It's all one flower.

"Remember I told you that surgery has a variety of lineages?

"Yes. The sensei is erm... [blue one-wing]... right?

Sarotka answers by looking at a single-wing snake badge (today) wrapped around an infinite needle.

The spelldoctor nodded and lowered his hips to the edge of the bed.

"The people in the city had a lot of bird shaped necklaces, but the difference in shape is that there are so many magical types, right?

"That's right. System of Arts...... Badges vary from school to school. From what I've seen in this city, there seem to be a lot of fishermen [fishermen], artisans [knitting reeds (yoshikiri)], farmers [field fights (hawasa) larks (hibari)]."

"Really? Uh, some people weren't wearing necklaces, but are you sure you want to wear them or something?

Encourage Sarotka, who stands in front of the spelldoctor's diagonal, to sit by hand. The needle girl showed a slight bare gesture of straying, but lowered her hips to the right, clearing a gap for one.

"There is a decision. Fraud your identity by wearing a school badge (today) that you don't specialize in, and you will be punished."

"So those without necklaces are powerless people?

"No... oh, as my grandmother said, there are a few in Lacrimalis, but there are people without power"

"Er...?

"The vast majority of those without badges are powerful people of the [spiritual dove] school"

"Raysay's pigeon?

"It is a technique used in everyday life, such as chores. For example, it's a [dry water] used for cleaning, laundry, etc."

Sarotka glanced at her sleeve and nodded.

"It's fundamental to life, so if you're a wizard, to some extent, you acquire it as common sense. Exceptionally no badges will be distributed."

Sarotka nods silently.

"Only those who specialize in this school to develop the arts and those who complete the vast majority of the arts and cultivate them to teach and guide many will be awarded the [spiritual dove] school badge"

"Were you?"

In Sarotka's eyes, which let him snort on a long foreground, he could see the color of what it had to do with the sex of the spelldoctor Septentorio.

The spelldoctor Septentorio continues his explanation by staring at the wall.

"There are some procedures in which the user's conditions are individually defined"

"Even with magic, is there magic you can't use?

I nod as I felt Sarotka's gaze on my right cheek.

"The developer of the technique did not deliberately set the conditions, but the one who can use it and the one who doesn't, will find out later."

Sarotka, who had no preliminary knowledge of witchcraft, did not wander around thinking about the meaning of the explanation.

Slightly, there was a slight rubbing sound. I assume the Kirkulus girl nodded, and the spelldoctor Septentorio continues.

"For example, if you have not experienced physical defects in the past, you will not be able to use the technique of regenerating a missing area by eating a thousand pieces by a warcraft. Once upon a time, I deliberately amputated my fingers to increase the number of surgeons."

Sarotka breathes.

"In the time I was born, it was obsolete from a humanitarian point of view, so I can't use that technique. If there's any broken parts left, we can reconnect."

... even though I've lived in this body for over four hundred years.

I was laughing at myself for wandering around explaining.

"Many of the medical system procedures, such as the [blue wings] I repaired, the pairing [white wings], the combination of surgery and medicine to heal [flying owls], will disqualify the surgeon if they perform reproductive behavior regardless of gender"

For a daughter of her age, it is a condition that she can show that she understands. Understand and view silence (all) and continue to explain.

"Like the technique of restoring defective areas, they used to hang [the technique of immortality] within a young age to stop growth and let them learn the technique of treatment. Long before I was born, inhibition of growth from a humanitarian point of view was banned by international treaties, and now there are no countries that do it publicly."

I don't know how she interpreted the fact that someone in this house had her daughter, who was about the age, in appearance, in the same room as a middle-aged man, Septentorio.

Would you have thought it was simply convenient for the number of rooms?

"A very powerful [Swan Maiden] technique that also prevents crime"

The spelldoctor Septentorio does not wait for the reaction of the needle Sarotka, but continues to stare at the wall.

"Some people discontinue spelldoctors in marriage and transfer to pharmacists (dullness), but there is a lot of public backlash, and parents who want to see their grandchildren's faces don't want to make my son a spelldoctor."

"But you're in trouble without a doctor, aren't you? The people of this city are also very welcoming to Sensei..."

Especially the girl's confusion.

"What do you think it's like to be a curse doctor right now?

"Erm... someone who doesn't want to get married... or something?

He returns the most unobstructed answer and gives it a small endorsement.

"Right. Someone who has some circumstance and cemented his will not to marry himself. Besides, there are people who have chosen the path of saving many people's lives over happiness in having a family. But..."

Noticing that the voice of explanation was slightly trembling, Septentorio exhaled thinly.

I can't hear a thing from outside a tightly closed window, and my family is still asleep, quiet in the house. [Keys] are hung on the door, and no one will interrupt you.

Septentorio squeezed out the words.

"The majority of physical people are born and unable to leave their offspring. Parents send their children to the curse doctor to at least avoid eating up after they are out of hand."

It was over 400 years ago.

Other memories are vague, and more often than not I've completely forgotten.

My parents, my brothers and sisters who grew up at home, they're gone.

Yet only the memory of the day I left my parents was somewhat more vivid.

"Fortunately, I was a neighbor, so sometimes I was sent back to my parents, and I could play with my siblings during my training."

I tried to say it in a bright voice, but I can't see Sarotka. The lacquered walls were spotlessly stained and blurred reflections of the [light] blue and white light.

"The appearance now is that of an adult man, with a mustache, and a voice change, but in a state you can tell right after birth... yeah... maybe if you look, it's somewhere in your body, but I mean... I can't leave offspring"

People put “curse doctors” outside the boundaries of men and women.

There is no malice, no discriminatory sentiment, no mercy. Naturally, it was anchored in people's perceptions.

Sarotka took a big breath on her shoulder and the bed sucked.

The signs move and calm down where the shoulders touch or not.

Needle hands wrapped around the right hand of the spelldoctor, who accidentally turned his face to the door.

"I'm sorry.... I didn't know anything"

Power cages in Sarotka's hands.

The spelldoctor Septentorio set his gaze on his gripped hand. The Kirkurist girl is bent over, and her expression cannot be seen. This is the first time Sarotka has touched the wizard's septentorio.

"Naturally you, the people of the Autonomous Communities, don't know. It's my fault I missed the explanation."

"No, but... sorry"

Apologized by Sarotka, who had no preliminary knowledge, Septentorio felt sorry for himself.

"Don't worry, I can't do anything to you. The people in this house must have made me the same room with that intention. I thought you'd feel better."

The spelldoctor Septentorio stacked his left hand over Sarotka's hand holding his own.

Then I slept in the same bed for several nights.

The spelldoctor Septentorio doesn't know which Sarotka, who saw the fishmonger, was sighing (or sighing) remembering about the bone stabbing or the bed.

The old ladies' chatter ended from either side and the three began walking towards the port of Noge.