Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

"Hmm... here, is...?

The blurry vision cleared and it was the white ceiling that gradually entered my eyes. In one of the infirmaries in the college, Sorte woke up.

"Good morning. Salte, are you okay?

"... Kara?

Carua was peeling the apple, placing a chair next to the salte lying on the bed. I can't imagine it from her usual appearance, but she manipulates the fruit knife with a familiar hand and cuts it beautifully. First, after a brief look at Kara, who maintained her normal mind, then confirmed that she was sleeping in the infirmary, Solte recognised once again that she had lost.

"Me, you lost..."

"Mmm, sounds like it. But that was bad for you, wasn't it? Don't use 90 dark magic machines in no time. Oh, you want some apples?

"I don't think I'm in that mood..."

"Well, I'll leave it here."

Kara places a dish with cut apples on a provided desk set next to the bed. When Katari and I put it down, there were large tears in both eyes of Sorte.

"Me, you can't... good luck, courage, I let you out... I just couldn't win... guzzle..."

"Right. I don't know if they're gonna do that."

"I... Keel, I don't have a face to go with you... Ugh, guh, yeah... in the end, I love you, 'cause I couldn't tell you..."

At last, to Sorte, who cried out, Kara held him silently against her chest and stroked her head.

"... now you just have to cry as much as you like. My game is still ahead of me, and no, I'll do this for you."

"Ugh... Ah, yes..."

Then about three minutes later, Sorte regained some calm in his mind. I settle down, so I hack at that moment.

"Speaking of which, how long has it been since I fell!? I have to teach you not to fight those people properly, Keel!

"Uh, then you'll be fine? Seeing the battle of the salt, we all knew enough of them to suck. It's called the odd wand, no more students to be alarmed. Oh, I properly recovered Salte's wand, didn't I? I'm sorry to hear you broke by that stupid big wand."

Kara takes out Salte's wand, which has been broken in two, and I'll show it to her. A beautiful cross section was formed as if Salte had used it for defense or had been slashed with a sharp blade in the broken area.

"... no"

"Hmm?"

"No, you're not! The game started and it got dark on the stage, suddenly I felt dangerous from the front, and I, set up a wand in that direction! I thought I'd die if I took that wand alive... but, you know, it wasn't that wand that came out of the dark - it was a kid named Harna, it was just a kick!

"Keh, kick...?

"Yes, it wasn't a wand, it was a kick. I got that kick from the top of the defensive cane, they broke the cane, and still the power didn't weaken... then I don't remember, but I think I blew it off the spot. She, the wand stayed on her shoulder and she didn't end up using it in that game... so Keel, I have to tell you sooner...! Those people are even more dangerous than they were watching out there!

Salte was desperate. An unparalleled defeat to keep such a declaration to Keel this morning. It was a disgrace to her, and a great regret. But now I wanted to pass on more information to people I fell in love with than on the outside. So I'll tell Kara what's going on. Tell Keel to let me know soon. Look into your eyes and tell them you're clear.

………

So I notice Kara's distressed look.

"Salte, it's hard to say, come on..."

"Huh... Huh?

"Keel..."

Gokuri and I heard myself sipping my own saliva. I don't want to hear beyond that. But, but. Various thoughts are complicated in my mind. I felt like I had experienced a terribly long time until I heard Kara's next words.

"- I lose early in the game and fall asleep in the bed next to Salte! The habit of being instantly killed quicker than the salte makes you recover quickly and perfectly listening to previous conversations! Haha."

"... to?

"Hey... good job"

"... to?

Until now it had not been seen in the shadow of Kara, but there was another bed next to Salte's bed, where Keel lay hiding in the futon. He himself seems very uncomfortable.

"Uh, since when, have you been...?

"It was decided from the beginning. Like I said, I woke up sooner than Salte."

"Well then... everything I said...?

"Yeah, I hear the whole thing"

Sorte reminds me of the conversation here. Tell me what you whispered and what you said against Keel.

"~ ~ ~!"

Instantly boiled down, she dived into the futon to hide its red-dyed face.

"Oh, no, I'm sorry... Kara told me to hide here until I signaled, so, whoa!

"Ugh, yeah, Keel, you're not bad... you mean you're here, after all?

"Oh, a kid named Chinatsu killed me instantly"

"... I'm sorry. I just lost that way, and I got weird strained, didn't I?

"That's not true. On the contrary, I felt stronger that I would definitely win, and I meant to be doing well! But I didn't mind that. He was turned behind him early in the start and slapped in the back of the head with the bottom of a cane. You didn't even know how to lose until you asked people, did you? You're hilarious, hahahaha!

"Wow, that's not funny, good luck Keel. I can't laugh at you..."

"Sorte...... hmm? What about that Kara guy?

"Huh? Huh?

Even as the two of them looked around the room, there was no sign of Kara anywhere. Instead, I notice a small note sheet sandwiched under a plate of apples.

"I don't want to go home because I seem to be disturbing you. And then do it on your own! Oh, no matter how you use this apple, you two are free, huh?

Keel's hand with the note paper shivered with a pull, and Salte's face turned even more red.

"Ah, that guy......!

"Mm-hmm. Does this make you feel in good shape? I'm tired of doing things I'm not used to."

Sneaking out of the infirmary, Kara pasted a paper on the door that said she apologized for the visit and was huge, and nodded yeah yeah with her arms together. Two more people there, a shadow of them watching the room coming up.

"You're a prince to dry. What, a peek?

"Ooh, that's it. Sounds like it's working."

"Hey. Those two, if we don't do this, it's gonna be the way it is forever, and no?

"It would be interesting if you liked people very much. It was all on your hands."

"No, I don't know what that means. What, like that mastermind way of saying it?

Their personality is completely different, and they are friends with each other. He seemed to agree that he wanted to stick Keel and Salte together.

"The joke is, the rabbit and the horn. Come on, what do you two think of those kids that the dean brought in? Win?"

"Hmm, because that little one wasn't sure how strong he was in the dark. But the woman (stomach) who fought Keel was convinced she was strong. Without artistic excellence and exceptional speed to go around behind at the same time as the start signal, it can be achieved. I saw him as a comparable wind magic user! I don't know if I can win!

"Wow, that's not helpful"

"Ha-ha-ha! Because I'm tougher than Keel, I can't faint with that! But the confidence to strike is subtle! I don't get it!

"... I'm a no-comment. Too little information yet. They're not fighting for a few seconds."

"And the prince I secretly expected? Ahaha, after all, there's no progress.... but is there anything wrong with being hit and shut up? Tournament fight, I need to say plenty of hello to him, huh?

"Whoa, I'll let you do it too!?

"Hmm, this is nothing hostile. I'm just following my emotions."

They stepped out to the venue. The raffle for the tournament will begin soon and the opponent will be decided. If it comes down to hitting one of the brunettes, I will avenge both of them. Kara, Dry and Prince each cemented their resolve. But...

"Oh, I was there! Hey, you guys are graduation students or something, right? Somebody's gonna have to do it alone. You got to give me the right to compete, right?

- Some of them don't read the air. An unfamiliar girl in a college uniform, with brown skin and gray hair, spoke in an unhesitant manner.