Graduated from Witchcraft Institute

I felt like someone was giving me forehead.

"Huh..."

When I woke up, I saw the ceiling of the room and the blonde girl glancing at me.

Apparently, I was in bed.

"─ Huh!? Ah... good morning. How are you feeling?

I speak to the girl in the priestly coat who hurries away.

"Cyril... is this...?

"Ah, it's your room. I've brought you so far, knocked out by Satsuki's idiotic powers."

"Right..."

I shake my head, awaken my consciousness, wake up my torso and look around.

It was definitely in the inn room I took for my accommodation.

The room is spacious for one person, and besides the bed I sleep in, there are tables, chairs, etc.

The large window behind the room was embedded with clear glass, from which the structure had a view of the night of the mining city of Noban.

It's a luxurious creation.

It is very different from a cramped room in an everyday lodging that is likely to be wall-to-wall if both hands are reached.

This is a room like this because I stayed in a special luxury inn, but I think I want to be able to live in these rooms on a daily basis.

It was in that room, and Cyril seemed to move her chair by the bed I was in, and she sat there and looked at me.

I hear that clerics (holy orders) often look at the injured and sick in relation to being able to use healing magic, and for this reason they also learn general nursing knowledge and skills in the temple.

"Cyril lost consciousness. You were looking at me. Thanks.... what about Satsuki and Mi?

"Oh, uh... well, for once, yeah.... Satsuki and Mi are in our room. Satsuki said she wanted to see William, but now you're heavy, so I said no. So don't be mad at him. By the way, Mi is Satsuki's guide."

"Right. You've made Cyril and the others care a lot."

"That's not what you care about.... Instead, it was useful."

"Helpful...?

"Ugh, yeah. It's nothing. Never mind."

Girl in clergy coat dyed her cheeks to the vermilion for some reason and lets get it done in a rushed fashion.

I feel like there are a lot of strange tricks from earlier... well, it wouldn't even bother me enough.

"Well, if you don't have any physical problems, let's make it dinner. I'm already hungry."

"Oh.... but sure, wasn't the meal carried to the room? I don't think you had to wait for me."

From what I heard earlier on the reception desk, dinner should have been in the form of food being transported to individual guest rooms instead of being held simultaneously in the dining room.

Naturally, the accommodation rooms are separate for boys and girls.

Cyril and the three of them are in the girls' room, and I'm going to be eating alone in this room, so I don't think there was a particular need to wait.

But hearing what I said, Cyril frowned in a moody manner.

Then she put her hands on her hips and said this to scold the child.

"You know, you weren't going to eat alone, were you? Your share of dinner is also telling the innkeeper to carry it to our room. To come with us to our room."

"Oh, oh... right, okay"

"Mm-hmm."

Cyril was satisfied with my reply, and now she's smiling.

She's beautiful, so I get a little carried away when I can smile straight like this.

But these days, Cyril can be strangely my guardian sometimes.

If I had a sister, would it have looked like this...

With that in mind, Cyril took me out of my room and headed to their room.

When we got to the three of us' room, it was a splendid room even bigger than mine.

Is it supposed to be a room for four, with four beds?

The table and chairs seemed to be for four too, and just now there, the innkeeper was just about to serve the food.

Meat steaks, sautéed vegetables, potage soup, and freshly baked bread are arranged one after the other.

Cyril said her stomach was peculiar, but I'd learn to be hungry if I saw those dishes too.

Eventually the innkeeper, who finished the meal, left the room with a courtesy.

Then it is finally time for a meal.

But before that...

"─ Satsuki"

When I called him that, the girl who was sitting on one of the other beds, turning her back on this one, trembled with horror.

But that's it, and it just keeps moving again.

The back of the girl in the kimono looked kind of like a bland defeated boxer.

"Satsuki, William's calling."

Even if Mi speaks that way, no response.

The beastly girl walks around in front of Satsuki and talks about something, but in contrast, Satsuki just shook her neck sideways when she sifted.

"... no. My eyes are still dead."

Mi, who threw a spoon (tsp), came back and sat in her seat for a moment.

Apparently, Satsuki is seriously ill.

I'm switching with Mi, heading to bed with satsuki.

And when I stood in front of her - I heard a girl snapping something with a very small voice.

Let me get my ears straight.

"... I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm alive, I can't do this anymore, I'm gonna die. I'm sorry..."

Like a spell. That was more like a curse (so-called) than a word of apology.

I glanced in my face and the eyes of the cataclysmic and trembling girl were losing light as if nothing had been reflected.

My eyes are definitely dead.

"Satsuki, are you okay? Don't worry about it. This is how I'm doing."

I'll try to speak up, but I still don't have a response.

I grabbed my shoulder and tried to shake it but it didn't work.

... Shit.

The food gets cold as it is.

On the other hand, Cyril sighs loudly when she sees how it is.

"You're already a sweet little girl. ─ ─ Hey, William, why don't you give him a wake-up kiss?

"... are you kidding me?

"Pfft, sort of. It's not interesting to say that Satsuki, who has done more or less trouble, can see well, and then..."

Cyril becomes the imaginary face.

Then a little bit, I pounded my hand like I had come up with something.

"Did you come up with something?

"Yeah, although it would be a little rough healing. Could you give me a hand, William?

"Oh, I don't mind that."

Cyril, who is satisfied with my reply, moves to the side of my bed.

... what are you going to do?

"William, open your palms."

"Hmm...? Like this?"

I'll show her my hands open as she tells me.

"Yes, keep it that way."

And what did Cyril think...

Taking my back and snuggling it tight, he grabbed both my wrists with those white fish-like hands.

If she weighs in, my busty chest over the robe will be pushed against my back.

"Cy, Cyril......? What are you doing...?

"Fine. Keep your hands where they are."

"Oh, wow."

I can only be confused by the way you don't make me say yes or no, but I, too, as a man's end, can't possibly get my chest pumped if I do this.

And Cyril, on the other hand, moved my hand...

"Eh."

─ ─ Pough.

She put my hands over Satsuki's chest.

"Become...!?"

"... Huh?

Satsuki, who was unresponsive, reacts only slightly to it.

I hope so......

"Oh, hey, Cyril......!

"Hmm, maybe another push. Then..."

Cyril doesn't even show her how to listen to my protests.

On the contrary, I lay my hands on my hands and began to move them all the time.

In other words, my hand rubbed Satsuki's chest.

"What... Huh? Huh? Huh!?"

The light returned to Satsuki's eyes.

And when I pull myself aside as if I were flying, my face is still going to cry.

"Hey, what are you doing, Will!? ─ Hey, Cyril did it!? What are you doing!

"Oh, good morning, Satsuki. Did you wake up?

"I woke up! Then I'll wake up!

"Good. Then let's make it dinner."

When Cyril said that as if nothing had happened, she moved away from me to the table and sat down.

Me and Satsuki are nothing short of grumpy.

"... what are you doing Cyril is"

Mi, who is arriving at the table first, turns a jitty eye to Cyril, but Cyril answers with a soot face.

"It's a control of guilt. Sin and punishment. It's easier to punish a child who's too guilty."

"Is that punishment...... you mess it up"

"hehe."

Cyril was laughing with pleasure.

You're a delightful criminal, that's...