"Mr. Ray. Good morning."

"Good morning, Senior Rebecca. Thank you again today."

"No, thanks to me."

Early morning.

From time to time these days, I often have breakfast with Senior Rebecca.

The watering duty of the flower beds I made in a semester is often the same as Senior Rebecca's. Though few days are the same rather than the same.

After the example, Senior Rebecca wants to thank me for something... so this is how I'm supposed to have my senior handmade breakfast on duty day.

I said I don't mind, but I couldn't refuse because my senior begged me with moisturizing eyes.

Like younger women, I'm vulnerable to women's tears.

"It's a beautiful day."

"Yes, it's bright autumn sunshine"

The two of us water the flowers planted in the flowerbed.

Autumn. That's getting pretty deep too.

Slightly chilly in the morning. Winter is coming soon, I'm sure.

"Well, shall we make it breakfast?"

"Thank you for everything"

"No, because it's something I'm on my own"

The look on Nicole's face is no longer shady.

Rather, Senior Rebecca has been very bright lately, and I feel more beautiful than anything else.

I'm sure that was so stressful.

But now I'm really relieved as far as I'm concerned because this is how you laugh at me.

"Bye! Today, I made an egg sandwich with reference to Ray's side switch."

"Ooh! That looks delicious!

Removing it from the basket was an egg sandwich.

It still seems like a creation and feels slightly warm. Besides, the surface of the bread is also grilled and appetizing.

The brightly colored scrambled eggs that look slight also look very good.

"Now, if you'll excuse me"

"Yes. Go ahead."

Take a sip of pacli.

The surface of the crunchy bread, the very bread that makes it a little too, a scrambled egg with just a little salt to go with it.

Harmony in which all of that is harmonious and spreading in the mouth.

Definitely. This is delicious!

"Mmm! That's delicious!

"... is that true?

"Yep! I can't compare it to what I made!

"Well, that's a little too much to say...... but that, I'm glad. Thank you."

Senior Rebecca, let her face down and she's just a little red.

And we enjoy a sandwich under the sun this autumn.

"Speaking of which, seniors"

"Yes. What is it?

"How are you feeling?"

"Right. Witchcraft isn't working a bit well yet, but it doesn't interfere that much. In a few months, I heard it would heal."

"Really... good"

Some of my senior magic domains are sealed with Chronoslock, which I have fixed in my body time. That takes the form of transferring some of my stuff to seniors.

Mine's pretty much better, but the seniors still have the magic realm rampage Overheat, and the sun is shallow.

Because I still don't know what will happen, I try to ask seniors if there are any strange things like this from time to time.

"Thanks to Ray, when you are able to extend your life... you really can't get your head up"

"No, I did what I deserved."

"... the"

"Yes. What is it?

When he finishes eating his sandwich, the senior pulls his body even further.

Close.

Or too close. Its soft body touches it perfectly.

Almost snuggled up on my body, and this is what seniors have been asking.

"Mr. Ray helped me out with... the..."

As I dare not be aware of that soft part, a loud voice enters my ear from afar.

"Hey! What are you two doing?

That was Amelia's voice, which I heard more than once.

She runs toward us diligently, letting Red Lotus' hair swoop.

"... chip"

I felt like my senior hit me in the tongue next door, so I turn to Senior Rebecca again.

"? What's wrong, Mr. Ray?"

"No... looks like it's my fault"

That's right.

Beautiful, beautiful seniors can't get their tongues pounded.

Probably tired.

This time, I decided to be convinced.

"Ha... ha... ha... Senior Rebecca. What are you doing?

"What, are you having dinner with Mr. Ray?

"Seems like a close distance for that..."

Still Amelia stares at Senior Rebecca.

What is it?

What the hell. This swordswallowing atmosphere.

But I strangely remember this atmosphere.

At the same time, I was remembering my master's words.

"Look, Ray."

"Yes, Master"

"Don't talk about women's fights."

"... can't you stop it, too?

"Yes."

"Oh my... is that so"

The master, sitting in a wheelchair, said so as he looked up at the sky through the window.

"A woman is probably a troublesome creature. Especially when you're in a fight. At that time, be silent and spot the flow on the spot. The best thing to do is to get off the spot. Give me a good reason."

"You'll learn"

"If you ever get caught up in that fight..."

"If any?

"Neither opinion should be affirmed"

With a serious look, the master speaks. That wasn't when, it was a feverish word. It was like we were talking from a hands-on experience.

"Duh, why is that?

"If you put your shoulders in one place or the other, it will definitely erupt. You should let them cut the meat there and break the bones."

"I mean...?

"Answer ambiguously, and be angry. It's a sacrifice. Accept it."

"... I see. The boulder is the master. You know very well."

"Carol's feels the same way. Well, do we still train today?"

"Yes!"

I recall having had such an interaction in the past.

Master. The advice was for this time, wasn't it?

Considering it emotional that way, I overhear Amelia and Senior Rebecca arguing.

I'm Stone. No, water. No, it is the wind.

Blending into this landscape would be what we should do now.

That's how you ask when you're leaving, and you talk to me.

"Hey Ray! Ray's annoying, too!

"Mr. Ray. That's not true, is it?

Selection.

It's best to keep it cloudy here.

The boulder is the teacher's teachings.

And I put it this way.

"I'm not bothering you"

That makes me look like Senior Rebecca has won proud against Amelia. Amelia, on the other hand, exposes her dissatisfaction by speaking out "Grunting..."

"But it's also true that it's painful to think you're depriving seniors of their precious morning time"

And I say the opposite.

Now Amelia looks proud of herself and Senior Rebecca roars "Grunt..."

Both of us can't really understand what's unsatisfactory... but we should have gotten through it well.

Thank you. Master.

"Hmm! Senior Rebecca. That's all I got for you today."

"That's this line, isn't it? Hehe..."

The gaze intersects.

Amelia seems a little excited, but Senior Rebecca smiled.

But the smile was releasing pressure like I'd never seen before.

And then I stare at my own hands.

……

I was trembling. I was definitely afraid of Senior Rebecca's smile right now.

Why not? How can you not stop trembling when this smile is as beautiful as usual? This overwhelming pressure, The Pressure, is heterogeneous, something I've never even experienced in the Far East battle. What the hell is this...?

"Okay, Mr. Ray. Now if you'll excuse me for today."

"Me too with this. Ray, you need to be careful, okay?

That's how the two of them leave refreshed.

Meanwhile, I'm still shivering against some fear...

This should also go talk to your master.

The mystery of women only deepened.