Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

- But that's awesome.

In a completely lost garden, I look around with my head in my arms and I think so.

Either way, I can only see the rose hedge, and the road I've come by, and the branch I'm going to take.

I also feel like what the hell did you build a demon prop to create something like this for...... but when you say it is wild or when you say it is demon prop it is basically like that.

Rather, what is made with purpose is more out of its essence.

Of course, it is now said that being a magician is a craftsman and inventor of convenience, but in the early days it was seen as a frigid and wasteful con artist or something.

In the first place, it is said that history began with people beginning to mimic the strange tools that they produce from the labyrinth, but the fact that many of its originals are truly strange tools, confirms that its history is true.

There are few magic items that are just blurry and glowing, or that just keep making a tall laugh when you touch them.

Still, it is quite useful for using it as an ingredient when making other demonic props, such as disassembling it, so it takes it away at a high price, but it is a story that I know very well that is what demonic props are.

Given that, the demonic props that are creating this maze of roses just have a solid use, and it would make sense.

Nevertheless, this garden is quite large.

When you maintain this vast maze and become a magic tool that can only be altered again, you should also use considerable magic, but is there a problem around it?

Well, if you have the financial resources to spend money like hot water, you just need to buy a demon stone at that point, so maybe you don't need to worry about it.

... I've been thinking a lot about the magic props that would be shaping this garden to escape reality because I'm too confused about which one is which, but it doesn't change anything.

I'm really lost.

I can't help it...... what shall I do?

When I think about it, suddenly, I get surprised because I'm out in the open place.

"... is this...?

There, in a place surrounded by hedges, if that's all it is, it's the same aisle you've been walking in, but the difference would be the brightness and the fact that you can see the rose flowers blooming quite a bit in the hedge.

It's not that there weren't any roses blooming on the road I've been on, but it was a pompous one, and the placement remained natural, and the color scheme was something that I didn't particularly choose to do.

But not here.

Quite a lot of roses are blooming. Besides, I can see the hedge itself is well maintained, and besides, its center is out of place...... no, it rather fits... with a luxurious table made mainly of seashell decorations and a tea set made from a white magnetic base, and a single figure sat on the chair beside the table, gracefully holding that tall teacup in his hand, carrying it in his mouth and drinking it with a loose way of tea.

When he noticed me, he looked back and asked.

"... will you give up?

I think so.

He came out feeling that I was completely lost, that he was on the Latour side.

The person looked like a short, twelve- or three-year-old girl with an atmosphere of realism somewhere.

The eyes seem to be fluttering and staring far away, and what you are wearing is a black dress with a lot of frills that seems difficult to walk through.

Her skin is white and her eyes are blue.

I feel an unhealthy atmosphere somewhere... but it feels like it breeds a decadent, indescribably aristocratic air.

I answer her like that.

"... no, I'm already scrubbing, I'm trying to hang in there... no?

Then the girl smiles.

In doing so, the youthfulness was emphasized more than when he was faceless and seemed to have a year-to-year atmosphere.

It's my subjectivity, but I don't think it's better this way than faceless.

Well, I don't care.

"Then head over there. The maze (maize) continues. If you want to take a break, how about tea with me? We also offer you some tea contracts"

I sat down in my chair while I excused myself that I wasn't in a hurry, well, to say all the things I could.

"... let's have it"

"Yes, then..."

I thought I'd make myself a cup of tea, and when I tried to reach for the pot, the girl would take it first and brew it.

I pour water into the pot, but it is the magic props that are creating that water, and I also feel magic in the pot itself.

I don't feel anything in particular for the teacup...... it seems true that this Latour family has a hobby for demon prop collection.

These tea-related magic items are in high demand and cannot be found in the auction, so even if they are auctioned out, they can be bought quickly, and the price is often a little too high to think about.

It has many collectors and is one of the most competitive genres of demonic props.

Of course, many of them are aristocrats who take part in that competition, but those who like it are also civilians.

Many people think that with some money, you can't get as much as one.

This is how you have such a genre of magic props and use them unwrought... still tough if you don't have considerable financial resources.

"Here you go. This pot is a passing tool for you to realize that once it's a tea leaf you put in, the next time you pour magic even if you don't need it, that tea leaf will be recreated."

... When it comes to such an incredible pot, you wouldn't say it's highly competitive, etc., I thought.

Auctions are occasional for me to go cold too, but when it comes to the effect of the occasional pot for tea, it's to that extent that the water I put in doesn't cool down or the fine tea leaves don't come out of my brewed mouth.

And then, you think it's more durable?

Yet this...

How much do you want?

Even the teacup in my hand trembles.

This doesn't seem like a magic prop, but the pattern and texture are the same as the pot's.

Roses and a delicate depiction of Tsubaki is exactly what it is for when you drink tea here.

I guess this means I let the artisans build it to fit the pot.

Only some highly skilled craftsmen know how to make porcelain and elevate it to this level.

What you're trying to say is definitely expensive, even if it's not a demon prop.

On a level I can't pay for if I break it.

You noticed the gaze of seeing my teacup like that, the girl in front of you laughed all the time,

"It's okay to break it. Of course, I have trouble getting slapped to the ground thoughtfully, but I wouldn't even be particularly angry if it weren't deliberate. Relax and relax."

That's what I said.

The tone of such a girl and her eyes contained no lies whatsoever, and, oh, this is what it's like not to fight rich people, and that's what I thought from the heart when poverty was stained.