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There were preconceptions that tablets were made of aluminum cases, semiconductors, etc.

Right. Though I've come from different worlds, I'm from Japan on Earth.

From the sense of isolation between Japan and Japan, I even remembered the sense of peace of mind that I was still connected to Japan by the nostalgia of a civilized instrument called a tablet.

But he's not.

Again and again, this is a different world, not Japan.

There are no aluminum cases or semiconductors.

You knew that, didn't you?

I was unconsciously throwing my thoughts at him when I looked at him and looked at him and said he was a strange object.

The Whirlpool works without gas.

Even though the faucet hasn't pulled the water from anywhere, twist the faucet and the water will come out.

Extremely food.

You were explaining yourself to everyone.

It's all made of "knitting magic."

Tablets are no exception.

This guy is also made of magic.

You don't see anybody, or it's impossible in the first place, right?

Hmm?

"What's up? You think you're good at this?

The crow curls over my head.

It was some fun anticipating voice.

"No, you saw this, didn't you?

Rock the tablet you grabbed with your right hand up and down.

"A little different. Is your memory okay?" I can see it. Then I can see it's there. "

"You're similar..."

I was slightly thinking that the nuances of the words might just be a little different, but they don't seem to be the case for crows.

"Not at all. I don't see it, so I know."

I don't know what you're talking about.

"You, you're a perpetual sorcery you've built using your own body until you don't understand. The same goes for Gbaa, but it's a terrible story from me to say that she was born unconscious. Really."

"So what are you talking about?

"You, until now, have given up thinking about the existence in its palm. What happened to...?

"That's right. I want to do something about it."

"Talk to me."

"Ah."

"Don't worry. I'll keep it a secret. Twelve potato chips... no, fifteen bags."

A dull voice leaked to the crow pretending to get lost.

When the tablet comes back to normal, I'll give you fifteen bags, but twenty.

Even crows understand that the number of bags does not make any sense.

Coming all the way out here for potato chips is a crow blindfold you care about, right?

"Ouch!

"I'm confused. Bye. What are we gonna do?

"I rode. Fifteen bags of potato chips."

"Hmm? Twenty, right?

"Whoa. Twenty bags, please"

"Okay. Explain it from the beginning in order." The Great Sorcerer "Ryoichi Fujishima from different worlds"

"I'm just a human being, Ryoichi Fujishima. Just like you."

"Eh, imitation. Speak up."

Ku, ku.

Stick around as much as you want.

My head is not food.

Anyway... I don't know anyone who has more knowledge or skill than a crow about magic or sorcery.

The crow will listen to you. As far as I'm concerned, it's a wish or fulfillment.

If this guy leaks the tablet's secrets, I don't mind anything else... No, I don't think so.

When the superorganisms find out, they're going to get into unwanted trouble.

But don't worry about a secret leak.

Crows don't divulge secrets in the first place.

This guy came all the way out here with potato chips just to reassure me.

"Crow. Be the first to say"

"What? No, it's creepy.

"" Potato Vows, "Potatoes will be later, but thank you"

"Damn."

"It hurts."

"Talk fast, don't you?

"Okay. Okay."

I honestly conveyed my gratitude, but what a guy.

Why don't you. If you've brought any more, they'll stick around again.

"There's a thin plate about this size coming out of my hand."

Hands were spread out, indicating the size of the tablet.

The crow shakes his head in silence, urging him to follow in a transverse fashion.

"I call it 'tablet' in my words, but it's how I get potato chips and stuff out of the box there through the tablet - out of the crate"

"Hmm. 'Tablet' is a powerful word for you. Through him, he knits his way through the nest with magic."

"That's the way it is. It's quick and helpful. So, my magic residue is numerically displayed on the tablet as' Gorda '."

"Do you quantify the magic of possession? Funny."

"Are you all right so far..."

"Whoa. So, there's been a flaw somewhere, right? He wants to talk to me about it."

"I'm so scared of guessing."

"Quaa!"

"So don't stick around!

Crow penetration hurts the most. That sharp mouth, rather than plain, seriously hurts.

If you get stuck outside, enough to think you're bleeding...

"You say it in a nutshell. I have a golda, but I can't get my stuff out."

"Hmm. Interesting event. That tablet is putting some sort of 'restriction' on your procedure."

"Like that. I was worried that I might be able to undo it somehow."

"Mmm. Uh."

"Yeah?"

If I nod back, the crow won't respond in silence.

A strange silence flows, and the crow opens his mouth to Pacan as he tries not to happen to question him.

"I can't. I can't put it back. That's what happened, isn't it?

"... are you serious..."

It's about the crow, so I guess I was putting my thoughts around everything during my earlier silence.

A response to the impossibility of the consequences….

Do I have to get through this without a tablet?

"I can't undo what I did once. But we can expand."

"Huh?"

"I don't know how you build magic with a tablet."

"Yeah."

"But there are several ways to expand."

"If we do that 'expansion' thing, will we be able to use the tablet again?

"That's up to you. You have to imagine and create what to expand your tablet so that it can be used again."

"He's fine. I know where to expand it so I can use it again."

If your tablet's log capacity is depleted, you can either erase the log or increase the capacity itself.

If possible, I want the ability to turn off the logs.

"Can you tell me how I can expand, how?

"Which one do you want? What is at stake or can you do with minimal risk?"

"You know, the smallest risk is a good one, right?

"Right or right. You wish you were good. Maybe you're right as a magic seeker."

"No, that's why..."

"Right. From the magic used on your tablet, it's only a spoon, but you can make it human and suck it up with about 2,000 rituals, right?

"Absolutely not. There's no plan to sacrifice anyone else."

What are you talking about, you fucking crow?

"You've got to be kidding. Not at all."

"... I get it. You're saying there's only one risky idea, right?

"Not really, but you're extreme. Don't you ever think about paying someone else some sacrifice while also mitigating your risk?

"Maybe I'm selfish, but I don't want anyone to sacrifice me"

"Was it a bad way to say sacrifice? I'm just asking you to help me out."

"Will you keep telling me what I've come up with?

"I don't know what else to do. Choosing is also important to you. I'm prepared to choose."

They play and make fun of me, but I can't be alarmed because from time to time crows say these kinds of exciting things.

Yeah, I have a slight consciousness.

Keep your mind tight, you have to choose.

If the crow's proposal is unacceptable in its entirety, I am also prepared to give up.