Ore no Isekai Shimai ga Jichou Shinai!

In the end, Alice was in a clothing class with Amy. Sophia is in cooking class with Acorn. I was supposed to go around watching all sorts of elective classes with Liz.

For that reason, the end of the lunch break.

Me and Liz were in a corner of the classroom discussing which choice class to look around from.

"I'm choosing a class of choice, do you have any stunts or anything? You know, the subjects I want to try later."

"Stunts are..."

"... huh?

"Yeah well!?

I don't know what that means.

"Don't be ridiculous, answer me seriously"

"... I'm sorry. Uh, you can use a little protection, and then just a little spiritual witchcraft. Is everything else about courtesy? What I want to try... I'm sorry because I don't know what it might be. I'm not sure."

"Hmm..."

I see. It's surprising that spiritual magic can be used, but do you feel like a typical aristocrat? At this rate, you won't have any experience with farming, and other areas will be the same.

Uh-huh. It's easy to make you achieve results, but not only do you have to make people recognize you around you, but you have to make them achieve results in a way that gives them confidence, if you can.

You're just being praised in my place - oh, my God, Claire. I don't want to make the same mistake. But when it does, what do you choose...... dare you look around from one end?

- That's why I came to a farm managed by Mullet School. Liz was holding her knees in that corner and crying dizzily.

Three lines to explain what happened.

"Oh, hey, Liz? Are you sure you're okay with holding that much?

"It's okay. Even if it looks like this, I'm confident in my power - Yikes!?

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the ashes sowing in the fields!?

Something like that.

Not just once, by the way, but about three patterns.

I put the punctured ashes back together with spiritual witchcraft, but everyone's eyes were cold. As Acorn predicted, from the serious students, we would look like a prodigal nobleman who gets in the way with half the play.

For that reason, I apologized to everyone and came around to see how Liz was doing.

"So, how long has Liz been depressed?

Asked as she offered him a cup of tea he had received in the dining room, Liz cursorily raised her face and received the cup.

"... it's cold"

"A little bit with spiritual magic. Was Hot Better?

No, thank you.

Liz said so and sipped a cup of tea, dusting her throat.

But then I get silent again. Because I failed once, panicked, and failed to keep standing. I guess I was pretty shocked.

"... Rio is also good at spiritual witchcraft."

Why did you think we were talking about that now, but I'll swallow that word. Because I thought maybe you wanted a cut of the story.

"Liz can use spiritual witchcraft, too, right?

"Mine... I hear there's a fatal flaw in magic... and you told me the other two are geniuses..."

"Ah......"

There are three important points in spiritual magic.

To image accuracy, magic conversion speed. And magic quality.

If the image is clear, the accuracy and freedom of the event activated increases. Alice likes to do whatever she wants with spiritual witchcraft because this accuracy is way off.

Next, the magic conversion speed. The faster this becomes possible to generate more magic and use powerful sorcery in a short amount of time.

And last but not least. Magic quality. This is finally, conversion efficiency. If the quality is high, greater power can be used, even with the same amount of magic.

A fatal flaw in magic would mean that the last one says no.

If you're going to analogize, I'm going to raise the hand dish, Mr. Spirit, and I'm going to ask you to do me a favor, and I'm going to make a dish that looks very tasty, and the taste is murder level - or something like that.

At least if the other way around. For example, it takes time to make it and it looks like it, but I could have followed it if I could cook good food.

"By the way, doesn't it activate at all?

"No, that... seems to convert power into duration, and it activates for once, as if it's useless..."

"Hom..."

I'm talking about even Alice saying a dozen seconds or something, and I know that even if it lasts a few minutes, it's useless. But it's a mystery to say that the power goes down and the duration extends.

You can't just leave Liz cooking, can you? or something like that, do you have a manly spirit who turns bright blue but takes the time to eat......?

No, rather, it's a bad hand cooking or something! Or so I say, there's a weird spirit...

"... I never knew I was so clumsy."

The story flew - but maybe, earlier, it was forward swing. I guess this is what I've been wanting to talk about since the beginning, to keep up with Liz.

"Until now... you didn't fail or something?

All those dodgy daughters, you usually notice it sooner - I asked Oblate twitching around the nuances saying.

"Your maid used to do everything around me. So I never thought I was clumsy. I thought I could do it if I didn't do it."

... Oh, you were exactly the boxed girl.

"Then you actually tried and found out you were clumsy, didn't you?

"... from Rio's eyes, I knew I was clumsy."

I don't answer that question, I turn my gaze to the students who work in the fields silently. Honestly, I can't say I'm not clumsy in flattery. At the very least, my utmost concern is not to answer.

"... I knew you were clumsy, Gusu"

Oh, you've made me unnecessarily depressed - you can't help it! Because I'm clumsy, no matter how I look at it, to see how it goes today.

If it's for the other guy, I'll throw up, but I know it'll make you sad later. I won't lie.

"Liz is certainly a motor tone deaf. If it's just a possibility that your fingertips are clever - so far, there's more, but that's not going to be much to expect either. Liz is a daughter-in-law.

"... Doji Daughter. Exercise tone deafness. Possibilities are still…"

"Yeah, don't be depressed. It's true, give up and accept."

I grab Liz's shoulders and peek into her mysterious purple eyes.

"Li, Rio, your face, your face is close..."

Liz, who's in my custody, tries to get away from me. But I'm not kidding or dictating. I'm not letting Liz get away with this because I'm serious.

Eventually, as Squirrel gave up, only the blushing face was distracted from me.

"... Mr. Rio, are you aware you're saying terrible things?

"Of course I do. But it's true, so you can't help it, can you? Or should I be comforted that it's okay and I can't get results for long?

"I don't... like that. But if you're so clumsy, the results are the same."

"Does that mean giving up? If Liz says she'll give up, I'll comfort you gently. But if not, I can't be nice."

"Are you still saying there's something I can do?

"I don't know, so you look. At least there's one other subject we can try."

If you're willing, you'll find something for Liz.... No, you just have to keep looking until you find it.

"... will Mr. Rio still help me?

"If Liz won't give up."

I ask with my gaze what to do. Liz was wandering her gaze a little, but eventually she looked straight at me and nodded.

"I will not give up. So please, lead me."

"Oh, I got it. I'm gonna hang out with you until I can get my chest up properly to the people in the house!

From that day on, Liz and I started taking a variety of elective classes on a daily basis.