Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

"Oh, I almost forgot..."

When Darya managed to get up, she put the box she had placed on the table between the walls.

Tobias opens his eyes when he puts out the Apocalypse that is inside. He still remembered.

"This came out of my father's study. Because it's like your magic book..."

"No, the master said he would make it for both of us. When I saw it before, I left it open and it didn't say anything yet..."

I'm relieved that the Book of Magic is for both of us.

He cared more about what his father left behind than he thought.

"I have my Red Blood grant, but you just have to open it here and not close the Demon Seal Plate with a hammer. I'll take care of you, but use it that way."

"I use it... Tobias doesn't need a magic book?

"It's not what I'm supposed to receive - Chairman Zola, I'm sorry, but can I borrow one of your demon seals?

"Fine."

Osvaldo hands it to Tobias when he brings a silver demon seal from the shelf.

"Darya, Mr. Orlando, don't you need time to talk to the two of us alone, including about that book of magic? If you miss now, you probably won't have a chance to talk."

"I don't care if you two talk..."

"Um, I'm just going to give you this..."

To the two of us at last, Osvaldo turned a terribly gentle eye.

"When I was younger, there were mountains of things I regretted not telling anyone I was breaking up with. I don't want you to step on the same. What you want to say, be clear. I'll be looking at the paperwork for the next twenty minutes or so."

When Osvaldo put the bug proof magic guide on the table, he didn't wait for the two of them to reply and went to the back of the room.

When Daria and Tobias look at each other, they turn to the Book of Magic, bewildered.

"In the meantime, let's check this out. It may not say anything yet."

"Right."

When Tobias put his hand on it and opened the cover, the bi-fold white paper appeared flickering.

When he takes it, he moves his gaze several times. Immediately his eyes moistened red and his chewed lips grew white.

"... Tobias, that, your father's letter?

"... oh"

"Can't you let me read it too?

"To me, I... I think you should stop watching"

"It doesn't have to be addressed to me. I think this is my father's last letter, please..."

To Darya's plea, Tobias managed to give me the paper, even as he was lost.

The white note was spelled with a slightly left twisted letter, which at first glance could be seen to belong to my father Carlo.

"To Tobias.

Something must have happened to me that you're reading this.

I've been feeling a little old lately, so I want you to think I have no choice.

I wrote the least in this book.

Where you don't know, you should ask Dr. Leena Lauren.

And once at the Zola Chamber of Commerce Osvaldo, grab a scorpio (Scorpio) and go say hello.

We both have arms to serve, that should work out.

Moonlined, but Dahlia, please.

Stand as far in front as you can and protect him.

Talk to Ireneo and try not to be too conspicuous.

I'm the father of worry. Mandarin, thank you.

Tobias, don't force yourself to break your body.

So much for hiding and working in the middle of the night, and studying.

Even if you don't, you'll be a good magician.

I don't think it's a letter to look at, but for once, should I stick to it?

To sons and daughters, please, be happy.

Carlo Rossetti

Stretch: figure painting does it all as a legacy to my son. Tell him I'll clean it up. Hide whatever you want.

"Father..."

I had a chest in my nostalgic handwriting. I mean, I almost spilled tears in my thoughts about myself.

But the last sentence hit me all at once.

Give me back my emotion, and at least don't write on the stretch, if you're a simmer, then simmer there.

Isn't it a lot that the last part of the will is this?

If my father is here, I want to grab both shoulders, loosen my mind, and then preach to the chisel.

In the meantime, let's definitely complain the next time we go to the grave - that's what Darya swore.

"I was a little impressed, but you ruined it all at the end... it's absolutely crazy, Dad"

"... the master... thinks a lot... but why are you painting here?

Tobias is confused as much as he wants as he brings tears to his eyes. Apparently, he didn't know about the figure painting.

"Dad, I hid the book of magic in a pile of paintings. So I couldn't really clean it, and I stayed that way for a year."

"What mountain of figure paintings... why did the master do that?

"Dad thought I was going to ask Tobias to clean up the picture."

It was Wolf, not Tobias, who asked for it. I've caused him a lot of trouble.

And I realize.

The letter says' figure painting does it all as a legacy to my son ', so shouldn't I give it all to Tobias?

"Um, I put all my figure paintings in a garbage bag, because I left them in the storage, and I haven't thrown them away yet"

"No, because I don't want it"

"I have about two in a big bag of hemp..."

"No, because I really don't want it. Two in a big bag... If it's colored, I think it would be worth a lot if I put it in an old bookstore."

"Really?

"Probably..."

We talked about being half teary-eyed at each other, but it didn't matter.

There are no words for each other to try to follow, sighing almost simultaneously.

"Why, Tobias wanted to keep me plain, okay. Ever since you got engaged, your father's been telling you something similar to this, hasn't he?

Reading back one sentence of the letter, Darya laughs bitterly.

'Stand as far in front as you can and protect him.' What an overprotective fatherly worry.

"That's because... my master couldn't teach Darya to be in touch or do business... so that I could stand in front of Darya..."

Tobias did not deny it.

I know it's clear that I'm grinding over whether to tell Darya or not.

I was so close to this man that I could see it. Although it is already in its past form.

"Even more so now, I'm really sorry. It's all my fault."

"Don't put it together there by yourself. I just want you to be honest...... me, what was I missing?

A little, but I've cared.

What was wrong with my Tobias to help him as his wife?

I wanted to ask you clearly once if you could look, personality, or act.

"There was nothing missing from you...... Darya was just jealous and stupid because she was a better magician than I could be"

"How could you be jealous? Tobias doesn't have a better arm."

"I'm an arm for inspection and repair at best. You've always been jealous because your ideas and prototypes are amazing. So, as my wife, you could listen to me, or I was trying you. I know now that it sucked."

The unconscious and spilled voice resembles penance. Tobias, once exhaled, asks himself.

"Darya has something to say to me, doesn't she?

At this point, let me not hesitate to say it.

Didn't Osvaldo say that too? 'Whatever you want to say, say it clearly'.

"Right. I was quite shocked the day before we got married to bring her into my new home and to be told I wanted to live there and to give her my engagement bracelet back and the ruby I gave her."

"Sorry... I only saw Emilia and I just wondered what was going on... and then I ordered minerals to make it a piercing platform. If you ask your customers to connect with that ruby, it's a chunk of red gold, and you're past your budget..."

"Red gold is more expensive than Mithril..."

Red gold is a good metallic material that can contain strong grant magic.

However, the region is quite rare in the volcanic zone and quite expensive.

I asked you to be good at it, but I guess I couldn't say no for it.

At the time, I had few hands and could only tell you to return the engagement bracelet.

But it is precious metal red gold (Kokin).

It is difficult as a material, but it seems interesting.

Perhaps it can be used as an ingredient for the Devil's Sword.

Even if it can't be used as a material for the Devil's Sword, it looks like it can be processed into piercing tables, bracelets, and rings.

"Do you still have that red gold?

"It stays in the box it arrives in. Because the colors don't match, I don't plan on using them as a piercing table. It's a little subtle to let go."

I guess the current sales are lower than the purchase value.

I was convinced when I asked about the size and value of the purchase. More than twenty-five gold coins would certainly be difficult to let go of.

"Would you sell me that red gold (Kokin) for the purchase price? Because I want to use it as a material."

"I don't mind. If you care about me, don't."

"I'm simply a material. If you care about that, Tobias should send it to your wife. I don't want to use my engagement bracelet."

Many times I thought the truth had spilled.

The use of engagement bracelets, that is rude to me and Emilia.

Clearly, it's impossible. There is too little delicacy.

"No, Emilia needs to care..."

"There's no way you don't care! I don't like it either, I can't believe someone's wearing the engagement bracelet I wore once. I'm selling my engagement bracelet to a stone shop, so if you add up the red gold, you can buy it again."

"... ok, I'll talk to you"

Pressed by Darya's temper, Tobias honestly nodded.

At the end of the flow, ask further.

"Well, how long have you been dating your wife?

"... the day before that day"

"The day before you broke your engagement? So suddenly?

"He said he wanted to see his new home, where he confessed, and the..."

It seemed like a rapidly unfolding romance like Romeo and Juliet.

It's a story I don't have any connection to in my previous life or in this world - but Tobias reluctantly asked me when I was having a grumpy laugh.

"Dariya, with her... Master Scalfalot"

"The first time I saw her was two days after her engagement was broken. I happened to see Tobias again the day I met him at the boulevard store. That's the second time. You just took care of me on that spot. Oh, you just did."

Return the note to the fold and return to Tobias.

Now that I have read this letter, there is one more thing I would like to confirm.

"It must have been Dad's hope that the waterproof cloth was via the Orlando Chamber of Commerce, too, right?

"After that, I heard it was"

"'Stand in front of Dahlia'... didn't Tobias think the same way in the name of a small demon-led stove?

I never knew.

Why did Tobias, his brother and brother, make Darya's small magic guide stove in his own name?

Stand forward, protect him - it seemed like that wasn't the result of my father's twisting.

"You should have told me my father's wishes when it came to the small magic stove. That way, I could have figured out a few other ways, explained to the guild, and the Chamber of Commerce didn't get this far..."

"There's no way I can tell you. I couldn't protect him when he told me to protect my daughter, I was obsessed with Emilia and I couldn't see anything, and I seriously forgot about the name of the stove. Before that, I didn't even talk to you. Besides, I'm the one who decided to do it, so it's my job."

"So Tobias may be willing to go through, but what about the Chamber of Commerce? You're annoying everyone."

The inclination of the Orlando Chamber of Commerce and some circumstances were heard today by Ivano.

Ivano and Wolfe told me that Darya wasn't something to worry about, but still, I'm sorry.

"I was there today with Emilia in an apology to the Chamber of Commerce. I apologize to the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce and the men in charge, the guarantors, and you're here."

"It was..."

"As a result, our chamber of commerce is being helped by the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, not crushed. And then I have to give back what I did - Darya, is there anything else you want to say? I'm not complaining about getting beat up."

I smiled bitterly at Tobias, mysteriously.

"Dad and Tobias are terrible, aren't they? Protecting me means my father will die quickly and Tobias will go to another woman (one). Because I'm really on my own."

"... sorry"

"But if we're both gone, if we're not protected, I'm decent, right? I have friends, I have company, I have a job."

"... I'm rather glad I'm gone from next door to you"

I looked away from him, saying masochistically, and lay down softly.

I'll probably get a similar look from now on.

"... me, I did everything Tobias told me to do to make it convenient. I was just trying to be a useful wife. If it helps, I don't think I can throw it away."

"I can't throw it away..."

"I didn't want to be dumped. I didn't have to fall in love, so I wanted to be next door the whole time and not be alone when I died... but I'm sure that was a mistake"

If I recall, Tobias, too, would have listened in the beginning.

"What do you think? What do you want to do '.

It was Darya herself who kept leaving it to Tobias's choices.

"That must have been disgusting, right? Me, I've been nagging, entrusted, like a puppet without will"

"That didn't happen. I was being helped... and now I thank you."

"I'd like to thank you, too, for being protected before I realized it."

Lucia told me she was worried about herself.

He also handled complaints from customers by himself, working alone and having a Chamber of Commerce before realizing it.

And I understood it in my father's letter.

It wasn't the jealousy of love, but it was probably true that he worried and protected me like a family. I can't laugh at how young I am that I didn't notice at all.

My father, Tobias, and myself, had gone the wrong way, but each worked hard.

"The truth is, I wanted to have a relationship like walking next to Tobias, not behind me. Although it was sloppy and I couldn't tell you."

"... Isn't that next to me?

"Huh?"

Tobias's gaze deflected once and returned immediately.

"I wish we were just brothers and sisters disciples to each other. Dad must have misread it."

"Perhaps..."

"That's enough. Forgive it all, don't apologize again, Tobias."

Brothers solidify in their own words and bow their heads just a little.

"Thanks...... tell me if you need anything from work again. We'll work together as best we can."

"Yeah, then, please. Even me, because I talk to Ivano and Gabriella about my father's hopes. Tell Mr. Ireneo."

I finished talking that far, and when I looked at the table next door, there was a waterproof cloth on which I had just practiced.

The second one with a clean grant.

"Regrettably, I knew planarization wouldn't take any more magic..."

"I've never heard the word 'regret' from you before."

"I've been thinking about it a lot. I was jealous of the magic that could be flattened. When granting a waterproof cloth all at once, it will change from blue to glow rainbow. That moment was like a rainy sky. I liked it."

Rainbow magic with blue.

It's always clean and tidy and taken.

"I was flattered by Darya's long magic and ideas."

"I've never heard Tobias say that before today, too"

"I didn't want to tell you... when it comes to magic, you've gone up the good side. At first it was unstable and unclear, but for a moment, the rainbow was bright and denser than before"

"I'd be happy to. Because I'm used to seeing my magic, and I don't know much about the difference."

Unexpectedly, Dalya understood when they realized they were talking like they were pre-engaged.

Oh, it's over.

The bitterness that was within disappeared, until the regret that remained as thin as a thread, all cut off.

No more brothers and sisters disciples, the patterns we learned from the same master, the magicians, each other, other than that, we don't have them.

I heard Osvaldo's mild cough. I guess it's about time.

We gazed at each other and nodded slightly.

"I knew Tobias would have this magic book. Your Red Blood settings."

"... ok. Accept as likely. I'll write it down and make another book, so can I just give it back to you?

"Yeah, please. Because there are so many things I don't seem to remember."

I looked for words that would separate me, but nothing came up.

I just remembered something.

"It's a funny story, we've never said 'goodbye' since we met. I've been with you all my life at work, and I never told you when I broke my engagement."

"Speaking of which, right..."

Think of it, ever since I met Tobias in the green tower, I just never said 'goodbye'.

I didn't need to tell you because I'll see you at work the next day or at the end of the day off.

See you tomorrow, again next time, after the holidays - we don't have time ahead of us to connect that way anymore.

"... say it first from your brother?

"No, you'd better tell me."

Although we got engaged, we weren't really in love with each other or anything.

It's just that my father's ex, a brother and sister apprentice of the Magic Instructor, as a work companion, spent time together.

Still, the parting words only hurt my chest a little.

"... Goodbye, Tobias"

"... Goodbye, Darya"

After just a word of goodbye, we managed to laugh at each other.