not let you do it. I ask you again, Nack, are you ready to fight Meena?"

I may have exaggerated the bloodletting, but I wasn't lying. I didn't puke. ...... I didn't puke, so it's okay.

After a dozen or so seconds of silence, Nack, who had been keeping his mouth shut, opens it with a hint of discretion.

"Well,...... it sounds like you're more afraid of training than fighting Meena,......"

.................. yeah.

"...... can't deny it."

"Usato ......"

Amako, don't look at me like I'm some kind of a disappointment.

The fact of the matter is, the only way to make your knuckles stronger is to train them with the Rose Seal like I did. Or rather, it's the only way, since I don't know of any other magical training. But it's definitely easier than mine, so you should be fine.

"Well, well, ...... if you don't like it, I'll come to you. So you don't have to choose to fight."

"........."

Nack, I'm not going to say anything no matter what the answer is.

I know I'm in a position to train you to win, but the truth is that I don't want you to go through the same hell I went through in training.

Running, fainting, healing, and running, and repeating the cycle endlessly, is the basis of being a healing magician in a rescue squad. The real hell of this is that there is no end in sight. The mental anguish of having to run endlessly from morning to night without a break. The discomfort of feeling pain in your legs even though you are not tired or injured by the healing magic.

---The grueling training that wears out the spirit.

But it is always accompanied by results. ...... is very complicated.

"Can I still win ......?"

"Never say never. But the results are always worth the decision. I'm proof of that."

I don't train to beat people up. I mean, that would kill Nack.

Hearing my words, Nack looks up at me as if he has made up his mind, even though he seems to hesitate a little. His eyes were still dark and stagnant, but there seemed to be a faint light in them.

"I'll do it. ....... I'll do it,...... I'll beat Meena,...... so make me,...... make me strong... ...!"

"Well said!"

I don't think I can take Rose's place, but as a fellow healing magician, I will train him ...... to become a healing magician with the seal of the Rescue Mission.

I vowed to do so.

"Training starts tomorrow. Make sure you get proper nutrition and a good night's sleep today."

He decides to fight Meena, but the first problem is Nack's physical condition.

He probably hadn't eaten anything as far as he was concerned. His complexion is much improved by the healing magic, but he is noticeably unhealthy to the extent that the healing magic cannot compensate for it.

Eating is important because healing magic can cure fatigue but it cannot compensate for nutrition.

After my training, I too have realized the importance of nutrition. The feeling that every cell in my body was already screaming for food, I even cried at dinner on the day the training started in earnest. Well, it was no exaggeration to say that when the tongs took my food away from me, it was the most angry I've felt since I came to this world.

"The ......"

As you are lost in nostalgic memories, you suddenly notice Nack looking around you. I forgot to explain to him where this place is, .......

"Where is this ......?"

"Uh."

How do I explain it?

Can I honestly tell them that this is the house where Kiriha and the other ...... beastmen's children live?

I can see that this girl is not the kind of girl who mistreats subhumans, but I don't know what to do.

Usato.

"Hmm, what's wrong, Amako?"

She tugs at the hem of my dress, as she always does, and I turn to her when she calls me. She tried to point at the door, but froze as if to say, "I can't see you, I can't see you, I can't see you.

"I'm sorry, I'm late."

What?

Just as I was about to ask him back, the door behind me was opened with a mighty bang and someone entered. At that point, I turned my head, although I had already guessed many things.

I see my senpai holding Satsuki and smiling as he opens the door.

"Usato-kun! Can I take this girl home! ......... is ...... that?"

"I said no! Are you really a brave man? Usatot stop!"

And Kyou, with a gravelly voice behind her, calls out for help.

She looks at me with a huge smile on her face and returns to her normal face as soon as she notices Nack getting up. Amako has her head in her hands, and Nack looks at Satsuki who is being held by her senpai, Kyou behind her, and Amako next to her who has taken off her hood in disgust, alternating between them and me with his mouth closed and cracking up.

Seeing me sitting in front of the knacker, he realized it was a bad idea, so he put Satsuki down in his arms and put his hand on my head, embarrassed for some reason, as if to say "te hehe"...

"I'm sorry, okay?"

---He said so.

Needless to say, it took a long time to explain the situation to the confused Nack.