The day after dawn of the night after that.

Although we weren't late, we weren't in a very mind-blowing state such as class.

In conclusion, we didn't take Stia's request.

Why? I've decided on something like that.

"... ha"

Exhale several sighs today.

Incredible emotions that could not be called regret or guilt were caught in the depths of my heart.

No matter how many times I tell you I made the right decision, there is never any sign that the foreign body feeling caught in my chest will disappear.

Reesha, who stares at the board next to me, has also been up in the sky since just now.

I found out that the same presence as myself might be processed as a commodity.

Brotherhood or not, it has nothing to do with it. It would be a natural reaction as a person rather than because you are a silver-haired elf.

"... eh"

The look on Stia's face at the moment she told me she refused the request.

Upper lid that goes up and down for a moment. His eyes lowered and his mouth had a thin smile on it.

There is nothing else to say about being undressed.

But she laughed at me. [M]

You burned it behind your lid, and every time you close your eyes, the moment comes back to life.

What should I have done? [M]

If I had received a request then, that might have caused me another regret.

If so, now ——

"Rosie Mystiglia, are you listening? Answer the next question."

He called me by name and returned it to me.

Start grasping the situation as you rise from the chair.

The teacher's name is Sarah Henti, and he's a historian of magic tools.

Age is in her late 20s, married, mother of one child.

I don't have the ring I wore during my last class. The aggressive look you don't usually show is caused by stress, and the swelling of your face is caused by bulimia for stress. My makeup is thicker than usual because I have become aware of the eyes of others other than my husband. Possible is domestic trouble with husband tangles, that is, cheating - well, this is the place.

"Doctor, the answers to your questions are also important, but what teachers need now is a trick to live a well-rounded couple life."

"Hey...... ha!?

"When you get home today, tell your husband“ what you want him to stop doing ”and“ why ”in the shortest possible terms. I think that's going to solve the problem."

"Oh, it won't matter to you!

I could almost tell you why I knew.

"Right, sorry"

Sit in your seat with your head down gently.

"... Rosie Mystiglia, it's no use trying to get into smoke. What did you do about the question?

"Oh, you did. The answer is," Magic Gun. "

You thought you couldn't answer me anyway, and Sarah's brow raises as surprised.

"… then go on to answer how modern demon guides and demon guided guns are different"

"Modern magic equipment is dominated by what operates magic efficiently and exercises it as“ magic, "but when there was no technology for it, magic itself was launched as a bullet. Because it just pulls the trigger with magic, many people can handle magic guides even if they can't."

"Good. Don't make wasted remarks during class."

Ugh, and when I exhale, I notice Riesha's frightened gaze.

"What's wrong?

"... no, why did you say that all of a sudden?"

I guess you're talking about your interaction with Sarah.

"Give me a break. I didn't even know the unit in the first place, so I was looking around to see what the question was while I was buying time."

……

"Reesha?"

Reesha, who almost said something, stops moving as she is.

Eventually, when she bites her lips badly, she turns away from me. [M]

"I know what you're trying to say, but somehow,"

"... I don't like you, do I?"

"That's not true. There's something I can do, but I didn't do anything. It's only natural to question that choice."

"Rosie does. But I'm not. I can't do anything on my own, just rely on the power of Logie."

That's what Risha says and snorts in a sense of self-derision.

"Hey, Risha."

Only slightly moistened, empty eyes look at me.

"What's Leisha not wanting to do now?

"…" What you don't want to do, "is it? Not what you want to do?

"Yes. Tell me in the shortest possible language"

Communicating in a long language does not necessarily lead to the correct communication of will.

I'm going to get rid of the wasted decorations, because the last thing I have left should be the word I really want to convey.

"I don't want to regret pretending not to look at you like this."

"I mean, you want to look into the example thing?

"... Yes"

Reesha, who hesitated to open her mouth, drops her gaze on her own.

You know I don't have to bother explaining the danger. [M]

Still, I guess.

"Ha."

Scratch the back of your head with a sigh.

I'm disgusted with my cheats.

I know. I wanted this to happen somewhere in my heart.

I was waiting for someone to pull my hand.

"... I haven't chosen the means this time. So I might dye my hands in crime, and I might do the worst as a person without being guilty. Still okay?"

"Rosie! Yes, okay?

"I know. I have to do something about it. Sometimes I care about you personally."

Risha gets up to jump too much of a joy.

Sudden eccentricity gathered gaze throughout the classroom.

Naturally, I'm still in class.

"... from after school for now, huh?

"Yes..."