Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

That afternoon I had an unexpected reunion with my Aunt Yuhanna at the church in Sorletta.

I had asked my sister Sally to do an audition in the back yard of Mr. Iries' house.

In order to regain the dull physical movement in the hospital for three days, I erect and punch in an archaeological wooden sword. I was confused at first because the center of gravity is different from the gavel I normally use, but while I'm typing it in, my body matches its weight and starts to move.

But normally, I should have adapted sooner.

"... ah!?

Sally, I couldn't flush out the wooden sword your sister shook with a shield, and I fell ill. The rush of pursuit is imminent on me when I step on it...... it stops on my chest.

"Ma, I'm here"

Whether you're wearing a wooden sword or armor, Sally, your sister's attacks are horrible.

Your sister's sword is refined, yet powerful, and easily breaks my shield guard. And where it's out of balance, there's a clear aim poke flying in.

"... let's just say that's it for today"

"Huh...? Already?

The archery has begun, and it has not been ten minutes yet. I listen back unexpectedly.

"I don't have the strength in my arm. At first I thought it was because I was sick, but my attention seems to be scattered. This is not an archery. Keep going, you're just gonna get hurt."

……

Your sister, you seemed to notice. That my heart is disturbed. That my consciousness has flown in the past and is not here now.

But your sister won't listen. I can't come into my mind just to blame you for the slightly harsh tone.

You're just standing in front of me and smiling all the time.

"Also, I'm sorry. Because of this, your sister made time for you..."

"It doesn't matter. If that's what happened, let's take as much time as we want in the future. So far. At first sickness. Let's worry about what we're looking at, even if it's too intense."

Sally, that's what your sister says, she shifts her gaze behind my back. Following that, I looked back, and there was a little opening of the back door, from which Mr. Sarah caught my eye wanting to see what was going on here.

It has been since I descended from Nogrint St. with her. I haven't exchanged so many words, but I have the impression in my head that Mr. Iries' sister is a likely resourceful child.

"I'm sorry to bother you."

"Yes, what! Dear Rosalis, if you don't mind, please use this!!

Mr. Sarah came running totot and gave me a towel.

"Master Saluena, go ahead!!

"Thank you, Sarah"

"Thank you, Mr. Sarah"

Upon receiving the towel, Mr. Sarah and I met each other. Glittery, beautiful gemstone-like eyes.

"Dear Rosalis, Please let me know if I can help you. I'll take good care of you!

When Mr. Sarah said so, he went into the house looking illuminated.

"Sarah is a priest. You seem to admire her."

"... yes, is it..."

Even though I'm a cleric, I'm still immature. I haven't been able to be enough to match her longing.

He seemed kind of betraying her, and his heartache recruited him to his chest.

"Sometimes it's Rosa. Oh, my God, do you have any plans for tomorrow?

"What, tomorrow......? No, I come to pray to the church, but otherwise I have no particular plans"

"Right. Tomorrow, then, make my statement."

It is not until three days after Mr. Ires leaves this city. Naturally we, fellow citizens, will follow suit, but this time we do not need to be particularly prepared for the journey, as we will accompany Aunt Yuhanna's Knights. So until then, I had my own free time, but I never thought that Sister Sally would invite me.

"Ha, ha... I'm in awe. Now, please confirm your plans with Mr. Iris…"

"No, you don't have to. Tomorrow we'll go out alone."

"Two, two, just..."

When I heard your sister's words, I disrespectfully doubted my own ears. Sally, that's what happened after you and your sister signed a contract, because your sister never tried to set up such an opportunity.

"Are you dissatisfied?

"What? Yes, what! You can also destroy such a phase!

Maybe......

Perhaps your sister wanted a reassuringly treatable being herself, her sister, and she wasn't interested in me personally.

Sister Sally has never been able to enter the realm of being me so much that such disrespectful thoughts have come to pass.

"The Iries would have said it before. Sometimes I wonder if it would be nice for you two to go out alone."

The sister is inviting me.

"Well, I mean... in this day and age, it's a date."

You look a little embarrassed, which is why you stay out of the light. But I can't. I'm going to use those words, so I get extra embarrassed and blush...

……

Respect, worship, maybe, fear. I had such feelings for my sister. But to see your sister's face now, I doubt I was making a terrible mistake.

"Phew..."

Perhaps this person is an out-of-the-box tea.

There was so much difference between the sound of a date and the impression of my sister I had that I accidentally laughed.

"Oh, but I'm sorry!!

But I think it's extremely rude to laugh at your sister, and I apologize immediately.

"Good, that smile suits you well. I hope you'll show it to me tomorrow?

"Yes. Tomorrow, thank you."

So tomorrow, I was going to be a sister and have my first date.

"Oh, isn't that nice, sister date? As I said before, I'd recommend the opera."

That time when dinner is being served. I am on the pre-meal table with Mr. Iries.

I was forbidden by Sister Sally to help me with dinner just because I was for a customer. Speaking of that sister, you'll be putting on an apron and arranging plates with Mr. Sarah.

My sister, who tied her hair behind her with a light peach ribbon, feels different than usual...... it feels kind of amazing and truthful. I also forgot to be jealous of the beauty that I can't afford to be curly hairy.

"Oh, I pickled this. Do you want some? Delicious?"

Mr. Iries has been pinching something in the vial for a while now. Come. Apparently that's a pickle of radishes, and if you take one...... I see it spreads a refreshing acidity in your mouth.

"It's very tasty. I didn't know Mr. Iris had a pickle hobby."

"Haha, it's not as good as a hobby. Oh, yeah. I'll talk to you back..."

Mr. Eilees said that when it comes to the opera theatre, it doesn't seem to be as formatted as it is in the Wang capital, it seems to be for the general public, and there are no dress codes. Now that I'm in training as a cleric, it helps because I don't have so many clothes.

"Ha, I'm hungry. Dinner yet?"

Mr. Iries, who was grasping a pickle of radishes, tightens the lid of the bottle cuddly and sticks himself straight to the table.

Mr. Iries had a solid image of the One in me, but apparently not in the house.

But Mr. Iris like this is cute too.

I call you sister, I call you Mr. Iries, and there are plenty of new discoveries in this House.

I'm so glad I bothered you in this house.

……

The next morning...

A red bird lingered on Mr. Iries' head standing at the front entrance to The Carvafone Old Bookstore.

"Then I'll come out"

"Yeah, have fun. Rosé, you're coming too."

But, Sally, neither your sister nor Mr. Iris seem to have cared about that.

"Yes... I'm going"

I'm sure you'll keep it. So convinced, I waved back to Mr. Iries and began walking along the tree-lined path of Sorletta with my sister.

"... I wonder what that bird was. I missed Eilees a lot."

...... but a little down the road to the church my sister was suddenly crushed.

Apparently your sister didn't even know.

"... right..."

I mean, I'm really worried about you now, aren't I?

Well, I hope I took Rosa out... trouble.

As a matter of fact, I've never been interested in city games.

A thousand years ago, when I was still the knight of the goddess, the battle against the demons of the Original World was so fierce that I couldn't afford to be entertained.

With that in mind, the times are truly peaceful. In those days, this Fandelusian continent was flooded with demons. That ended the Battle of Illua, and little by little the human imprint (solder) spread, forming various nations that cut this Auschnell to the skin.

But even though a thousand years have passed since then, there still seems to be a place in this world that is beyond the control of the goddess. It is called the Dark Continent, also known as' Land Without Sound ', where they say there are things that reject the goddess world, dark elves and goblins, and spirits who remain fierce.

"Sister Sally?

Rosa's cool voice was heard from next door when consciousness was caught in the vortex of thought.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I've been thinking a little bit."

When I said that, Rosa showed a little hesitation. The face that you should or should not ask is that you are lost in it.

"Again, do you care about Mr. Iries?

But in the end, they decided to ask. That's what I said and knocked my little neck off.

"Oh, no... that's not what I meant"

Actually, I was going to put two of Toslin and Carol on escort for the Iries today. But this morning, Carol came to tell me that Toslin was hungover and couldn't move.

My outing with Rosa because of this...... it was a date, but I was worried if it should be canceled, said Iris at the time.

'The two of you are going on a proper date today. That's an order. "

… and.

Iris is my lord and owner of the (Riviera) Knights of the Goddess (von Iluana). It was me and Rosa worrying in case anything happened, but seeing Iris summon a unicorn and cover the entire house with a bond was nothing more than a snort.

"Iris has grown stronger. You can't manipulate the Great Flame like a neighbor's monk, but the quality and number of the Magic Books held by the Magic Book Supervisor will remain the strength. If you are the Lord now, protect yourself from most of the harm."

"... I've wanted to ask you for a long time..."

Rosa reluctantly put that down more than earlier. If it was my purpose today to bring my heart closer to her, my sister, I was going to answer any questions I might have.

"What? Say it."

"Sally, does your sister know anyone other than Mr. Iris, the director of the Book of Magic?

But in response to that question, the answer I could return was incomplete.

"Oh, I know. She was also... a wise woman, loved by the goddess Ilua. And I was... my friend."

I handed over the thread of my memory, and I only returned the words as I did.