Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

"Al? Please wake up. So I went to bed early yesterday."

The early morning of Ars began with a gentle voice awakening with weak sunshine and twitching. Then the bed sinks beside me.

"I won't let you," he said when he was dazzled and covered over his eyes with his arms, his delightful voice and accompanied by his arms grabbed and his dim vision brightened at once.

Slowly opening the heavy eyelid, the girl was peeking in with her brilliant hair dripping in the light of the sun in her dazzling vision. The mouth also looks slightly arcuated.

"Good morning, Al"

Bright morning.

A long awaited morning for Loki.

It was only a few days ago that Ars and Loki returned to this college as feather breaks on long and steep journeys.

The weather this morning is undoubtedly authentic, and I guess that godliness still doesn't care about things on earth or anything else. I was letting the sun shine so much that it seemed so unchanged.

Loki beat me up three times.

Rarely did he wake up at last. Ars was checking the weather conditions for the day first in order to get drowsy.

Today's plans are surprisingly filled with just one item, and that is a stiff covenant under the name of a "promise" that is difficult to differ from.

I mean, today was the day I bought it out with Loki and promised to go out - just the two of us who couldn't turn in any extras.

Regardless, there is no will to cancel the promise to Ars.

Because since this morning, a slightly tense silver-haired girl is standing in the kitchen with her nose crossed. I guess one of the things she's doing well includes being on a weekday.

I mean, it's time for students to study.

From the fact that he was a diligent (...) student who went through it repeatedly every day until a short while ago, it is also comforting that only Loki and Ars are off.

It was Ars doing some research last night, but Loki was pushing me in case I hadn't forgotten my plans for the next day or repeatedly. I guess that's all I'm looking forward to for her. The more I tried Loki, the more the joy surfaces, so naturally Ars's sleeping - he was in the midst of deliberately stretching his back and putting life into physical saving, even lying, in excellent shape.

That's how he's forced to say it, and Ars bashes his body and brain up in the sun.

"Looks like you're doing well today"

I opened my mouth white, but I was so tired that I slept three times and woke up repeatedly. But I can't say that either - a promise is a promise.

I'm not resenting you, but it's the day you promised to buy out the numerous daily necessities and Loki favorite tea sets buried in the empty lab, even across the seasons.

Exchange your morning greetings with Loki, who is in a good mood, and get up to speed to regain the time he would have fallen asleep. I came out for breakfast. It was just a quick snack. Obviously it doesn't match the number of cooked dishes.

Of course, it's not that Loki is mean.

It would be obvious if she put up a few toenails and saw what she was busily preparing in the kitchen somehow.

"Yes, done"

Loki has also been in genuine excellent condition since morning. With a soft grin, a larger basket slips on the table.

"You're in the mood."

"Naturally. Because I haven't been able to slow down in a long time. Nice to meet you today."

Loki lowered her head gently as she removed the apron.

Fresh shirt you don't normally see under the apron so you can naturally go out. Loki weaved a thin sweater from above.

Ready, it's time to go out and look at Loki's feet. They're taller than usual.

See some grown-up loki on the high heels.

Fasten with a simple decorative clasp by wrapping a string stretched from the shoe around the ankle. You weren't used to wearing it, or you were a little restless and hassle-free.

Loki leans on Ars after losing her guiding position.

"I can't help it. Get your legs out."

Placing his hand on the shoulder of the crouched Ars, Loki stretches out one leg, "Please," looking even more restless.

Wrap it around your ankle just like your left foot and insert the fastener at the end.

"Good, done"

"Thank you"

Shamed, Loki touched the clasp wrapped around her ankle and smiled lightly at Ars as she stretched her hips.

A fairly clear sky to go out. There is nothing wrong with having a little chills from Ars and Loki. The familiar sun deception is something that feels warm in the early morning.

Leaving the research building, with the students working in the study on their asses, the two descend through the transfer gate, Circle Port, to the middle-level civil district.

Whether the morning market has come to a halt or somewhere I feel something like quiet after the festival. It was as if time was slowly enveloping people. Whether everyone has survived a busy time or the city begins to carve out a leisurely time as if to step on a day called today.

The middle class, commonly known as the Citizen's Town, is the place with the highest population ratio, with many shops concentrated in urban areas. Unlike the [Phoneswa] and Alpha industrial cities [Fallen] in Lusarca even though it is a civic town, this is a place where magicians specialize in few things, mainly daily necessities such as groceries and groceries.

Even in that sense, there are relatively few encounters with magicians and people who think that Ars and Loki walk along the flow of people. Instead, some places were like a blockade, where people serving in policing, such as militias and security forces, could be seen.

Among other things, he would have received requests from private soldiers and associations by nobles. The figure of the magician came to several attention after just a short walk.

A sign of vigilance that comes to my attention every time I walk down the main street. Ars tilts his consciousness to explore his gaze in the cheerful air.

All this is like a stained habit.

"Al... nothing can happen on a day like this."

Loki looks up in a grinning mood.

"Oh, right. Sorry."

Als trying to scratch the back of his head with a bumpy face.

I'm here to shop because of it, but I'm too careless to be silent in addition to being heartless. You must have done something wild, conscious, but it bothers me a lot.

"Though......" Suddenly Ars gently drew Loki's arm. Some people come backwards, even along streams, on the strenuous boulevards that come and go.

He pulls her from Loki's side, almost bumping into the guy who suddenly shows up, and says, "Oh, this happens," Ars shifts his gaze to the basket she holds.

"It's lunch. Be careful."

"Thank you. But there's also a way to hold hands so you don't leave anyway... right?

The noisy sound scratches out Loki's fine suggestion.

but -.

――

A hand stretched out was accompanied by Loki's eyes. vague behavior of not gripping forcefully, but just giving away. But I guess Loki can't possibly not take that hand.

Gently overlap your slightly smaller hands on your palms.

Two hands, that distance is a relatively close distance, and it is also that the distance between the two could be limited. As if I can't even try to leave you.

To make sure I didn't miss it, the powerful hand that pulled me was building a small but happy space in the crowd. No matter how crowded you are, you will surely not leave, and Loki will not let go of anything.

Either way, getting lost is unlikely if you use Loki's detection, but I'm sure nobody wants anything senseless.

If this is what's going to ruin your lunch, the end of the man you've bumped into is miserable without imagining it. As for Ars, the implications of such precautions are strong.

It was also painful to say that it was an unfortunate accident from Ars, who knew Loki, who had been hanging out since last night.

The daily goods buyout was done in the morning, and if you realize it, the possession as much as the tears of the sparrows of Ars had gone without the shadow of even seeing the concept of digits. Originally, I haven't been in much of it, so it's not the amount I need anymore.

That said, I feel about as poor as I feel from the fact that I just had that much misdigit wealth.

I had my luggage packed and mailed to the research building, and Ars and Loki lowered their hips straight to the park bench. I even think I walked for a day, to be honest.

No physical fatigue, but just because you're in a crowd, you use your nerves.

How hard it is to dress up as ordinary citizens, plus Ars' face was known to the country by yesterday's incident. When a woman of her age walking forward looked back, her face was so surprised that her makeup was about to collapse.

That would also be true, who can predict such things as a single magician being in the city from day to day. However, it was fortunate that no one attempted to make contact with one strange gaze or the other in the majority.

Then there shouldn't be a lot of noise because we just took off the main street to avoid making a scene.

"Go ahead, Al."

"Thanks, you're a little tired"

Give him the juice he just bought. Loki falls back next to Ars.

Because it was around noon, it was much quieter in the park than on the boulevard with parents with children and old people who were free to roam.

Sunlight poured by the wind, which can be a little cold. It gets a lot hotter at noon. Maybe it's because I still know the inside and the outside that I can take for granted.

"A little early, shall we have lunch"

"Well, sometimes these places aren't bad either"

Probably not behaving well. Still, there's a day like this. Maybe I'm happy to try and empty my head. No, it should be. Sometimes it will also be necessary to bathe in the first peace. It makes me feel much easier if I think of it as a slight result of my own victory.

A reward for myself, not in keeping with Ars' taste - but I'm sure it'll be a good holiday for Loki.

Besides, Ars saw a floating silver-haired girl next door. Place a basket on your knees with your sneaky feet together.

When opened, sandwiches filled with brightly colored ingredients are neatly arranged.

Pass the squeeze to Ars, and Loki wraps the wrapping paper because of it and taking one from it, feeling confident.

"Go ahead, Al"

The elasticity of the plump bread fabric is conveyed. Along with that, I can smell the aroma of appetite. That's the way flirtatious and smelly animals come together.

Fresh vegetables and sliced meat were sandwiched, and some of them were hung with handmade sauce.

Perhaps this is what I've been down to since last night.

While the received Ars mouthed, Loki was alternating his gaze between hand and next door as he prepared his share.

The bite was surprisingly refreshing and flavorful and easy to eat, and looks good for digestion.

I guess it's a bad habit to be careless but want to take it to the outside world if this is about it. Still, given how affordable it is to eat......

"Delicious, this. If I could eat this in the outside world..."

Nothing came out of my mouth because the food situation in the outside world is too wild and primitive. I mean, maybe if you tried it from Ars, you could have had Loki's hand cooking.

"Thank you! But maybe I can take it with me if this is about it..."

Ars cruises to Loki, who begins to seriously think about it, wondering if he should withdraw. In the end, however, it was also important to have a delicious meal in the outside world.

Given its importance and the qualitative meal I eat in the outside world, there is really no word for withdrawal. Als thought it would be fine if he filled his stomach at least and took his nutrition. Loki's hand cooking, which seems frankly delicious, has really gotten her stomach mastered, maybe even managed.

"Oh, that's as good as it gets."

Loki herself found herself with a kerk of heat. My face gets hot in an instant. I was also ashamed but more than anything I was happy to get compliments. I made it because I thought I would love it, so much so that my cheeks would become sloppy and loose.

Still, he wouldn't deflect his face as before, and Loki leaned down to control his best expression and switch only once - the next time he raised it, Loki's face had a full grin.

"If it's for Al, I'll always make it"

Loki affirms a dialogue where teeth are likely to float. Again, this is just a statement. Because it's only when you think about who you've been eating that you can be creative.

I wondered if I would have been able to control myself a little bit to react to the constant and unchanged exchanges, while cheek-dyed slightly and Loki floated in the colored view of Niyake's face.