Glory to Earth Magic

"I'm standing! Clara's standing!

What are you talking about?

"I'm sorry, I feel like I have to say something."

Clara frowns at my sudden remarks.

Well, all of a sudden, it doesn't make sense to say this.

"More than that, it was a tribute at the tournament, and now the tone is a lot shattered."

"It's up to you because it's that job. I'll be tired of saluting you till you're off.... than that, you! How dare you soak up the finals! You're in a lot of trouble."

Clara yells at me with her fingers pointing at me.

Come on, you didn't tell me I shouldn't point a finger at people.

"Thank you because I managed to get something from hosting a special concert."

"I'm sorry about that. I was injured and couldn't move for a day yesterday..."

Clara needs to be careful what she does now, but apparently she ruled yesterday's final sooty case live, so I honestly apologize.

Because I'm the reason Clara's mad in the first place.

"…… ma, fine. I wouldn't have liked it if I thought I could live for free and have more fans. I just wanted something to thank you for."

Clara looks at us like she says so and reminds us of a flicker or something.

Hmm, it's something that gives me a lot of blatant appetite for idol habits. Well, it would be easier for me to give it to you in the form of a thank you.

"So? What can I do for you? I make a lot of money in the labyrinth, so I can give you a lot of money, right?

"Hey, I'm not the idol of school who wants something so full of cravings."

Then what the hell do you want?

I'm not proud of it, but I don't know what makes girls happy.

"……… come here for a moment and lend me your ear."

Clara makes a little call, so when I approach Clara wondering, she puts her mouth close to my ear and speaks in a whisper.

"Look, that man, that man………………"

That guy…………?

Could it be about Migliana? Actually, this guy also sees Miriana, and I don't think it's just love at first sight or anything like that.

"You were summoning me at the tournament. Grand Dragon's sinister grandfather."

Uh, does that guy mean Mr. Gras?

Speaking of which, I think we were talking about something that was sinister and good.

Huh? Seriously, you had that hobby over there?

"Oh, no! Beh, it's not like I have that kind of hobby! Simply because it's sinister and seems a little good. I just thought I'd like to have a cup of tea once or so!

Clara doesn't even ask if she saw my expression and guessed it, but she makes excuses like Esetsundere.

But, well, is that okay? Ultimately, I leave it to Mr. Gras's will.

In the meantime, explaining that to Clara......

"It doesn't matter. I'm not ruthless enough to ignore their will."

and decided to summon Mr. Gras because he got the acknowledgement.

When Mr. Gras himself was summoned, he said he would be human, so he could summon safely indoors.

When I summon Mr. Gras like that, he is summoned normally in human form, as he said.

"Alba, what can I do for you?

"Actually..."

I tell her about Clara and that she wants to eat with me.

"Well, if the summoner, the Summoner, says so, I will not obey you."

"This isn't an order, it's just a favor, so I'll leave it to Mr. Gras."

"Hmmm... my daughter"

"Ha, ha"

When Mr. Gras speaks to him, Clara replies with a reddish face.

... This guy is seriously not a fazacon. Well, I'm not going to say anything about other people's preferences.

"……… I'll go out with you if you want to luxury Nanaba Chocolate"

"What? Nanaba chocolate?

Yeah, Mr. Gras liked that one.

You're a reluctant grandfather who cheeks a treat that looks very similar to a banana... seriously, who gets it?

"Hmm. I like that one. If you're going to eat that, I'll be happy to follow you."

You liked that...

Next time, I'll buy a real Nanaba from Nanaba's famous place and feed them a lot.

"Oh, I don't mind if you do."

Clara replies, mozzled by Mr. Gras' words.

Wow, this guy is pretty choosy.

If this is modern Japan, the press will take pictures of it and wait for it to burn online.

"Master Alba!

Flam returns when Mr. Gras and Clara are interacting like a difference couple of years old.

"Ah, Flam. That was fast."

"Yep. I remember that... Master Aruba didn't ask what he wanted to eat... he's back"

Flam answers, shyly laying her eyes down.

Hmmm...... maybe a little perverted but don't get a grip on this kind of trick of a girl.

I'm not gonna tell you to put it in your mouth!

"What, oh? Master Gras and...... Mr. Clara?

When Flam noticed Clara and the others, he leaned his neck and looked strange, so I'll explain what happened earlier.

"I see you did. Thank you, Clara."

"You don't have to worry about it. What if they were on a date or something? I'm sorry to interrupt."

"It's not a date! Hey, we're just going around the school festival together! Wow, we're not lovers... so we're not going on a date."

Before I open my mouth, I deny Clara's words as Flam makes her face bright red like a boiled octopus.

Yeah, it hurts a little when you get denied all your strength like that.

"Hmmm...... hey, uh, mr. gras?

"What is it?

Clara whispers in her ear to Mr. Gras when she looks at him like she understood something.

"…… yes, I knew it. Hey, Flam, do it right."

Clara calls Flam by invitation when she talks to Mr. Gras and nods as if she is satisfied.

…… Yes, what is it?

When Clara calls me, Flam walks up to Clara with Teco Teco and tells her not to hear me.

I'm very concerned that if Clara did it, she would be gnarly or even more red so that the flam would explode with a red face, but there was an atmosphere that I kind of shouldn't have approached, so I decided to look aside.

"Good luck with that."

"Yes, thank you."

"Yeah, yeah, youth is good, right? Young people are so young."

No, Clara's not that old either.

"Bye, Mr. Gras. So, I can't help interrupting you, and shall we?

"Mm-hmm? Um, okay. Bye, Aruba. I'll call you when I'm done."

"Ah, Yes. Please take your time."

When I answer, Clara and Mr. Gras disappear into the crowd waving at us.

"Hey Flam. What were you talking about earlier?

"Hey, it's nothing!

I was curious about the conversation earlier, but Flam answers immediately.

"Yes, no... If you don't want to answer otherwise, fine. I was just wondering."

"Well, my deepest apologies... I can't tell you how embarrassing this is."

Did we talk about embarrassment?

You're going to have a Ikenai delusion about what girls can't talk to men about.

"I don't mind if Flam says so. Well, I'm hungry, so why don't we stop by?"

"Well, then I found a good Aruba-like mock shop when I was looking for something earlier."

Oh, I like it.

"So shall we go there? I'm worried about my taste."

"Yes! This way."

Hold hands with Fram so he doesn't slip away and I'll head to the outdoor store where Fram says he found it.

"Here?"

"Yes, it is."

The place they brought me to Flam is apparently like a coffee shop, and once the entrance is done, it's made fancy for girls.

"It sounds like a coffee shop specializing in sweet things. Alba loved sweets, didn't he?"

"Well, I remember you well."

I do like sweet things from previous life to pathological.

I might be closer to saying I'm a sugar addict than a sweetheart. If I were to give you an example, I'd like something with sugar on vanilla ice cream or something.

The point is, I love being damn sweet.

As long ago as I have, my parents warned me in my previous life that I would be absolutely sick.

Also, it is still alive.

"Naturally. I know everything about Alba."

If you make a mistake, it's a stalker speech, but a beautiful girl like Fram is allowed to speak.

If this is what the little fat bald guy said, he'd call it in one shot.

"Shall we come in now?"

Flam prompted me to go inside - and I witnessed the sight of a shock that I thought I would never see again.

"Uh-oh, my eyes! My eyes!

"Hey, don't be rude when you look at people."

There's a walking nightmare I saw in the arena. Kuune, dressed in miniscamaid clothes, stood.

"Ku, Mr. Kuune was in this class, wasn't he?"

"Oh, have we met somewhere?

"No, I've never met him, but I've seen him fight this Aruban."

"I see. So, you're here to eat sweets?

"Well, that's the thing..."

I answer as I endure the appearance of Kuune's maid of honor, more spiritually shredded than Armando's body.

The maid clothes themselves don't, but the chain reminds me of the devil's white cloth.

"Hmm. Then sit down because this seat is empty. This is the menu."

"Oh, thank you very much."

Me and Flam are given a menu when they show us to a nearby seat.

The contents of the menu coincided with sweets that were no different from those of Earth, such as shortcakes, parfaits and millefeuilles.

Flam is an Orthodox shortcake. I ordered a chocolate parfait.

"Yes, I ordered it."

As much as I lost it, Kuune brought me the item I asked for.

"Don't take your time."

"Um... aren't you mad about what happened at the martial arts competition?

The game, though, drove him to the brink of drowning.

If I was angry, I would like to apologize.

"I don't care about anything else. That's a game, and if one of us wins, it's not natural for one of us to lose."

What a neat owner of an opinion, contrary to appearance. I reviewed Kuune a little bit.

"Ah, but don't get me wrong because I'm better up there when it comes to cuteness! I have other work to do, so I'm not going."

When Kuune said so with his finger stuck against me, he waved and headed elsewhere.

When Kuune walks away, we look at each other and laugh bitterly, grabbing a spoon and eating a bite.

"……… delicious"

I can't imagine that being made by a very student. That was only the finest word for me for lack of vocabulary.

Sometimes I ate something sweet after a while, but only this one bite seemed to restore the shredded spirit earlier.

"This is really delicious."

Flam had a surprised look with his hands on his mouth with raw cream on his cheeks.

"Flam, there's cream on your cheek."

"Uh, where are you?

Flam takes out his handkerchief and wipes his cheeks, but he's wiped those who have no idea.

"Look, here it is."

I got up and took the cream on the cheek of the flam with my finger, so I put it in my mouth.

"" "Hiu!

Then, for some reason, something like cheering comes up from around me.

"? What's wrong, Flam...... Flam?

I looked down at Flam, wondering, and for some reason I was embarrassed.

"……… Ah."

That's when I realized.

I was distracted by the sweet things and did it unconsciously, but isn't it the kind of thing that a couple would do now?

If I think about it, I'm comfortable with the stirring voices around me and the reaction of the flam in front of me.

"Oh, um... flam, you know... I'm sorry"

"Come on, I don't care."

No, he said he cared if you said it with a red face like that.

Afterwards, when we finished eating in an awkward atmosphere, we left Kuune's classroom to make a quick run for it.

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"Yeah, my face is still hot."

As he fled to the rooftop of the school building to avoid the eyes, Flam looked up to his face with his hands.

It's always been red, so it gets hot.

I'm responsible for the coffee shop!

"I'm so sorry about earlier."

"That's why I don't care. I knew Master Aruba had no offense..."

Hmm, I didn't do that to a girl even if she said so.

"More than that... it's a beautiful view."

Flam says as he looks down to the fence to force him to change the subject.

I went to the next door to Flam and looked downstairs in the same way and a lot of people were vibrant.

"Look! People are like garbage!

"What are you talking about?

"Yes, I'm sorry. Nandemonaides"

I want to say that I look down on people from the top. I don't have a choice.

Even if I make stupid remarks, it doesn't look like Fram especially cared, and then we still look at each other silently.

"Dear Alba,"

I don't know how long it's been, but Fram breaks the long silence.

"Remember when I said I wanted to talk to you after the martial arts tournament?

"……… yeah."

I forgot a lot about Armando and the others, but you did promise me that.

"May I speak to you about that now?

"……… Fine."

Flam will look this way, so I will stare back and answer, feeling embarrassed.

Flam opens his mouth with a look like he was nervous or sukha- and repeated his deep breath several times and was ready for something if he thought he had been silent for a while.

"Dear Alba, I love you very much."

"I like you, too."

"I'm not! Not dear… as a heterosexual… I admire you as one man"

Honestly, I'd be lying if I told you I didn't notice how Flam felt.

Instead, I think how good it would have been if I had been as blunt in my fondness for myself as Lanobe's protagonist.

I pretended not to notice Fram's favor.

To be honest, I like Flam as a heterosexual person, too.

But me and Flam have a ditch we can't bury. That means my spirit is grown up.

Old people over thirty will like girls about a year of secondary school if they include them from previous life.

That's how the stopper who says reason holds me back.

"When I first met her, I initially had nothing but an apology for Aruba dying to help me in my rambling. But... how long did your parents like you while they were listening to you and seeing you?"

"Flam, that is……….."

Did you say the suspension bridge effect, or did you mistake me for liking it with the benefactor correction?

Where I tried to say that, the flam blocks it.

"I'm not as simple as liking you because you're the benefactor of your life. Otherwise, there's no reason to like you for years! Because of the burden of injuring Master Aruba, until now, I thought it would be satisfying just to be by my side... but I couldn't be satisfied with it... it was selfish."

That's not true.

That's what I tried to say, but the real deal and the pre-construction board pinch are boiling in my head. I couldn't put it into words.

"Dear Alba..."

Flam's girl-specific sweet smell tickles my nasal cavity as she hugs me with tears in her eyes.

"Master Aruba is kind, so maybe he's looking for words to say no to not hurt me. But please say no so that you can give up completely because you think it's for me."

Flam's voice was trembling.

... let the girls say this so far. I guess I'm not dressed up for adult courage.

What's the difference between years! Physical age is legal because we're together! The police? If that comes, I'll kick your ass with my strongest dirt magic!

Flam, listen to me.

I fought a real war with Pre-Construction in my brain, and when the real army wins brilliantly, I open my mouth.

Flam doesn't show her face with me in her arms, but she feels her body tense and nervous.

"Me too... I like it."

The words are the same as earlier, but the meaning is a lot different.

I don't care anymore than I put it in my mouth.

It's impeccable to say that you like people but think about them in a mess.

You understand what my words mean, I'm going to stare at this one with my nagging eyes.

…………

Me and Flam stared silently and lay their lips on an unpopular rooftop.