Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

This is a relaxation room set up in Al Nova. For the Golems, who have nothing to do with stress, it is a place that is considered a useless long object. However, it would be essential for Zeta, who is a human being, to be the rest facility that Zex made her build just for herself.

There were a variety of facilities in the room, including massage chairs that would never be in this world, and vending machines that would come out with the beverages you wanted if you pushed them. They seem to be up and running at this time of the night, so they are available for 24 hours.

"Uh..."

"Knife, you sound so lame, you're so lame..."

"Even Thousand Natsu..."

Chinatsu and the knife, who were under tremendous stress in their stomachs, had been allowed to use this room with Zeta's permission. Lie down on the hot water in a massage chair with a drink of thoughts on hand. Chinatsu is tea, and knife is fruit milk.

"'Cause... I thought I could rest in Damaya, it was that ghostly mess... here, I don't know. The masters got mad at me for letting me fight the robot... blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I didn't expect you to understand the gratitude of a massager at this young age..."

"The knife is still good... my God, I'm wrecked in Snow Mountain before that...? Also, it's routine for a master to be emotionally unstable... thanks for the massage machine, it's too late to understand now..."

"What... you still want to see our master, you don't even have to take care of yourself...? I let go of my mind from waking up in the morning to bedtime at night..."

"Hehehe... let me tell you something from me, the knife environment is still warm... I was at that stage a long time ago..."

With the fatigue recovery effect of the massage, the two were either aiming to bring it back mentally or smashing each other's dissatisfaction elements. Especially since there seems to be a lot of talk about the master. You're right about what you're doing, but the way you're doing it is going too far and you're burned. I'm a good adult now, so I want you to use as much spoon as you use for your meal. Equally, from big things to small things, the story spreads widely.

Of course, it is also true that Thousand Natsu and the knife leak this dissatisfaction, but at the same time thank the masters. In listening to your neighbor's stupidity, both sides understand what's going on around it, so it's a reward for complaining unnecessarily. Both of them only put content in their ears with half the talk.

"But Yona would be happy to do it... see, he's good at chores and no..."

"Even at Mr. Derris's, he worked as a housekeeper. Yikes... now he's like a shadow chef..."

"Something like that... good luck to me too..."

It is a kind space where no matter what you say, there is nothing to be said.

"I want the boulders to change their underwear every day..."

"Whenever I see someone, I wonder if I can dye my cheeks..."

"Hey! Well, that's how good it is! Get a better understanding of the maiden mind. Yikes!

"Huh? Why would a knife react?

However, if there is a problem, is there an occasional problem with the conversation?

"Ha, I lost my sleepiness. It's all Chinatsu's fault. Ngung......"

"There's plenty of wrongdoing..."

Chinatsu turned into a jitsu eye and objected to the knife drinking up the remaining fruit milk at once. However, the knife was jumping off the massage chair, not willing to continue that topic any longer.

"Still, Al Nova's facility is amazing. This room alone makes me wonder if I'm in Japan."

"Uh, I thought too. Speaking of the difference, does this vending and all that massage machine mean it's free? I envy Zeta, who can use this every day."

"Mr. Zex thinks of Mr. Zeta, doesn't he? Look, there's hardly anyone in this country, and Mr. Zex cares about everything."

"Even though it's a machine?

"Actually, it sounds like a golem, so it's a little different, isn't it? Well, from our standpoint, I can't deny that I feel a little envious..."

"Well, yeah......"

Chinatsu and the others are accidentally silenced by the difference in treatment. Again, they thank their masters. Without the guidance of Nell and Lilivia, we would not have been able to keep up with Yuna, who would have spared no effort and continued to train. Daily stress and own growth are, in fact, quite linked.

But right now, at this moment, we want peace! And the knife that comes to mind in my head. It seems barren to continue this topic, so let's just cut it off.

"I'll change the story, but what was today's trial slaughter like? You did it with a new knife for once, didn't you?

"Iwatomi. I did have plenty of time to try before Mr. Zex broke in."

"So?"

"... that was so cute."

"Wow, too concise an explanation."

While the knife presses the button on the vending machine, add a scratch that doesn't even seem like it. It was a carbonated beverage that came out of the vending machine.

"Knife, do you still drink?

"Because it's free. I rarely drink carbonated drinks or anything. Tell me more than that."

Carry a paper cup to your mouth that makes a sound with the shwashwa and sit in the massage chair again. Keep looking! and urging. Chinatsu, who looked like a man, likewise carried a paper cup with tea into his mouth.

"The best characteristic, as I was saying. It's very sharp. It was just a name through a rock, and it just stuck a little bit through the rock, and Mr. Zex's fuselage could be slashed like tofu."

"Ooh! You got that robot? Not exactly like the guy who came to me, I guess, but that's pretty amazing, huh? I slapped a pretty careful fist many times, didn't I?

"Yeah. It's just..."

"Just?"

"At the same time, it's so brittle. If the axis is slightly shaken, on the contrary, Iwatsu's body will break perfectly, and he may be quite nervous to be attacked by his enemies..."

"... what about that?

"Ultra-fired, ultra-definite?

"Chinatsu and this master-like sword, for a long time."

By the way, it seems that the broken body is repairable by the light magic of Chinatsu, and it was broken several times during the trial slaughter phase. Because Nel smiled every time he broke it, Chinatsu's stomach was under a terrible strain. And I desperately kept waving my sword, so that I could manage to use it in action - and after that flow, that's why XEXBODY broke into it.

"My skills, the more I turn my thoughts, the easier it is to get to the level, right? That's probably why Master Nell gave me such a peaky knife..."

"From now on, you're going to have a tough time when you attack... no, I'm sorry I said it was tougher or something earlier. Can you take your stomach medicine properly?

"It's okay. Even the knife seems to have problems in a different direction from mine, and we're each other."

Ultimately, the handshakes cross, and the two of them make sense in strange places. Serving a master with a strong habit is very difficult.

"By the way, what happened to Yoona? You're usually with Chinatsu, but you're not here now, are you?

"What time do you think it is? It's already past Yuna's bedtime."

And the other set of masters and disciples-