Living in different worlds (no chanter) - The Yufuwa Talent Dispatch Life of the Regenerating Wizard

The city of Turkiiba, which had been coming back for a long time to coincide with her husband's holiday, had changed completely.

Looking up from the top of the clock tower of the Magic School, you can see the end of the wheat field, and now the sky is buzzing with tall buildings.

Even from the royal capital, there are no shadows or shapes when I lived in this city, neither the Turkiiba giants that I feel can be seen from the royal capital, nor the places that are more popular than the lord's Snowa family salon.

When my father told me that it was my classmate, Sawadi Schenker, who made all of them, I changed my mind a bit.

I thought he was a talented but uncommon man who couldn't find a cause, but there is a place where any fruitless flower should bloom.

Nevertheless, when I was a student, I had no idea that I was going to go to such an unveiling of his theatre.

Are you the owner of the theater you're going to today?

That's right, Schenker and I were different in medicine and sorcery, but we always competed for regenerative magic grades.

In the carriage running to the theater, the husband sitting next to him asked interestingly, and he mumbled, "Regenerative magic... Speaking of which, there was such a rumor in the Army...", and he looked out the window.

What kind of rumor is that?

With a little doubt, my father sat opposite me, trying to question my husband.

"Elfa and Sawadi aren't Schenkers now, they're Slavic surnames."

"Oh, by the way, that's right." I have to be careful. "

Speaking of which, Schenker married a former soldier from the capital.

He was one of the mad playwrights of Sanbaou, now an aristocrat and owner of the theatre.

I wonder if his choice of magic instead of medicine was a success?

No, if he had his talent, he would have achieved the same results in medicine.

Elfa, look at that white theater.

Oh, the theater is normal size, isn't it?

"I don't even walk like that giant."

It's a schenker that makes a lot of big things, but why was the theater that was most dedicated to it made in a normal size?

We're here, let's head over there.

"Princess, give me your hand."

"Oh, thank you."

When I stepped outside in my husband's escort, which I had just stepped out of the carriage, it was starting to snow a little out of time in the city.

I hope it's a little warm inside, but I let out a white breath and suddenly looked up, and somehow the stone statue of Baikon with many legs, like a spider, looked down.

Speaking of which, you've had a little bit of a bad taste in the past.

“Speaking of which, where did your father get to be invited to the opening performance of Mr. Sawadi's theater?”

"As you know, my Count Lanza has a baseball team." Is Mr. Sawadi the creator of that sport? "

"Is it just a ball game? I wonder why someone like your father would be addicted to it."

"This is quite a deep thing." Hey, Wiego-kun, don't you think? "

“Yesterday we had a day of practice and a match, but it was definitely fun.”

That's right, that's right. I'll leave your back number blank, so you'll have to hang out with me again.

Definitely

"Oh dear! Father, please stop pulling my husband into your hobby."

It's not good for the son-in-law's husband and father to get along, but it's not good for them to get addicted to hobbies like leaving their wives alone without taking them shopping.

When I walked through the open entrance while talking about it, the warm air stroked my cheek.

It is a strange impression that the white painted theater inside is set in a classic decoration like the historic theater in the capital city, but there is a strange amount of sorcery and magic tools installed in it.

The luxurious lighting that illuminates the hall that blows up to the second floor, the flat board that plays music that floats with a modest volume, and the sign that says "On show" installed on the door that leads to the passenger seat are not all ordinary things.

I see... this is truly the castle of the sorcerer Sawadi Schenker.

Well then, let's go in. We're on the top four.

Yeah.

After completing the reception, my husband and I will proceed through the entrance gate next to the reception.

We're invited to a special seat that looks like a room, so you don't have to worry about the hassle of showing tickets to a lot of people.

A little further up the stairs from the entrance gate, the ladies in colorful dresses and the ladies who escorted them were making a pleasant noise.

Is it a staircase with a special design?

"Oh? Oh, what's going on there?"

The stairs are moving.

"The stairs are moving...? Oh, I can't see a lot of people."

Elfa, I'll show you a hug.

"You're kidding! Father, I'm already seventeen years old"

Well, well, if you go a little further, I can see you as well.

My tall father and husband seem to be seeing something, but I can only see people going up the stairs.

But what is it?

You certainly don't seem to be moving your legs.

"If you climb the stairs, don't walk." When you get off, look at your feet and be careful and come down. "

In front of the stairs, the employees of the theatre dressed in tailored black often pass by and say that.

As you approach the crowded staircase and line up, the line moves forward more and more.

Oh, the stairs are really moving.

When I got close, I saw people being transported upstairs with a stop.

It was a strange thing to watch a person move without a sound.

That's amazing, Schenker. I can't believe you've created such a thing.

"Well, I wonder what it's like..."

My husband and I climbed the moving staircase, following my father, who was the first to climb the staircase with a stiff footprint.

The stairs don't vibrate, they just take us upstairs.

Riding on the handrail that moved along with the stairs, I looked under the stairs and saw my husband standing next to me pulling my shoulder, “Dangerous.”

At the tip of his finger, there is a wall designed to separate an automatic staircase from a normal staircase, and there is a note and a cushion on the wall that says not to step out.

Did somebody hit him in the head?

"I'll come down while I look at your feet." When you get off, please don't stop and move on. "

There are employees at the exit too, and they seem to be directing us.

Follow the directions to get off at the exit and watch the stairs move a little further away with your father who wants to see a little more movement.

"This is a really useful thing, don't you think I want it in my house?"

Your father is nicking you while saying that, but I wonder if using such a big thing at home would cost you money.

Although I was also entrusted with the accounting of living with my husband in a small house, I could understand my father's excessive expenses, but I'm sure my mother also had a hard time.

"It's amazing, it's a moving staircase."

"Was it Sawadi Sreira, the owner of this theater? She can make such a big demon, so I'm sure she can make such things easily."

"I want this, too."

"Hey, let's ride again."

The noisy ladies went down the stairs to the first floor in a run while talking about it.

Oh, that kind of thing was crowded because I used to ride it so many times.

"Father, let's take a seat."

"Well, wait... oh yeah, why don't you buy me a drink at that coffee shop?"

That said, there was a famous coffee shop in this city just before your father pointed out it.

Astrobucks has a refreshing green and white interior, and by the way, this store was also run by Schenker.

“I'm so glad, I wanted to come into this shop once.”

Is it a famous store?

I was a little confused about how to give it back to my husband, who asked strangely.

"... in this city, right?" This is a coffee shop for ordinary people run by Mr. Sawadi. "

"A coffee shop for ordinary people?" Yeah, that's why you've never been in there before. "

"Is that so?" I'm just listening to my servants..... "

At that time, there was also a revulsion towards Schenker who refused my invitation to the pharmaceutical laboratory......

I also knew that there were noble children who would normally enter the store, but I didn't feel like going.

Well then, you're lucky to be here today.

"That's right. Let's try the white, fluffy drink I've heard so much about."

Together with my husband, I strode slowly to the counter where the Ladies were lined up, unexpectedly bouncing my legs.

If you declare that according to the sign that says "Please tell me the seat number of the special seat," you will bring a drink to the seat if it is a special seat.

The special seat fee also includes food and beverage expenses, so I'm glad that I didn't have to pay for it.

It's not that I want to be treated specially in a place like this, but I'm happy that it's convenient.

Back near the stairs, Father was still obsessed with moving stairs.

"Father, please stop." Let's take a seat. "

"Ah, that's right. It's time to go."

Aim for a seat on the fourth floor and take the moving stairs that go up from the second to the third floor.

It seems that there are people who come up and come down and repeat, but it's better than the first floor.

Hmmm, is this floor exhibiting paintings?

“Who is this bright red-haired woman, the actor of this troupe?”

It might be a painting of someone unexpected and unimportant.

"No, no, she's a baseball player."

"Baseball player? Why do you paint such a picture...?"

Well, I've heard rumors that Schenker had an amateur actor play a play he wrote when he was a student...

I wonder if paintings decorated in these places don't have much attention to format or appearance.

I took a quick look around, but there are not all the famous paintings and famous paintings that make it a special eye-catcher.

Some people were keen to see Centaur paintings with big bows pointing toward the sky, but to be honest, there were just a lot of ordinary paintings that were neither good nor bad.

If there's nothing on the wall, I'll miss it, so maybe it's just a decoration for now.

"Can you buy this painting?"

It's possible, if you don't mind, I'll leave it at the counter on the first floor until the end.

"Oh, do that. This and your birdmen's paintings."

When I thought about it, my father was talking to the employee like that.

"Father, do you have any good pictures?"

"Oh, this picture is good." It's a painting of Msgr. Laura Slayla in the Scorpions uniform, who had only had two climbing opportunities, and the mage Bongo, who is still delivering in his chin-shaped baseball uniform before the start of the league game. ”

"Msgr. Laura Slayla is the wife of Mr. Sawadi Slayla, isn't she? Who's that Bongo? You're a birdman, aren't you?"

"No, no, even if you're a magician, you don't have to use magic." She's a magician on the mound, and she's an athlete. The baseball fans from before the start of the league gazed at her pitching. "

I'm not sure, but your father is really obsessed with baseball.

However, there seemed to be other similar people, and when the painting your father said was removed from the wall, a shameful voice came from a distance: "Ahh...".

Whether you hear it or not, your father is in a mood to seldom see it, and he is flying up a moving staircase to the fourth floor.

That's why I was so happy with the baseball display on one side, which was set up to fill the fourth floor, and I just ran off without jumping anymore.

"This is amazing!" I know the Suleila family very well. "

"If I were you..."

The princesses were enthusiastically attached to the exhibition of reading materials whose pictures and characters lasted as long as the fruit of the wall, and it was a situation in which a lady who seemed not to be very interested or a daughter like me was looking at it a little further afield.

I don't suppose you've forgotten that you came to the theater today.

I think I should go to my seat and sit down first.....

A pleasant voice of my husband summoned me to think of such a thing.

"Elfa, come here a minute."

What's going on?

"Here, here."

At the tip of her husband's finger was a silver watch displayed in a glass case.

Although watches are luxury, wealthy people nowadays usually have them.

I didn't think my husband would care.....

The watch he pointed to was wrapped around the wrist of a man's arm made of wood.

"Oh, weird clock."

"Is this what Mr. Sawadi thought?" I think military personnel will like the fact that they can see it without having to take it out of their pockets. "

It says, "Watchmaker Cassiopeia watches (...)". I'll put it on my arm. Is that a watch? There's no way I can sell such a disgraceful thing. "

"I don't think so, do I?" I think I can buy one... "

“No, I've never heard of a Cassiopeian, and I'm sure it won't work any time soon.”

"I see..."

Although she is a husband who shrugs her head in a way that she can't give up, it is a strange thing because it is a clock, and as a person entrusted with the accounting of the family, she cannot shake her head vertically for this expense.

Even your dad is a rough money man, you shouldn't say this all the time.....

I'll take one of these, too.

"Ah, your father-in-law."

Oh, my gosh.

I thought that my father, who was coming next to us sometime, was pointing at the strange watch with a smile on his face.

The accompanying employee holds bright red clothes with scarlet embroidery and wooden sticks and leather gloves in her hands that she does not know what to use.

Ahh, I think I can see how much you've done for your mother since she's grown old...

"You guys, this watch is not only an innovative structure, but also a scorpion on the back and a sculpture on the dial for the anniversary of the inauguration of the Aristocratic League....."

Ignoring my father, who explained happily, I took my husband's hand and took my seat.

Your father is a wonderful man, but there are parts of you that your husband doesn't want you to imitate.

In that case, I have to pull away before I'm adversely affected.

Well, that's a good seat.

"It's true."

Our special seats, which my husband pulled out of, were almost directly in front of the stage.

The private seating area, which is built as a middle floor (skip floor) above the regular seating, is only visible from the top and the stage of the guests on the fourth floor.

The chair also looks comfortable, and there is a table in the middle with the coffee shop items I ordered earlier.

"Oh, did you order tea or coffee from here?" It says here that if you have an errand or an order, you have to press this button. ”

It's convenient.

While watching my husband happily reading the description of the seat, I drink the white fluffy coffee of Astrobucks, which I've been worried about for a long time.

Warm coffee with lots of white, fluffy things like snow.

The white, fluffy stuff started to melt a little, and when I put it on my mouth, it tasted slightly sweet and mellow.

"Surprisingly, the coffee tastes decent, don't underestimate it, Schenker."

”Fufu... you have a white beard around your mouth”

Haha, I put my hand to my mouth, and my bitter husband wiped my mouth with a handkerchief.

It looks cute, but you have to be careful when you drink it.

Oh, what's the matter?

When I tried to drink coffee again, I noticed my husband staring at me with mischievous eyes while holding a handkerchief.

No, no, it's still in my mouth.

Whispering that, he leans his hand on my chin and slowly draws his face closer.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"I can't see it. It's a special seat."

Oh, by the way, that's right.

There is a wall between the adjacent special seats, the lower regular seats are invisible to us, and the top is... oh!?

The bright red-haired woman in the painting on the third floor was peeking from above... I wonder if I made a mistake?

"Lovely Elfa, my own princess."

You're mistaken, the fourth floor is the top floor.

I pulled my hand around my husband's neck.

It's been a little while before the show, but it's been a long time since we've been here.

Father... you seem to be a little obsessed with baseball right now.

We enjoyed playing for a while until the bell rang and Dad rushed into the room.