"Mm... ah... be..."
Where are we? That's why I slept...
"Oh well. You lost."
I guess that's what I'm saying when I'm sleeping here alone. This ceiling looks familiar. It's in the infirmary of the castle.
I only turn my neck and try to look around, but my neck doesn't move. No, it hurts about the position I don't want to move exactly. That's a totally immortal recoil. This. It's hard to only see the ceiling...
Eh, what happened?
For now, I remember until I prevented the last attack, but I can't remember from there.
I think he was sticking out his fist, but his memory isn't clear.
"I guess I should have made some more adjustments to how I left my powers"
At the end of the day, maybe I was using up everything I could to make fun of it.
I did everything I could to reinforce and penetrate to do the damage that I couldn't stand up to that guy, but I ran out of it there.
I took that robe out and defended it, but that was the limit.
So if I had kept it warm or added or subtracted to hit the last blow, I probably couldn't fight that long, and maybe I couldn't hit the last.
You caught me because you showed me my witchcraft habits and how I behaved when I used immortality.
"I was strong..."
I think I fought until it was empty for the first time.
I used it all up, and I lost.
I've used it all, but I've lost.
"... um, I didn't think I'd have this kind of emotion"
It's kind of terribly regrettable. No, there were times when I felt a little sorry for myself.
Even when I lost once before, I regretted it a bit. It turned out well then, though.
Totally lost this time. I have no leeway or anything. I can't even make excuses. Complete loss.
A little more, I could have won a little more, lost.
Trying to hold my fist, even that hurts so badly. Maybe he was already over the limit in the middle of doing it.
Even the brain drugs must have gone out too far and been mahi.
I mean, maybe it was out of reinforcement when we attacked, but you were safe a lot, me.
"Mr. Tallow, are you awake?
Oh, it's Sigal's voice. I wonder if you were away on business. It's about Sigal, so I don't think he's going anywhere without me.
... don't even feel like you're so complacent about this way of thinking. I'd rather that be me.
"Morning, Sigal."
"... good. Mr. Tallow, do you have any pain?
Sigal looks relieved as she peeks into my face.
Sounds like you're worried. That's right.
"My whole body hurts. I can't move because I use too much fairy talent."
"What, can't you get up?!?
Oh, shit. I got you in a hurry.
"Yeah. But I just overused the fairy arts, so if you stay put for a while, you'll be cured."
I don't think there's anything I can do if I put up with it, but I don't want to do it because it hurts.
It hurts to turn your neck instead of getting up.
"Ho, what else? Is there anything else unusual?
"Hmm, the magic seems to be recovering, and the sensation of the body itself, maybe if I recover, I'll be fine?
"Oh, well... good..."
Maybe I shouldn't tell you it hurts to just sit still.
It hurts whether you move it or not, the damage of immortality.
Probably the first time I've eaten so badly with recoil.
"You don't have to worry, it'll heal soon."
I said to reassure him, but Sigal got an angry look.
That, why.
"You know, Mr. Tallow, he messed up his right arm when he was falling, and he broke a bone in his body and it was bloody. You're so worried about me!
"Ugh. Seriously?"
"Seriously. Her Royal Highness Seres cured me, but I was so seriously ill"
Uh, did Mr. Celes cure you?
Then I guess I'll be fine with the sequelae or something. He's someone who can get into healing magic at a level that has nothing to do with knowledge or anything like that.
Does it look firm or did it run out of reinforcements at the end?
"Oh, my God, I'm sorry. Worry about it."
"Really, not at all!
Sigal turning that way like a obstinate.
I'm sorry I made you worry so much.
... and she has one more thing to apologize for.
"... cigal"
"What, Mr. Tallow?"
"... I lost."
"Yeah, you are."
"... I did everything I could to lose."
"Yeah, I could tell from a distance. Mr. Tallow has never been more powerful."
"... I'm sorry"
"Why are you apologizing?
Where mine apologized, she's out of my sight, and I can't ask for that look.
Why, you know. Right, maybe it's weird to apologize.
But I thought I had to apologize to Sigal.
Because I regretted not showing it to Sigal.
"... I couldn't show you where the man you made your goal would win"
Oh, yeah. That's more regrettable than losing itself.
This is the first time I've ever known Mr. Lynn and others in his class who are serious about losing besides someone who's strong enough to do nothing about it.
I regret so much that I couldn't show her that I beat her, that she supported me and loved me, trying to target me and catch up with me.
"That was cool."
In a position out of my sight, I hear a very gentle voice.
It's a very warm voice, and I can hear Sigal.
"It was awesome and cool. I'm doing everything I can to get to the limit. Mr. Tallow was so cool."
Sigal's face then enters his sight with a very gentle and carefree grin.
"The person I set myself up for continued to have the right goal."
"... you know what?"
"Yeah!"
What do I look like now?
Perhaps you look disgraceful.
Oh, shit, that's regrettable. I still regret it.
Not yet, not to this extent. Will it be over?
I can't let this kid be who he deserves to be chased.
Sigal will love you. It makes no sense if you're not yourself.
Inai loves me. It makes no sense if I'm not myself.
I mean, it doesn't make sense if I'm not what we both need.
In order not to let you two go, this won't end...!