Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

And when I returned from lunch, I was solidified. The curse is resurrecting. Huh? Aren't you working fast?? Mr. Hans, with a troubled face, has spoken to me.

"Excuse me, when I get back from lunch, we'll all be back again... I knew this..."

"I'm cursed."

"Right..."

Even if the enemy notices this move, it's too fast to respond. No... something automatic...? Anyway, I don't have enough information.

"Was Mr. Hans acting differently at lunch?

"Oh, yes. I had my wife's lunch box and I eat it here all the time. They're eating in the dining room."

Um, it's simple, but should we check the dining room for now?

"Oh, Mr. Hans will have a job and I'm all right with it. I'm going to take a look at the dining room. The curse will be lifted when you return."

Mr. Hans told me to be careful, though I went to the dining room...

"You're cursed..."

I can't even hope to have a conversation with Mr. Cock. But on the contrary, if I don't interrupt them, they'll leave me alone, too, and I'll do whatever I want.

"Hmm... it's not the ingredients or anything"

I looked it up, but there was no particular reaction to the ingredients. Cookware is also unresponsive. I searched the dining room without scraping chairs, desks, etc., but I don't know yet.

"Mmm."

I can't figure out the path from the workplace to the cafeteria. And I noticed something terrible.

Lost.

I'm Detective Rosalind. (laughs)

Uh-oh! I did it! I thought you were gonna get lost! Similar buildings all around! How dare you! It kicks ass, but no one seems to hear the way.

I've been wandering around in tears for an hour... if I had seriously thought about asking my brother or Milfi for help in correspondence anymore... I would have been there!

"Moyashi there!

"Huh? Who says it's a moyer?

I was too tempered to be true. I was super stunned. Naturally. Me collapsing on the spot. I made fun of it.

"Hey!?

You're a good one to worry about me rambling all of a sudden, Moyashi! Wouldn't you tell me on my way home at last?

"Excuse me... I'm lost! Tell me on my way home!!

"…………………………?

And a grumpy palm and a grounded me. It became a very surreal picture.

"... well, I understand the situation. When you're done with me, why don't you go back to first, and you take your own time?

"Thanks!"

Moyashi said he was taking a break and was eating mossomoso preserved food (which looks calorie-o-ito, but not good) in the shade of a tree. I mean, isn't that friendly for a moyer? He doesn't even listen to his mouth basically unless his witchcraft level goes up... so? I just prevented the magic of thunder, so I guess I'm intrigued that magic can be used there. Though seemingly unfathomable.

"... that's a mess, right?"

"Ah."

"Eat this."

"Ah?"

The sandwich and soup that was always prepared as an emergency meal (evening meal) were removed from the bag. The soup is a hocahoca. Moyashi opened his eyes. Oh, on second thought, my bag was a special order for a state fixing grant.

"... let me see that"

"Ever since I ate"

Moyashi ate a shaved sandwich...... opened his eyes again.

"…………… what is this"

"Sandwich"

Moyashi flattened his sandwich and soup obsessively. It seems it was a lot for him to be hyorous, and it seems a bit painful.

"... bag, let me see"

Shit, didn't you forget? I had no choice but to remove my waist pouch and give it to him.

"............................................................ wow"

"Hmm?"

"Art! Excellent! Whose work is this?!? Would you give it up if you could!

"To?"

"State fixation granted to spatial expansion... I don't know such an elaborate, robust and beautiful surgical formula! What a piece of devil maker!?

The bag is MADE IN Rosalind... homemade. Akan, this sparkling beam is Akan. When I say it's homemade, there will be signs of a question-attack course. Hmm? But Moyashi is definitely just a shillo to Moyashi... it would be advantageous to have him on your side, wouldn't it? He's certainly a powerful genius magician here and there.

"It's homemade."

"What?"

"You can give it to me if you're spare... but why don't we trade it anyway? I don't think that's a bad story."

To me laughing at the garlic, Moyashi... Ernst nodded.

Ernst = vendor. He is the last target of attack. His Ada name is scattered. It's what I said in my brain, "Pucko Moyashi." A man who is white by the time he is morbid and has rarely left the magic court.

His birth was quite tragic, and he was born as an albino from the height of his magic. Highly magical children may be born as albinos. Sage is also an albino, so Ernst has thin pigments and red eyes on silver hair. By the way, if you have a lot of magic, it doesn't always make you an albino.

Ernst was a different color from his parents because he was an albino. My mother was suspected of infidelity and my father rejected Ernst as not my son. As a result, Ernst was abused by his parents. I picked up Ernst and educated him if he didn't need a dean. That dean educated himself exactly as a magic tool maker, but Ernst became a man of one-sided values who was not loved by anyone and judged human superiority and inferiority by the height of his magic.

In addition, he was fascinated by and drawn to the production of magic tools. I also feel like I can't help but think that he was named Moyashi, which doesn't hit the basic day.

Soundproofing boundaries were carefully developed and the current situation was explained to Ernst. The magic court is hard to understand the structure, and Ernst has power there. I promised to provide rare demonic material if I were to cooperate. Ernst agrees. I gave him some demon stones as a deposit.

We're lost, but we're getting collaborators!

"I'm Ernst-Bender. What about you?"

Speaking of which, I didn't name it.

Rosalind-Rosenberg.

"..................... Rosalind-Rosenberg!? Is that Rosalind-Rosenberg!? No, Master Rosalind-Rosenberg!?

"………………… to?

"Make him a disciple of the wise man known as the god of devil creation, a genius of devil making known as Shiva's spouse... no, is he the miracle devil maker, Master Rosalind!?

Who's that?

Sure I am a disciple of the wise, and there is a heaven called the love of Shiva... how did that happen!? Stop it! Don't look at me with those sparkling eyes!

"The video recording, the ground-breaking magic ceremony for the communications magic, it was wonderful! Idea, technology, magic efficiency...... I'm really impressed!

"Ernst... I'm NOT AMAZING!!

Because I have knowledge by the giver, I didn't come up with it, I know 'it's convenient to have these things'. So not awesome! I theorized forcefully. Ernst gave me a little thought.

"I don't have the magic of the wind. I want to build a big demon that allows humans to fly in the sky, too. Is there such a thing in the world of givers? Also, do you think it's possible?

"Yes. I think it's possible."

Ernst laughed. His so-called 'airborne magic tricks' are his dream, but he's ridiculed for not saying he's on the boulder that nobody but heroines admits it's an airborne theory on the desk.

"Are you sure you want to cooperate on that after this matter is over?

"Yes! Nice to meet you!

The reply is fine, but Ernst is the same age as his brother… that is, older.

"Ernst, let's not salute each other. We are collaborators. I want to be in a reciprocal relationship."

"Equal... ok... ok. Regards."

"Yeah! Nice to meet you. In the meantime... tell me the way home."

"... is Rosalind awesome or manuke subtle"

"That's undeniable!

I'm totally friends with Ernst. In the meantime, I'm going home today to decurse the curse. For the record, Mr. Hans was seriously worried about me not going back... and I was bitterly laughed at when I told him I was lost. No, the... I'm sorry.