Manowa

Droia Mountains west of Amoria, the demonic power. Achid Nice, the neighboring nobleman who controls its foot unity, had come to the king's capital, Coda, for a certain purpose.

Today is the date of the Amorian Specialty, Magic Fixture Auction. Acido was heartily relieved that the stay was extended due to a week's delay from the original date, but still did not result in a cancellation.

(Look at that, Grandma. I'm sure I'll try to get that magic fixture)

Yes, Acid swears by his grandmother.

Achid's beloved grandmother, who would still be at home, is now old, and there has been less getting out of the mansion here lately. Also, the harder it was to travel to the onsen district of Tuvara, which I had visited so many times, my grandmother was no longer physically fit.

Acid made up his mind when he saw his grandmother crushing lonely as she looked out the window, "I don't want to go to the hot spring." I want to let my grandmother in the hot spring again. I want to get your smile back again......

And Achid knew that magic equipment capable of fulfilling that wish would be put up for auction, and thus he went out of his way to the king's capital.

"Phew, don't be nervous"

When Acido reached the auction venue, many celebrities had already gathered on the spot. Acid enters into it, feeling out of place.

"Dear Acido, don't be too keen. Even with the countrymen, the name of the Nice family is scratched."

"I know, Grandpa. More than that, it would be this way. Totally, wastefully extravagant."

As the Acids entered the venue, its interior seemed quite elaborate.

I wouldn't even call it a gold hobby, but that seemed a little too much for Acido, who has lived a less decorative life.

"That's all we deal with. I guess you need to be concerned in every way. Oh, is that it? Dear Acid, they say it's in there."

When I heard the grandfather's words, Acid also said, "Are we finally there?" Then Acid, who broke up with the conductor at the entrance to the room, continues straight to his seat,

"Oops."

On the way Acid bumped into someone who had taken a sidewalk.

"Well, I'm sorry..."

And Acid, who turned to the person, took a breath.

'No. Never mind.'

It was a small figure wearing a strangely horrible mask and a coat of platinum (platinum) coloured fur.

"Kaza...... Dear Kazane Summer. This way. Because it's already dangerous if you're choking. Excuse me."

"No. Here... is it?

And the other one. There was a man with a masked figure, and Acid, who saw him, turned his eyes round.

Master Misari of court magic.

Achid looked at the person with dismay.

What was there was a mass in this country, in the substantial number three of the demonic powers, a presence that binds the magicians of the country into a senior nobleman entrusted with guardian attire.

Acid had also been seen at several ceremonies, but it was a figure on the clouds for rural nobles.

"Dear Acid,"

"Ugh, yeah. My seat was there."

Achid his agitation, Achid so crushed he headed to his seat again.

And from the seats I reached, I saw the auction stage well.

In fact, the Nice family has a mine, whose influence over the centre is not great, but whose finances are rich and their position in the country is not low.

Acido's seat was considerable because he also paid a large fee for his participation in today's Magic Fixture Auction… but he also sat in a seat just outside of it with a masked figure called Casane Summer and a Massari.

(Why are you in this seat?

Acid looks even more surprised and looks at you both.

Given the status of the original Missari, he should also be in the upper bip seat than here, but apparently the Missari was sitting in the seat of this room, being the escort of Casane Summer.

Again, Masari was more obsessed with paying attention to something cordially than talking to someone who was called Kazane Summer... and didn't even seem to realize what Acid was looking at.

Nevertheless, Acido doesn't mean he knows Masari, nor is it a pattern between greeting him because his seat is close.

Besides, Acido was more concerned with the Kazane Summer beside him than Masali, who knows what kind of person he is.

(Who is it? Who's that masked person?

The shaping of the mask on which the Czarne Summer is wearing is strangely scary and appears to be somewhat heavily intimidating. At least from Acid's observations, it only looked like a curse gear.

The coat of platinum (platinum) coloured fur worn around him was stunning as Acido had never seen it, and from inside the coat, he also gave a peek at more than first-class decorations, such as rainbow shining rings and necklaces.

(It's called what you're wearing, it's called the wrapping air, and it seems like a pretty good person... who can't be on the surface more than wearing a mask... you mean? Sounds better not to get involved)

Yes, Acid thought about it, and then honestly decided to sit down and concentrate on the auction. According to the schedule, we're still ahead of us to get the magic equipment Acid is after. Until then, I was going to enjoy watching the rare items that go to auction.

'Oh, that. Oh, that's nice. Magic conductive carbonated water maker. You have such wonderful things.'

"Oh, pump out an extremely glorious hand (Hands of Glory Over). It's not worth it."

'Cause that thing is disgusting. I just want to let go.'

While doing so, the neighbor, Katharne Summer, took out one monkey's hand after another when he was concerned about something, and exchanged it for an auction item.

Pre-apply for auctions and exchange items recognized for financial value. Those methods exist in this magic auction. It was one of a kind of show for collectors.

"Grandpa. Is that something worth it?

Behind Acid, who asks looking at his monkey-like hands to be taken to the stage, his grandfather was shaking with his bloody eyes.

"Wow, don't you see, Master Acido? Those are extremely glorious hands (Hands of Glory Over). It's a kind of admiration for a magician, one of the finest pieces of equipment."

"You know Grandpa well."

"I used to be a magician, too."

"It's my first ear."

The auction goes on while we interact like that. And Cazanne Summer released one glorious hand after another (Hands of Glory Over). What I was getting looked subtly lifelike, but whatever it was, Katharine Summer was generous and pounded out the monkey's hand.

And then the sole Acid was after was finally arranged on stage.

"The product that goes on is a hot spring bead. It's also a sulfur hot spring bead. It's a magical crystal that warms your body and provides the best water."

This just makes Acid stand up.

And at the same time, several men, or women, stood, and the competition began. Every time I utter a word of money, another speaks up.

In his recompense Acid raised his hand and told him his sum, looking at those around him. That's 1.5 times the amount specified by the person you spoke to before that.

And my voice stops. Both Acido and Hot Springs Pearl markets were examined beforehand. The amount is jumping to nearly double that market now. But Acid doesn't hesitate.

I wasn't going to thread gold all day to get my beloved grandmother's smile back.

'Whoa, is that settled? Is there anything else?

When Acid looked around, all those who had been competing until earlier had taken their seats. No longer could they pay so much for the hot spring beads. And Acid won...... and that's when I thought.

Tiger of Nine, I'll give you a tail whip.

If you noticed, Casane Summer stood. And his hand was gripped with a whip with nine strings releasing all the magic of Mr. Overflow. Look at that. Acid shivers his spine in a zook way.

At the same time, the venue waxed when the amount of the whip was told. Different digits. There was no longer a place for Acid to stand there.

"Kuh."

Acid sat in his seat making a rattling noise.

"Ah, Dear Acid"

"Nothing... don't say"

While doing so, Czarne Summer was additionally saying 'Come along now', but also putting out monkey hands together again. Masari says, "Kazane-sama... it's too much," but naturally no one wants to stick with that kazane-samer.

And the hot spring beads were naturally in the hands of Katzane Summer. Acid could only look at it with a vain eye.

"But if I'd let it out, I'd have gotten it right away."

"Hehe, I was soaking in joy watching the fools flock to my hot spring beads. You didn't have to root for this."

"Please don't put that in your mouth"

(Fool...... rooting......)

Acido clenched his fist. There is no such thing. The result was decided from the beginning. And more than the former, Czarne Summer also had the financial means to get it on her own. There was no way for Acid to purchase hot spring beads.

"Dear Acid, Grandpa regrets it. That hot spring bead is for Sasha."

My grandfather was crying. Acid's grandmother is an old acquaintance to his grandfather. That relationship is more than twice as old as Acid. I couldn't be sorry.

Bring back my grandmother's smile. It was also my grandfather who was most pleased with the matter. But it was wrecked miserably.

"Don't say it. Please..."

Acid closed his eyes and looked up.

The laughter of Cazanne Summer gradually drifts away. Apparently I got what I wanted and no longer needed it for this place.

Monkey Handless Cazanne Summer. Words like that were whispered by no one in the venue, but that's a story that has nothing to do with Acid. Now Acid just regretted it.

"Excuse me, ma'am..."

And a muscle of tears spilled out of Acid's eyes. It's a mixed tear of remorse and sadness. Hope no longer comes true. If so, Acid tries to stand up in disillusionment that there's no point in being here.

"Sa. From here, it's the arrival of an item that jumps in. Let's start with the same hot spring beads we had earlier. '

"I bought it!

Achid raised his hand vigorously.