After-school on that day.
Almark rounded his eyes when he saw Serrah and Radmar appear side by side on the magic field.
"Almark. I'm here!"
Alternatively, Almark opens his mouth as he looks at Seraha, who waves his hand with a smile, and Radmar, who has a blurry face.
"You two knew each other?"
"Yeah."
Serrah shakes his head.
I met him there.
"There."
Almark blinks.
"Um, I don't know if it's a first time meeting."
"That's right. Hey, Radmar."
Ah.
Radmar answers without looking at Almark.
"When I came over here, I saw Radmar's back."
Selaha began explaining brightly.
"It seemed to be headed this way, so I came.Ah, she's in majoring with Almark. "
"Not with me."
Radmar clasped his mouth.
"I'm me, and apart from this guy, I'm being taught by Dr. Ilmis."
"Oh, yeah.I'm sorry. "
Seraha smiles and apologizes to Radmar, looking at Al Mark.
"So, remember this child, who was dancing hard at the Magic Festival.I came here to talk. "
"Talking."
Almark looked at Radmar with his eyes round.
Radmar snorts.
"I'm sorry."
"No, not at all."
As Almark shook his head, Radmar walked away from Serrah against the wall.
"Today is my time for meditation until Dr. Illmis arrives."
Radmar said.
"Stay out of my way.Al Marc, Serrah "
"Oh, okay."
Almark answered and watched Radmar sit by the wall and close his eyes before whispering softly to Serrah.
"Radmar called your name."
"Yeah."
Seraha nods neatly.
"Because it's what I named it."
"No, not really."
Almark shook his head.
"A lot of people came to my majors, but I never heard Radmar call out the names of students other than me here."
Oh, yeah.
Selaha looks strange.
"Yeah."
Almark nodded.
The way you, him, and Radmar called the senior students was scattered.
In the third grade, where Radmar calls his name properly, besides Almark, it's about Wendy.Have you ever called Morgan?It may have happened, but I don't remember.
"But he's a normal kid."
Serrah said.
"It might be a little twisted.I had a conversation and I didn't feel bad about it. "
"Good."
Almark answers.
"I'm sure he's not a bad boy, but there's something that's a little hard to understand or that's easy to misunderstand."
Really?
Serrah leaned his neck.
Nothing bothers me.
"Maybe you have a brother like you."
I'm not here.
Serrah shakes his head.
"Look, we're in business, right?That's why a lot of people came in and out. "
That's what I said, and I frowned like I remembered something I didn't like.
"When I do business, people really come to my house.I don't mind if I bring my kids.Even if you think you're a bad kid, if your parents tell you that you're a good kid, you have to love them.There were a lot of strange people with only money.Compared to that, "
Selah smiled as she saw Radmar meditating with a calm expression on the wall.
"Radmar is a bit shy and ungrateful, a normal kid."
Amazing.
Almark shook his head impressed.
"The funny thing about you."
Speaking of which, before playing witch Serrah, Serrah was originally a friendly and bright child raised in a merchant's house.
"I think you're more attractive than that witch."
Huh?
Seraha blushes her face and hands on her cheeks.
I see. Eh, charming?Lights up. "
"Yeah, it's fascinating."
Almark nodded forcefully.
The witch's strength is certainly attractive, but the brightness of Serrah, who can naturally attract others to his friends and cheer him up.That was far more appealing to Almark.
"If possible, I'd like you to give Radmar a little voice."
Almark said.
"If you really don't like it, you're definitely not the type to talk, Radmar."
That stubbornness.
Almark has seen the strength and the hardness of the front and back many times.
"That's why I never hate talking to you."
"I'm just talking about normal things."
Seraha smiles bitterly.
"It's hard."
Almark frowned.
"I can't really talk about anything in the first place.So I'm sure that even if I talk to Radmar, it will be spontaneous or unnatural.But you had a conversation with that radomer for the first time. "
Almark said wholeheartedly.
"Wow."
"I'm exaggerating."
Serrah waved his hands in a gloomy manner.
"If you say that, it's harder for me to talk."
Oh, I see.
Almark looks like he's gone.
"I'm sorry, forget this story."
"No, tell me all about it.It's too late. "
Serrah laughed loudly.
The laughter was a little loud, so Almark saw Radmar's face again, but the red-haired boy meditating by the wall did not react with his eyes closed.
The presence of Serrah seems to be quite acceptable in Radmar.
When I make a little noise, I still look bad. [M]
Almark feels kind of lost.
"I've known him longer than you, but you're more acceptable."
As he dropped his shoulders, Serrah laughed again.
"Almark, he's kind of his brother."
"That's not true."
Almark shook his head without force.
"Except that I'm one of them."
"What, that weird fellow?"
Serrah smiles funny.
"Well, I'm good at talking to people.More than reading sentences. "
He nodded looking at Almark.
"But thank you for praising me so much for nothing like this."
I'll see you later.
After recharging, Serrah turned to Almark.
"Today's tutorial begins."
"Yes"
Almark nods with a serious look.
"Please."
Looking at his face, fufu, and laughing, Serrah took out two needles from the sleeve of the robe.
"This, you know?
Oh, and Almark nods.
"Thank you. I'm really bad at that."
"I thought so."
Serrah smiled.
"So today we're going to practice healing."