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

The next day.

Relying on the map we were given, we came to the scholar.

When I chime, I hear doodles and rambling footsteps.

But that sound sounds mild against the mess...... this is probably a child.

Given this footstep, the dominant foot is right, the dominant hand is right, but the dominant eye is left.

When you're about me, you can tell that by footsteps.

"Thank you for waiting -.... that? Who is it?

The one who opened the door to me was, as I expected, a girl who wasn't even old enough.

He has hair like a side tail with orange hair tied with a bow.

Around the age of the border between a young girl and a young girl, is she six or seven years old? Maybe a little more upstairs, considering the atmosphere.

"I've been looking for your father, Father... erm, is your dad here?

"Daddy? I'm here! Wait a minute, I'll call you. Paper!"

The girl didn't even close the door and went back inside the house with Dotadota again.

A little bit, I'll bring a middle-aged man from the back.

"Hi. So, uh, what can I do for you?

The face of the man who says so has no hegemony whatsoever, and his mustache seems to remain stretched for a few days.

Even though I live in a solid house, it also makes me feel like I'm living that day because of my face.

"On the matter of 'request'"

"Oh, I see... Please, come in."

The man who showed me a glimpse into my words immediately seemed to have made a point and invited us into the house.

"I'm sorry, it's not like I can get you anything in particular."

"No, don't worry. This one just suddenly pushed me."

Listening to a conversation about a mild greeting, I observe a man's body.

And I made a wrinkle between my brows.

… Hyolo Hyolo. It is a poverty that comes to the top among those we have met before.

The face seems to have a minimum of fat on it, but to the body it no longer looks like it is living only on the skin, rather on the bone and skin.

Was it a mistake that I must be an intelligent muscle because I am a scholar?

I just thought that there was a muscle of my own...

"Are you sure you're the scholar? Somewhere more muscular in the shadows…………."

"? I won't …………………"

"Is that so………"

Does that really mean he's definitely a former scholar Dougo?

If I thought I could meet someone who was muscular, he was just like a fine branch of a tree.

Honestly, I can't wipe away the disappointment, but I need to listen carefully.

"Karen, would you mind going over to that room for a minute? Dad needs to talk about his work."

For some reason the girl makes her eyes shimmer to Dougo, who tries to keep her daughter away before she talks confidentiality.

"Work!? You mean research again!?

"Yeah, it's not. I'm telling you, Karen? My dad already quit his scholarship."

"... ha-ha..."

In response to Dougo's unsavory response, Karen went to the room with her shoulders dropped.

There's some awkward vibes flowing through the room.

"Oh man...... I'm sorry. Shall we begin?"

Ashley blocked me from saying that and trying to start the conversation.

"Oh, can I play with Karen? My sister Phyllia will tell me the story later, and I'm the closest I can get to it."

Dougo bows his head towards Ashley after being taken aback by the offer for a moment.

"Thank you, you're such a sweet girl. Can I definitely ask you a favor?

"I understand! Karen, your sister Ashley will play for you. Yikes!

Ashley leaves the room to chase after Karen.

He can take care of things like this unexpectedly.

Phyllia's the firmest, so I have to ask her for an explanation, and I'm probably scared unwillingly, and she's the one who's really the best fit.

When I looked beside him, I nodded silently as Phyllia smiled, "I knew Ashley was a good girl."

In the room where it was just me and Filia, and the three of us in Dougo, Dougo will be presenting an explanation of the Holy Fish.

"Whatever the characteristics of the Holy Fish, it's a magical amount that resembles its body and its body. I'm wondering if it's because of that magic that they started to see me as a Holy Fish."

With that said, Dougo rides himself out a little.

"Holy fish also have high resistance to magic. I don't know because I didn't see it in person, but probably the same goes for the Holy Fish this time. Swimming gracefully, no matter how magical you are, is a worthy creature with the crown of holiness. One reason for this is the short white hair grown on the body surface. It is believed that this reverse conversion of magic to magic is holding back damage"

The narrative was genuine and gave signs of silence, such as not allowing anyone to speak.

Powerful enough not to think of it as just a human being with skin and bones, Dougo's breathless single-altar continues.

"Although I'm not sure for you, Holy Fish is special for researchers in Water Capital. I hardly have any sightings, and I'm level lucky to see or not see them once in my life. If you can afford it, why don't you touch the holy fish hair and tell me how it feels? I can't because I can't fight...... oh, I'm sure it feels good!

And Dougo exhaled one deep breath, aware that he was half-running from what I had just said.

Every time I shake my head two or three sides, the signs of impatience become foggy.

"... sorry. You've derailed the story. When I lost my mind, my research fever and curiosity turned back..."

Dougo laughs bitterly.

And then, over the course of a few dozen minutes, he taught me the characteristics of the holy fish in detail.

"I just personally think there's a lot of room for doubt about whether the holy fish in the temple are really holy fish. Checking if it was a holy fish was done very quickly under thin lights so that no information could be leaked externally, and I think that's a good part of the likelihood of the species remaining."

Finally, adding that, Dougo finished his explanation.

"I'm tired of talking to you a lot," Dougo laughs and starts drinking balls.

I also took a sip of balls so that I could get stuck.

Yeah, you're drooling.

"Why did you quit your research?

I asked Dougo.

Even I had a breathtaking sword screen earlier. It seems very unlikely that the heat of research has disappeared.

It never occurred to me what could have caused a more enthusiastic human being to leave the study.

"…… two years ago, I lost my wife."

So the answer I was told with a repentant face was something I never expected.

"I was sick. I was immersed in research at the time. I could have stayed with him the last few months, but I still couldn't stop wanting to be with him more."

Dougo closes his eyes for a few seconds and opens them again.

"That's why I quit my scholarship. Fortunately, I have enough savings, and from now on, I've decided to just live for Karen. If you look at me like this, my wife might get angry. 'What a silly thing to say! It was a waste of time for me to be a wife. I still dream about it. And his wife's smile, and his troubled face."

Dougo's gaze, saying so, was poured into a photograph of a woman placed in the corner of the room.

"……… you loved me, about your wife"

"That's right. I'm her husband."

Dougo laughed a little lonely at Filia's words.

Karen and Ashley enter the room after a while.

Ashley looks tired, as opposed to a healthy Karen.

"Dad, what were you talking about?

"We're talking about your mom, Karen."

Asking Karen innocently, Dougo laughs and answers.

Karen opened her mouth haha wide when she heard that.

"Ah, cheats! I wanted to hear it too, but no...! Hey, Dad, do it again."

"Ahaha, sorry. Then I'll talk to you later."

"Yay!

Karen jumping with Piong Piong is year-to-year and adorable.

"We seem to be disturbed, shall we go home?"

"Right."

You can't disturb your family time any more.

We said goodbye and left Dougo's house behind.

On the way home.

Ashley groans as she looks at her palms.

"It's amazing how well your kids are. I followed, so it was full..."

"You're a kid, too."

You're thirteen years old.

"Huh!? I'm more adult than Yuri!

Reflectively out of my mouth, that objection makes me think a little.

"…… I think so."

"What's wrong, Mr. Yuri? Doesn't sound like it."

Maybe I don't know much yet.

I'm sure I don't understand how Dougo feels.

A man with so much enthusiasm for research stops researching... What the hell does it mean to love people?

Phyllia, who would have peered into my mind, said graciously to me.

"You don't have to be so seriously worried. You'll find out someday, I'm sure Yuri will. One of these days, I'll figure it out."

"Well, there's something no one knows. I can't help but worry!

I can't imagine getting a good answer where I was worried in the first place.

I'm an intelligent actionist. Then growing through various experiences will be the best shortcut in the end.

"... What, have you switched yet?

"If you think about it, think about it."

It's hard to think because I use my head.

I'm a little tired. I feel like I used a place I don't normally use.

Don't make me want to muscle tread when I'm tired.

"Surely if you make it Yuri, you should think about it. I've never seen Yuri think of anything in the first place."

"That's just too much."

I have a brain, too.

I'm using it.