Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

He looked just like Lord Reeble with beige trousers and a clean white shirt on his vest, and then long chestnut hair in one piece. I, too, would have straightened out whether I was organizing the book without any discomfort if it wasn't just after I met him face to face.

- This would also convince me that he was named 'The Second Librarian'.

It was not a good idea to think of it as something like that.

"The Second Librarian" returns the deep-green book to the bookshelf without sound, as the dark light plunges through the window for the lighting announcing sunset.

The next moment, he disappeared in such a way that he was sucked from his feet to the floor.

"Master Doyle."

Ballad speaks up to what just happened in front of him.

I guess I took into account the location and the situation. That voice calling my name as I push my emotions to death, it's small. But it was enough to give me back.

Hurry to where he was standing in order to follow "The Second Librarian".

It was only a few dozen meters from where we were to where the man was standing, so we got there right away.

"I explore the basement. Ballad, check the library and the neighborhood."

Order Balad to detect the ground, and I will crouch in to explore the basement.

Whatever creature "The Second Librarian" is, he's more likely to show his face on the ground if he gets away from the library to some extent than if he keeps diving deep underground if he escapes. Then it would be wise to leave the top to Balad, who can detect a wider area than I do.

"I'm in awe"

I put my hand on the floor to explore the basement as I put my snorting ballad in the corner of my sight. At the same time, I feel an unlikely jarring feeling in the hands of the library.

... sand?

Gazing at the floor in confusion, he scattered a grain of sand where he seemed to have stood.

There is one in the library. I was intrigued by the serious existence, but now I should give priority to the whereabouts of the 'second librarian'. And so I remembered what I had to do, and I concentrated my nerves beneath the floor.

Anyway, this is my first attempt at using sign detection in the ground. I don't know if it'll work.

I hope it succeeds......

Using [sign perception] towards the basement around where a man stood on his chest with a slight anxiety, the words' I acquired skills [ground exploration] 'came to mind in his brain.

If you look at the skill effect, it seems to be seen in circles large and small depending on the amount of magic in the ground, which was a skill that gave the impression of being used in the ground to detect signs. To cite the difference from sign perception, it would also be in terms of being able to detect minerals.

Fortunately, he switches to "Exploring the Underground" and looks for signs of a "Second Librarian". But there is no such presence on library property. I broadened my range to the limits of my skills to find out, but I couldn't find a creature like that.

Instead, find as much space as a cavity and classroom stretching from under the shelf to the basement at the bottom of the building.

- Hidden room?

It's protected by some kind of junction and cover-up magic. In my [ground detection], there just seems to be holes and holes. But he told me that the point of being connected from the library and the high magic of cavities and spaces were places where important things were stored.

I'm glad they found a room that would have been hidden in existence...

There are no signs anywhere I wanted to catch you. Having decided that no further exploration would be in vain, I raise my face with all my hope.

"I feel many signs of people, but no one is making suspicious moves"

But my pale expectations were vain, and Balad, with his eyes on him, shook his head with a seemingly difficult look.

Just in time for the students to finish their work and return to the dorm. The clerk in the matter is likely to have gone astray among them. Even if you go out and look now, you're unlikely to be able to discover it.

What you see in sign perception is the magnitude of magic. Therefore, it depends on the skill of the surgeon to guess what kind of creature is from the amount of magic and movement, or to look for the person of interest.

If you are in such a natural motion that you scratch Balad's eyes, which are good at perception and tracking, you can't help it. It's a shame you didn't take advantage of the corner encounter, but let's just say that 'the second librarian' actually existed and was able to confirm its shape even though it was only later.

"Right. Thank you very much."

I switched heads. I work for Ballad. Then he stood up to retrieve the clues left on this occasion.

And it was the bookshelf on the front that did the eye. Look for a deep green fitting from the top to the third step, among them around scattered sand.

- This is it.

Pull out a book from the shelf that says' Latest Edition History and Popularity '. At the same time, I ordered Balad.

"I'm going to borrow this book, so Ballado needs you to retrieve the sand scattered on the floor"

"Sand, is it?

"Oh."

Showing the floor to Balad, who tilted his neck strangely, he nodded after slightly opening his eyes.

"I'm in awe"

"I asked."

As such, I turned to Lord Reeble again.

After an unexpected encounter with the "Second Librarian," I finished dinner in my own room, drinking tea prepared by Ballado with members like Rafael, Albione and Luce, Jeff and Solcier.

Speaking of what you're doing with the rare combination of the Spirits and the Lutzes, it's the four remaining counter-measure meetings of the Seven Wonders. I can't even confirm if the opportunity doesn't come around, "Sobbing Tree," "Blue People Soul," as a first aside, this time discussing "Another Librarian" and "Confectionery Thief".

"So are you sure you want to head to the library around dusk, until then, with the capture of the 'confectionery thief'?

"Right."

If you snort at Lutze's words, there will be a reply of acknowledgement from other faces.

After recovering the unnatural sand, Balad listened to the students who were in the library and went around, saying that the clerk of the matter was often witnessed on evenings when people began to dwindle and idle.

I look over my desk when the discussion is over.

On the tabletop, the finest teas, very similar to the aromatic Darjeeling, are arranged narrowly on the desk, and thanks to the cooperation of Luce, treats covering everything from established shops to the latest works in Wangdu. It's a simple story, a bribe to Rafael and the others, as to why we have all these things.

A mountain fairy, I guess. "Confectionery Thief" and "Second Librarian" who left the sand and disappeared are in people's hands. In fact, the Mountain Fairy has tried several times but has yet to worship her figure, and as far as the clerk is concerned, I couldn't follow her even if she detected it because of me and Balad. So I decided to use their help.

The mountains of sweets and tea have worked for Lafar and the spirits of water who are finally in the finished vessel and enjoy eating and drinking are in a good mood, wrapping in their hands the sandy bottle I showed them.

"- So what's in this bottle is the sand left by the Second Librarian."

"Oh. You look no different than normal sand, but can you give us a clue?

Affirming Albione's words, she opened the bottle for nothing and put a small amount of the contents in her hands. Did you get intrigued by the sand that was served, and Rafael peeks into her palms, too.

"I feel like I feel magic, maybe?

"Right. I don't have to feel the magic, but it's too slight to tell. If you'd been there, you'd have figured out a lot more."

"Right."

I'm sorry to hear from both of you, but I'm gonna take the bottle back.

- Make it, don't be sorry for that time's lapse.

Why couldn't you move reflexively then? I knew from the first glance that it was not Lord Reeble, so I should have moved on to action immediately.

With that in mind, a new tea treat is placed in front of me.

"This is called Donna, and it's something we've been selling out at the Hendra Chamber of Commerce lately. I have a reputation within the Chamber of Commerce for being delicious, but fried confectionery is my first attempt. If you don't mind, I'd appreciate Doyle's feedback."

That's how Lutze introduces a treat like a bite of doughnut. Looking around, where Ballado was handing it out to everyone, he had already eaten it up to Rafael and Albione.

"I can't believe you fry sweets... people evolve every day."

"The surface is crunchy, but it's soft inside."

I can't help but feel like they're obsessed with sweets.

Sorcier and Jeff opened their mouths, as if they had anticipated me like that.

"It's fun to solve riddles, but it's a corner opportunity"

"Yes, yes. Master Doyle, let's have a chat once in a while."

To the words of both of you, I recall why I thought of examining the Seven Wonders.

... Speaking of which, I started trying to interact with the Lutzes.

I remember the original purpose I had forgotten, and I reflect on it in a different way than I did earlier.

I seemed so upset by the existence of the too incredible 'two librarians' that I didn't realize there was no point in unraveling this case by myself. No, I may have regretted it more than I realized I had no teeth at all trying to chase you.

At last, I guess I was flattered.

I thought unconsciously that if Master Celery existed to such an extent that he would not draw attention to it, it would matter.

At the same time I understand that, I recall a conversation in the lab. Now that I think about it, it must have been the last safety confirmation that Master Gray chose the Seven Wonders story for the chat at that time.

The fact that Master Celery never touched it is likely that he already knows who he is. If you are ignoring rumors in your knowledge, it is proof that they are not dangerous.

- Until Master Gray's care, I almost wasted it.

I'm ashamed of myself for not even realizing that you helped me check the safety of my men. I had to be more attentive if I was to use this matter as a place to interact with the Lutzes.

Instead of vaguely concluding, we should have seen Master Celery's own reaction, like Master Gray, before deciding it was safe, and if we were to get out of the dorm at night, we'd have to do enough to talk to the school director in secret.

If you want to lead someone, you shouldn't have a sweet idea that you can handle it.

Even when we are fully prepared, we are still experiencing unforeseen circumstances, and after bitter reluctance, telling us to die is not at all the same as telling our men to wipe their asses because of optimism about the current situation.

If you position them as subordinates, you have a responsibility to fulfill.

With my shallow thoughts, I'm glad I noticed before I bothered Lutze and the others. At the same time, I admonish myself not to be relieved.

That's how I checked everyone's condition, and Ballado, who had finished handing out Donna, had just taken his seat.

"Thank you, let's have it"

After telling Lutze so, he chooses a dark-colored one from among the served donnas. Well fried. That makes the surface crunchy and bitter, and if chewed, spreads the texture of the plump dough and the sweetness of the honey. It's in the corner of an old-fashioned bakery, like a doughnut.

I'm going to make sure I don't forget the taste of this confection that I chewed up with reflection.

"How about that?

"I'm delicious, but some women and children may hate superficial bitterness."

If she gives a candid opinion of self-restraint to her chest, Lutze laughs after watching.

"Boulder, Dear Doyle. Wise eye, I'm afraid. As a matter of fact, a few opinions have been expressed as to whether it is burnt from the purchased woman or child, or if it tastes better without a surface, and the craftsmen are twisting their heads. There was a problem that if I sweetened the frying method any more, I would get raw baked goods inside... So there was a proposal to cover the sugar, but when the price jumped and only the aristocrats would buy it, it became obsolete."

"You wouldn't have to delude the bitterness with nothing but sugar, would you? I wonder, for example, if you mix sugar with something powdered with less tannic tea leaves. You just need to add something more flavorful, without trying to punch out the fried nuts in powder or just the sweetness. Otherwise, you can add a sauce made with fruit."

Luce's eyes glowed when she reminded her of the flavors she had had in her previous life, such as yellow powder on matcha and tea, and then another accompanying jam or sauce.

"If you do that way, the price can be kept down. More importantly, you expand the range of flavors!

Jeff raises his voice as he looks at Lutze, who took out his notes with great momentum.

"As good as it tastes, can't you do this bigger? It's a delicious corner, so I'd love to eat more."

"The opinion comes from men sometimes, but the shape is the biggest now, as the center burns raw even if fried until the surface turns black"

Luce looked at me with that answer. And for some reason, Jeff asks me too.

"Can't you do something about it? Dear Doyle."

Why are you asking me?

The two of us turned our gaze full of anticipation, and I think about that, and I think about the anecdote of the doughnut hole.

There are various theories about the hole in the center of the doughnut, but the most convincing thing was that it was drilled to prevent raw burns. Others drilled holes in the center to be put on because the walnuts they had originally put on in the middle became more difficult to obtain. I think it was the beginning of the doughnut that the Indian arrows fell on the bread dough.

"Make the fabric thin, not spherical, into a bar. Or drill a hole in the center."

I tell them how to quench their grievances while feeling sorry for imitating the greatness of their ancestors. Then Lutze, who stopped his hand, raises his face.

"Hole in the center, is it?

"If it were shaped like a ring or a bracelet, the fire would go through the center, too, wouldn't it?

"It was a blind spot. Right. If you're gonna burn it raw anyway, you just have to lose it."

Lutze, whining in a dazed manner, writes something in the next moment with tremendous momentum.

"Only sugar covered exclusively for nobility. Tea leaves, nuts and fruit sauces will be received by both, so prepare them for aristocracy and the masses. The size of the fabric and the hole in the center need to be experimented with based on the frying time. Bar shapes are likely to become popular in stalls and so on."

In a more cluttered tone than usual, Lutze is honestly scared to say bumps.

"It's a vegan tone."

"It's no use, Jeff. Oh, it doesn't sound like Luce."

"So is that."

I think slightly more seriously to Jeff, who I have lightly overlooked in Sorcier's words, for sticking with me.

But those two people who didn't know what was in my chest had already shifted to a treat in line at hand. Seeing Ballad all the time, he's traveling at some point every time, and he's unlikely to expect it. Rafael and Albione are out of the question.

- The taste and the sound of the name are close, and 'Donna's Hole Controversy' could happen someday, like a doughnut hole.

For a moment in a noisy private room, while escaping reality.

I decided to figure out a way to get permission from the school director to leave the dorm at night.