Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

In the corner where the middle-class officials and lower-class aristocrats of the royal city of Alekraftia live, there is the home of Merl Marl Azar, the strongest great wizard in the history of the Arkrest kingdom.

Merle's house has no ancestors who have made martial arts dating back, and it is unlikely that a child with an extraordinary talent like Merle would be born.

Until Merle's parents, there were no shortcomings, and his boss and his colleagues remembered it as a middle-ranking official of the Royal Palace who worked seriously, and his house was a size appropriate for that post.

Contrary to its predecessor generation, Merle is a sorcerer of selected wizards who works for the Royal Magic Division, which reports to the King.

Naturally, the treatment is exceptional because of the high salary and the ability to fight the kingdom's strategy.

If Merle wants, she can live in a luxurious house under much better conditions than her current house, but Merle, who has troubled leaving her home where she was born and raised, still lives with her parents and several servants. It is ongoing.

Parents and parents, even though their daughters have become monsters that make their name known to neighboring countries, have been unwilling to live the same way as before, so there is no time to change Meruru's life.

On the morning of that morning, Merle moved his mouth on a bed given to him when he was young, squeezing his mouth and squeezing out what seemed to be asleep, and then gently raised his body.

Chaoyang, which shines through the gaps between the curtains of Merle's hands and has been subjected to intelligence processing, is hanging on Merle's face, which may have prompted her to wake up.

Merle moves in a meaningless way that makes her puppy and kitten awake, and then slowly descends from the bed like an old man.

On the floor of a room of reasonable size, there are many clothes and empty sake bottles lying around, and some sort of magic book sandwiched between bookmarks is thrown out casually.

When Merle looks through it, it is not unusual to find a fairly high magic book, but this rough handling seems to be Merle.

Sealing has been applied to prevent a runaway at home, but if you see a normal wizard you will be surprised by blowing bubbles.

"Uhhhh"

Merle's light blue hair is jumping and twisting here and there, and if you use your right hand to scratch the crooks, collarbones, heads, etc. It was a pretty disappointing gesture for a woman.

Merlu, whose head still lies in his sleepless eyes, reaches for a desk with piles of magazines that deal with fashionable clothing and hairstyles in the royal capital, as well as magic books.

It seems that there was a toast left over last night on a ceramic platter, and his hands were unconsciously stretched by the smell.

Merlu's hands stretched out while saying "Mummy", failing to catch the toast with cheese, sliced tomatoes, and shreds of beef that had been solidified overnight, and dropped onto the floor from not only the plate but also the desk.

Just before the toast made by my mother kissed the floor enthusiastically, it rose softly and rose slowly as it was, and safely settled on Merle's right hand.

"Well, it's dangerous. It's almost angry at my mom for ruining the food."

It seems that Merlu's consciousness was awakened in the emergency of the toast falling, and the magic of floating was immediately applied to the toast.

The toast was cold but warmed in Merle's hands, and the cheese began to melt with the trolley again and the smell of meat fat began to smell.

He bit the hot toast, and ordered a bottle of fruit liquor that had about a third remaining, and poured the chewed toast into the back of his throat.

If a third party is present and witnesses the scene from when Merle woke up to now, she acknowledges that she has some responsibility for why the great witch is not blessed with male luck. It must have been.

"Pha-ha, I'll be back again"

Put away the toast and sake bottle, wipe the mouth roughly with the towel on the back of the chair, and Merle stretches his arms straight up and stretches out with a sweet voice on his nose and nose. .

"Hmmmm, yeah, I'm waiting at Ojo today. I don't think anybody will do anything like Abyss Dawn.

He flew, and the smell of fruit liquor smelled, and after Merle began to change clothes, a moaning of a drinker himself suffering from a hangover.

If this was a man's moan, everyone who knew Merle's picture would have been astounded, but the moan was a woman.

"Hey, uh, it hurts. Mel-chan, isn't he using a little detox magic?"

Hamel, who had been kicked off of the bed by Merle at night and was lying on the floor, was the main voice.

Since he had free time in his role as a clown, he had been drinking overnight with Merle since yesterday.

Hamel, who grunts with a grunt, grumbles and says that Merlu can't help but shouts a voice and then casts the magic of detoxification.

"Well, Mel's detoxification is always effective every time. I feel refreshed in my head."

Hamel stands with a smile on her fluffy face and moves around the stiffened nodes as she slept all night on the floor to release stiffness.

Hamel returned to normal after Merle detoxified the spirits in his body, and frowned at the smell of alcohol in the room.

Hamel feels sorry that the two single women who drink alcohol all night and wake up in the morning with the smell of alcohol are endless.

Hamel himself is satisfied with herself as a clown, and there is no particular desire for marriage. However, Merle, who has a desire for marriage, is unlikely to see this situation.

However, Meruru himself has no awareness, so there is no salvation.

"I have to get rid of it soon ~"

Merle looks at the magic books and cluttered underwear and clothes that are messyly piled up on her floor by her own rules, and puts a bitter smile on her lips.

It is evident that after about 5 days, the room will return to the miscellaneous room after being cleaned up, but Merle thought that it would still be possible to invite others for 5 days.

Merle has no idea that he has done so, and that he has always been OK, but that he has even fallen into the perception that even the king has recognized that men's luck has been destroyed. .

Hamel stares at Merle's use of telekinetic spells to lift objects on the floor and sort them roughly.

Then I looked at the waist line from the ass wrapped in Meruru's sleepwear, and thought that I wasn't quite the same, though I was doing well.

Then, ah, I remembered a certain thing and said something casually.

Hamel later stated that it was a failure to forgot at this moment how much Merle was attached to it.

"So-so, Mel-chan, do you know?"

"What is it?"

"Now, Dolan and a group of happy friends are coming to the castle. You go to the empire with your Highness escort and stay a bit on the way back. Ahaha, unlike Mel, is really blessed with the opposite sex. ''

Hamel intended to talk about it as part of a small talk, but for Merle, that wasn't enough.

Dolan and his amusing colleagues are a weird eccentric superhuman group that has the talent he couldn't win even if he did his best to hide what he normally hides.

As soon as Merle's brain miso recognized the words that came out of Hamel's mouth, clothes and magic books floating in motion flew in a new direction, and Merle's underwear on Hamel's left cheek. Punish.

"Oh !?"

"Hahahaha, Ha-chan, that's true? Is it really Doran-kun? Doramina-san?"

Merle squeezes her best friend's shoulders and glares at her eyes with bloodshed eyes that she will not tolerate lies or jokes.

Hamel, a long-time associate, is afraid of Merlu, the strongest wizard of humanity.

I was surprised at how much merle bite so far, and soon after, remembering how much merle was attached to Doran, I fiddled with myself ridiculously in my mind.

"It's really true, it's really true! But maybe I'll return to Galois soon? And because I'm staying at the Royal Castle due to the relationship between your Highness and Your Majesty, no matter how much Meruru can't suddenly charge!"

If he did, no, Merle was actually summoning his favorite staff, Distor and Distor Magna, as a nightmare, just before assaulting the Royal Castle immediately.

Without the stop of Hamel's words, he would have traveled to the Royal Castle and appeared in front of Doran, even using space transfer.

"U, u, no, you don't do that, right?

Merle is trying to hide her two distors on her back, even though she can't hide her eyes here and there, stupidly trying to recklessly try to conceal a lie no matter who sees it. I could only see it.

Hamel wouldn't be able to get involved with Doran, but he would give up and believe in Doran at the same time.

It is highly possible that the last hope left by his best friend, who is rumored to have gained a great deal of magic in exchange for this male luck, is Doran.