Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

The day of the beginning of the year, that afternoon.

I kept doing belly dancing until the early morning and looked around the stall with Phyllia and Ashley.

Many of them are intriguing, as I've never seen them before.

"Hey Ashley, what's that?

"Oh, that? You can change the color of the shadow with that."

"Shadow colors!?

"You can change it!

"Wow!

"It's amazing!

I nod fast with Ashley.

"You're close....... or we both feel tension is strange though. Where did the sinister mood go just now?

"You have to enjoy the festival. It's a loss! I knew it was a bad fight. It's more fun to get along."

"I said good things. Hey Phyllia, Ashley just said something good!

"Huh, sort of. Admire!"

Ashley brags about her chest.

The festive atmosphere is amazing.

Even though we just got along, I was dealing with Ashley normally.

No, rather than normally, isn't it the friendliest we've ever been?

It seems silly that we'll be together forever.

Come on, it's time to get along.

It's decided that getting along is more fun than not getting along.

"It's fun, Phyllia!

"……… Could it be that you are drunk?

Phyllia twists her neck in surprise.

For such a filia, I showed off my biceps.

"Am I drunk, in muscles?

"It's for alcohol."

Change your posture and show off your chest muscles.

"In your own muscles?

"No, to alcohol."

Whatever the muscle is, I'm not drunk on booze.

However, there must be a few places where you are drunk about the atmosphere of the place.

And that's fine.

Sometimes you can have a day or so when you take off your wings.

"So is that."

Phyllia agrees with me when she peeks inside her heart.

"But don't drink, please."

"Wow, I know. I don't want to drink it for myself."

That's fine.

Because his bad liquor habits are muscular.

To feel like a festival, I decided to change the shadow color for now.

They say when you choose one from dozens of different colors and spray it on the shadow, the shadow changes to that color.

Thunder magic is the basis, but it is a magic tool that uses a rather difficult principle.

I don't know the details. They use some great theory, some technology, that sort of thing.

Soon after Ashley gets lost, she holds a red spray and dyes her own shadow red.

"I'm red!

"I knew it."

I'd rather be surprised if you chose something else.

"How do you know that?... So you're not stalking about me...?

"Wow, Mr. Yuri sucks."

"Anyone can tell as much as you choose red. It's bright red from your clothes."

I looked at Ashley from top to bottom with half eyes.

Ashley's clothes today are red coat, red shirt and red half pants.

It is no longer just a red creature rather than Ashley.

"Sort of. You'll be jealous -"

Ashley proudly showed off her clothes.

"Where should I envy you......?

I don't know how to translate it.

"Well, what am I going to do…………"

It's a corner festival, though it's annoying and makes me want to choose it appropriately when there's so much color.

I have to choose what's right for it.

After a little trouble, I took one spray.

Spraying on the shadow, the entire shadow stains a single color as you see it.

Phyllia, who saw my shadow like that, looked at me unexpectedly.

"Eh, Mr. Yuri, did you pink it? What a surprise."

Yes, I was picking pink, or peach.

But there's a good reason for this.

"I made it a muscle color. Muscles are mostly red or white."

Intelligent, I know. When you mix red and white, it turns pink.

"You're all muscle, too, to say it's all red about me."

"That's right, because you're human."

"... I don't think it's working for a reason."

Muscle is a must for humans.

That's what I mean.

The last thing left was still Phyllia.

Clothes, Phyllia spends a great deal of time on these fashionable things.

"Hmmm...... I've made up my mind! I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

But you've made up your mind today.

Phyllia sprays her own shadow with a showy momentum.

The colour was not so much white.

"Bye! I'm clean and white, so I white-!

Phyllia opens her hands and reveals her shadow to us.

What kind of mouth says "clean and clean"?

"I made it white! Perfect for a clean, white Filia sister!

"Ashley. You must be hallucinating to Phyllia."

I shook my head.

Seeing me like that, Phyllia makes me squint.

"It's rude. I can't use that, and even if I could, I would only use it for Yuri."

"You're gonna use it on me!

"See, the Yuri you just heard? I knew my sister Phyllia wasn't innocent."

"No, were you listening? He told me he'd use it now."

"It's good to be Yuri. It's muscle."

What kind of muscle is that?

Ashley looks at me half-eyed.

"'Cause you'd be happy anyway, wouldn't you?" You're going to be trained to deal with hallucinations!' "

"... you know me very well. Exactly."

Ashley seems to have finally figured me out. Above all.

The colour of the shadows has changed, so enjoy the festival.

I think so, and as I walk along the bustling boulevard of the King's Capital, Phyllia accidentally raises her voice.

"Ah, there's a shooter, too."

There was a stall lined with lots of prizes ahead of Phyllia's fingertips.

There are many different types of prizes, but mainly stuffed animals.

We stop and approach a stall called the shooter.

"Shooting? What is it?"

"Don't you know? If you magically drop a prize, you'll get it."

Ashley briefly explains something called shooting.

I see, it's simple and clear.

I understood the explanation while observing the stall lightly.

However, the distance from the prize to the standing position is only 10 meters or less, even if many estimates are made.

"I think this is very easy, but is this going to make business?

"You shouldn't look sweet, brother!

It was the shopkeeper's man who responded to my whining.

He looks a little elongated.

The man starts describing this store with his nose high as he pounds on the two big throats placed on his desk.

"This game is available in Magic, Ability, and Magic Props, but it's capped. It's impossible to cheat because they're letting me measure the amount of magic consumed with this magic prop. By the way, if the conditions for the use of abilities are not magic, be careful because they are not usable. I can see if you've used your abilities with these magic tricks. My shop is amazing!? Nearly a hundred people are already trying today, but the one who still took the prize home from our store. Hey!

Isn't it a light-hearted trick to try a hundred people and nobody gets one prize?

I think so. In my ear, I can hear Ashley noticing something.

"Ah!"

"Ashley, what's wrong?

"I'll try............!

Saying so with a sharp glance, Ashley paid the shopkeeper.

The man said, "Maido!" and receive the money.

"All of you stay away from the lady. If there's a problem measuring the magic props, don't do it."

As they say, me and Feelia take a couple of steps from Ashley.

"Who hasn't succeeded one before, have they? You're the one who can do this?

"I don't know if I can or can't. Do it! Look over there!

Ashley's fingertips were stuffed with deformed molds.

Seeing that, I'm good at why Ashley is taking a leap.

Holy crap...... that stuffed animal, bright red colour...!

"That girl is waiting for me!

"Oh well…………."

A focus on red, which can no longer be considered paranoid.

"By the way, this is the only amount of magic you can use, so be careful. One chance per person."

A man uses lightning magic on hand.

It's a patchy, feeble light of shine. I can barely feel the magic, either.

I see, it is also convincing that no one can take the prize.

"It doesn't matter, I'm on my way...... Huh!

Ashley unfolds fire magic on hand.

It's a powerful fireball that I can't imagine being made with the same magic.

"Hiu! Do it, lady"

Regardless of such a man's stomach, Ashley flied a fireball over a stuffed buckwheat.

It is a medium momentum.

When Phyllia sees such a fireball, she pounds.

"Um, if I hit that, I'll burn a stuffed animal..."

"!?

Ashley rushes to extinguish the fireball.

And I held my head.

"Oh, I failed! You should have used something other than fire magic!

Now………….

"I'm sorry to hear that, miss. Try again next year."

"Kuh............! This Ashley is a lifetime of unconsciousness!

To the winning shopkeeper, Ashley will regret it.

Phyllia pounded the teary-eyed Ashley.

"It's still early to give up. I'll try instead."

"Sister Firia............!

"Is that your lady next? All right, get ready!

"You can't use the wind god with that much magic, so this time it will normally be wind magic"

Phyllia wraps her arms around the gradient peach hem to her intentions.

"Well look at that. I'll prove to you that I'm a super beautiful girl elf."

On the palm of the confident Phyllia, a mass of wind magic begins to form.

It's a fairly compressed wind ball.

"I'll go!

Phyllia flies her magic on a stuffed animal.

Wind balls depicting such a perfect orbit that they could not complain clashed directly in front of the stuffed buckwheat.

"………?

But the stuffed animal fell but never fell off the shelf.

...... I see you have a bit of a slope.

Is it true that you are only a little stronger in the pushing force in front of you?

"I'm sorry to hear that! My liver's a little cold, but the result is the result."

Also a winning shopkeeper, a depressing filia.

"Sorry......"

"Yeah, I'm just glad my sister Phyllia did her best for me!

"Oh man..."

I shrug my shoulders.

"But I wanted to take it for you because Ashley wanted it..."

"I'm just so happy that I'm enjoying the festival with my sister Phyllia!

"Huh, boy"

I shrug my shoulders again.

"Ashley............!

"Sister Phyllia............!

"Thank you, I'm feeling better thanks to you!

"This is the one, after all, Sister Phyllia is the best face I've ever laughed at!

"Huh! Oh man! Oh, man! Oh, man. Huh!

I raise and lower my shoulders at high speed.

"What, Yuri, just now. Oh, man. You're so loud!

"Mr. Yuri, have you finally forgotten the human language?

"You guys, haven't you forgotten me? I'll drop that stuffed animal."

I said that looking out for a bright red mold stuffed animal.