Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

How on earth were you restrained by that noisy store? It was already stained dark outside. A dark day was slowly coming to an end.

The countless footsteps you can hear must also be towards the end. The footsteps to return are playing cluttered tones as if they represent how the day is going today.

If it was full, it would sound undisturbed underfoot, and if there was one thing I didn't like about it, its feet would walk like heavily tapping the ground, and if it was tired, it would sound rubbed footsteps like dragging.

Ars' footsteps were strangely unsettling for him as usual.

That should be it too, I'm tired of everything today...... but it doesn't mean I'm particularly tired of walking. My heart can't catch up on a fresh day I don't have much experience with.

That's why I'm confused about how to sum up today's day, and so on. I may have enjoyed the days flowing caricaturally and so much tranquillity that I could not tangle today.

"Thanks, Loki"

………… What's wrong, sir?

"Nothing... nothing's ever changed... I guess"

Ars thanked me for forcing him out. And bite the importance of being a common day somewhere, and learn many things again.

To the words of Ars, too abruptly, Loki guessed a great deal and said, "Are you tired?" and leaks a grin that contains

That's nothing about the luggage Ars has. Of course Loki offered to have half, but just as much common sense as Ars lets a woman have it, too. In other words, my admiration as a man seemed to shake if I wasn't allowed to do that.

So Ars glanced at the girl beside him chillily.

Even at this time Loki's footsteps were light, as he would step by step with his back hand. Cuttlefish and ringing footsteps prominently carve rhythm in the noisy noise.

"A little..."

"Really? But it's not over yet."

"Hey......"

The rhythm is disturbing and she goes ahead for a small run.

Loki went out to the trident as if to carve even in steps in the gap where the crowd was dwindling. Instead of rushing ahead, Loki jumps over the stone steps like a feather while maintaining a constant distance in front of Ars. Walk as if even in balance on an unscaffolded fence without sparing any physical ability.

It's dangerous, Ars' dialogue was a piece of advice that wouldn't come out if she saw her legs.

It seems as if it expresses an irrepressible joy.

Still, the return journey is unlikely to be over, giving us a peek on the long way. Street lights were firmly illuminating its guidance.

But Loki stopped the last leg she was stepping on in front of the store she was looking for and waited for Ars to arrive.

"Do you remember?

"Ah."

It's not just the street lights that light up anything on the way home, but the lighting in the store is one of them. In some old fashionable atmosphere, as we approach, the smell of vanilla is colouring the night breeze.

Ars felt such a change of air, filling the fragrance and filling the mind. There is a gentle time flowing through my chest exactly as if the noise outside had scratched out.

The smell of tea leaves I was used to sniffing seemed to go through my nasal cavity. And an old-fashioned specialty shop that deals with tea utensils that also serve this coffee shop. It seems to be separated from the coffee shop section, which gives you a spicy vibe that is the opposite. Regardless, not just tea utensils, but also tea leaves to original blends and other preferences, which means that it is a late specialty that deals with everything related to tea.

I also bought a tea set here that Tesphere destroyed. I guess Loki also went by to buy tea leaves.

The original purpose was to buy a set of tea sets. It's already coming (...) from time to time, but that's now.

The bell attached to the door with the season echoed a dry sound reminiscent of Karan Karan and handmade.

Already a regular, Loki takes the initiative to meet the clerk's woman. Then he set his goal without hesitation so that he would now be invited to the show window.

The wooden shop settled strangely, and the wood seemed to convey a rebellion behind his feet that was different from hard every time he walked. If it was so full of various scents, the smell would be stained with wood. I don't know where or what comes from anymore.

Coming to the back of the show window, Loki succumbs to be colored and alternately moves her gaze left and right. He seemed troubled by either of the two.

Good prices there, but that doesn't make it a judgment.

"This one looks just like the one I used to use... oh, but the design is a little new"

Loki was the only one who noticed the fine design changes in the cup. Although the teapots and milk pots have only slightly changed in design, they are almost similar to the tea utensils used previously.

"Isn't this one bad?

"Yes, I'm curious about you too... I knew I'd have an attachment"

If there was attachment, I guess I should make it a similar tea bowl.

Then Ars will guess what Loki is worried about, but it was still the quickest way to ask the person.

"If you liked it so much, you can do it"

…………

"Hey, what?

Loki stares back at Ars as he stays on his mid waist, eventually turning his face back as if he had given up with only a meaningful gaze.

It's not that kind of attachment because it was user-friendly or because I liked the design. The first time the two of us went shopping and picked it out there with Ars, that's where the value comes in. It's an attachment because of the pile of days we've spent coloring tee times together.

It's also a sort of attachment, perhaps because one day it breaks.

The point is how many memories there were, but I'm sure Loki isn't teaching it herself.

"No, it's nothing. So, which do you think Al should do?

Als steps on two feet for a moment wondering if the question is right to fulfill. Speaking for the truth, either is fine. However, Ars has learned that the words make her grumpy.

I know for sure what's at stake is the contents, I don't catch up with the qualitative ones, and I know the sensory saying that they don't feel delicious.

However, I am certain that both of these options are difficult to apply.

"Mm-hmm. I don't really like the flashy stuff either..."

Sometimes the preference is already grasped by Loki, or the tea utensils chosen are both subdued and simple craftsmanship.

Maybe I wouldn't bother this far if it was just something I use myself. It doesn't even have to be an instant execution, nor does it have to be an obvious indecision.

There were no good words out there, and I even felt like ruining the promised day that today would be the day to make the right choice.

"Right, I'm better at what Loki chose than design......?

She's the one who lets it in, if she's gonna brew it, maybe it should be the one she wants me to drink - there was an Ars who convinced me for such a good physical reason.

Speaking for the truth, if Loki hadn't come to the lab as a partner, she would still be using dishes like paper dishes, and a thin cup that just grabbed her and seemed to crack.

The idea is that it would be nice if it played a minimal role, so when asked about taste, for Ars, plates are only plates, and tea utensils are only tea utensils. Maybe I can't change it now because I didn't give it meaning.

I have a consciousness that this is the missing part of me...

Immediately, I wrinkle between my eyebrows trying to say something again, but all the good words didn't come out of the back of my throat - I was even suspicious if it was from the end of something like that.

Apart from Ars, who had such an unfamiliar affliction, Loki stood in front of her mouth reddening her face and joining hands with her thighs. Her gaze looked slightly downward as if she was not in the eyes, such as tea utensils. Maybe he was looking at a flower garden away from reality.

Loki immediately returned to me and shook her face to erase something and took a breath.

If you look next door, a similar sight is there before. Even if the two of us chose it, it's close to impossible to appeal to taste because of Ars' character or experience.

Loki regained her calm while reflecting that it might have been a slightly mean question.

"Right. Al... Shall we come this way?"

The tea bowl I pointed to is different from the one I used before. This meant that attachment would remain attachment and be in the past.

To the unexpected choice, Ars said, "Was it good that way?" and ask back. Thoughtful, that's why I thought I'd buy the same thing again.

"Yes. Maybe it's good for a new departure. Besides, there were only four cups. There are six of them over here, so if you think of Fia as Alice, and Ferri or Flynn,"

Loki, who breaks her fingers and counts, turns the last grin for consent.

"Right. I think it's great."

"Let's do this one, then"

It was thought Loki would head to the cashier to call the clerk and do the accounting - but shortly afterwards Pitali and his legs stopped.

"Al, please"

Subtle Loki hands her license to Ars. Before his satisfied face, Ars could only receive.

Ars is now more aware of the importance of money than he feels sorry for being unable to pay for himself.

As I've been told before, I've heard Loki was saving money for the reason that he "might need it for Ars". Either way, I guess I didn't even think about using it for my own good. Growing up in the army is a long way from normal.

"I (...) bill you," not now, and I've never meant that to her. So the license Loki gave me included the meaning 'bill me with this (...)'.

Loki only knows if it meant it wasn't her, the two of them... or even Ars's.

The tea utensil was to be taken home by hand as soon as possible due to its use today.