Lonely Attack on the Different World

SS "Alchemist One Day"

Morning is coming, morning is coming as we forget time to study and immerse ourselves in it.

"Ugh... is that it? Your hair is sarcastic and you have breakfast?

But there's plenty of work and research. 'Cause in Border Here, everyone is welcome to hold hands for alchemy, which they have always hated and abhorred, and they hug a lot with praise.

Yes, I wonder how many times I've come to the border "here" to get the word "thank you".

"Mmmm! It's delicious...... fish?

I have a delicious meal that I have never eaten before, and I have some more of that.

Delicious rice with loose cheeks and likely to fall off. But still, my gaze is in the design book... if this works, I can prevent vegetarian disease even without mushrooms. The disease that has been plaguing the border for so long can go away, and the disease can happen anywhere with a labyrinth.

"Mmmmmmmmmm...... so the smelting formation is rewritten. This is an awesome idea...... mmmmmmmmmmm!

When noticed, the design books, smelting and magic formations are rewritten, the workshop Atelier is cleaned, and the laundry is washed and folded. And delicious rice is served...... and hair is sarcastic.

And new interpretations have been added to the research that was stuck, even new experimental facilities?

Softly pass your fingers through your hair - - your hair shines through the day, and your fingertips pass through the sultry. My hair is swollen, swollen and about to explode all the time, and when I notice it, it's sarcastic and brilliant. I still have my father and mother, and my hair glitters and glitters like when I was a little girl getting my hair combed.

"" "Sister, I'm here to help you" "

"Oh, is that fast? It's still early in the morning."

Little alchemists Alchemists showed up today with a smile full of them. It's an orphan teacher who has mastered a small but advanced discipline, and I also study math and science.

"" "It's already before lunch, isn't it? He's gone to the labyrinth, too, isn't he?

But here I am the teacher. So, as I taught my father and mother when I was little... these kids are orphans even though they're so small. Some children don't even know the face of their father or mother. Still, I help you hard every day, study a lot, and smile at everyone a lot.

The city people said it was a treasure. He said it was a treasure that gave me a smile on the border that I didn't know I was happy and had always taken tragedy for granted.

Even now I know what that word means. I won't lose my sad, painful, hard memory. But these little kids are laughing because they believe in the future... and that's the treasure.

"No calculations here!" "Mmmmmmmm, are you serious?!?" "" Yeah, are you serious? What, this place is gonna take this way? "" "Mummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Clever, gentle treasures who work and learn a lot. Everyone of them swells their dreams to be the best they can be and works hard every day...... is it something that grownups can mourn the past when they see you like that, something that you can tragedy in front of these kids who are so small but orphaned?

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Who are you stroking your head with!

Adults need to create a future where these kids' smiles stare. Yes, it's an adult endeavor to keep these sparkling eyes from clouding with sadness!

"Hey, you're not gonna grow up, are you?" "" "We have to eat a lot of rice, huh?

I say kids grow up fast...... they are outrun. The majesty of your older sister... is stroking your head!?

"If you eat a lot of fish, you can grow up!" "Yeah, I asked you to do the best you could." "" Alchemy girl, it's a meal you can grow up to soon. ""

If you say so, I feel like there are a lot of fish lately... and the kids can stroke my habitual hair that I hated because it was tangled up "beautiful" and "cute".

I look in the mirror that I usually don't even care about. There I am when I was a young girl, with the same hair as my mother who thought I was the prettiest in the world. Long hair flows in the wind with sparkle in the sun.

"" "You can't grow up without eating a bunch of them. Yikes?" "" Confectionery "?" "I brought you cookies!" "" "Let's make it tea!

For some reason, while the little kids stroke their heads, they prepare tea and get treats? Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, you have grown-up sister majesty!?

"I have to wash my hands! (Gossip)" "Look, you have a good mouth (Fuki Fuki)" "I need to take care of my hair too - (Nadenade)" "" Yes, thank you - (Joshi Yoshi) ""

Then the sun goes down and research proceeds in the quieter workshop Atelier. Scratching my head with habit I 'm immersed in a difficult problem… a delicious smell and sarcastic hair again. And the heavy head lightens up, and in the distance, the poyo poyo and the pleasant voice turn away.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, the prototype for the test piece!? And it's improved...... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

Will someone be happy again if I can do this? Can someone hold my hand again and give me a hug? If I... can alchemy make someone happy? I can't sleep if I think so, because I don't have to sleep right now. I'm in a dream all the time.

The only thing I was happy about when I was holding hands with your father and mother, hugging you and stroking your head - but now I can make someone happy. I can't even sleep at night thinking that...... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

And when I was immersed, it was morning, and I felt my head stroked. That's kind of a hand to compliment you on your hard work...... and when you realize it was a toy again, your hair is sarcastic and the table has a hot air of delicious looking rice. That's a fish...... yeah, I need to grow up!!