Shut-in Magician

Akiera wow, they say there's no way a college kid can stay tall. "You're naturally expensive because you were born royal or aristocratic," she says in a rough nose.

"But you have nothing to do with the big merchant kid! And there's no reason to make a common boy who's enrolled because he's a genius!

"Did they make you look great?

"That's right. … and also to the noble child"

Remove the study tool from the bag and look at the calligraphy version. Akiera sadly stroked the book version.

"I laughed that you don't have any paper to study."

"Oh well."

That's definitely a little, you know, somewhere to think. Siu gently stroked Akiera's head.

"Those kids, born, just happened to be lucky and superior. I'm just being chronic about not having to struggle and having the environment to let me study. You don't really have the otum you need in your life."

"... Mr. Siu"

Siu was in a hurry to say something weird again because he looked decent. But Akiera laughed hehe and whispered "thank you".

Siu also smiled and stroked Akiera's head again.

"What's pathetic is those kids. Because you don't realize how bitchy being human is."

You know, if I was comforting you,

"Siu, you're surprisingly tough!

Emina walked into the room laughing.

By the way, a written version is like a personal mobile version of a so-called blackboard.

Even on Earth, he writes about the "row-pulling board" that was used a long time ago, with a pointed pen earlier. It's troublesome when it comes to troublesome because you need to melt and clean the lol when you run out of places to write. But if you magically have one fire attribute level, it melts easily, so it's convenient.

On the other hand, children will feel drawn to the inability to use precious paper.

Because Shiu and others are user-friendly, I consider the written version to be the best tool for my child to study.

"We had an AC meeting back in my day. You're coming here in private clothes."

"This is it?"

When Siu inquired, Emina looked back and told me as she cooked her tea.

"The college... Oh, it's all three colleges, but it's a uniform. So, ordinary people can't buy uniforms, so they go by private clothes."

I see, and hammer. When Emina placed the fried tea with Don on the table, she also sat with Don in the chair.

"Uniform, 'I came here in private clothes because I'm pathetic for a common man I can't buy,'" he said!

That's well, what can I say? Siu had tea while smiling bitterly.

"I wonder if we need that interactive meeting. I feel like I exist to fool us."

"Really?

"Rarely, what is this, that we are not rare beasts?"

"Sister Emina."

Akiera, who was angry until just now, seemed to settle down, pushed by Emina's momentum, and on the contrary, she was forgiving her.

"Those guys, they can do whatever they want. Well, some of them are solid aristocratic kids."

"Otherwise, the politics of this country is over. Bad people just stand out because they're bad. I guess there are more solid people."

Siu smiled and said, Emina opened her mouth pompously.

"... Mr. Siu, you, I've been thinking about this for a long time, could it be an elf or something?

"What, yeah?

"Because you say things like grown-ups. I thought you were deluding your age. Hey, Aki."

"Yeah. Like a school teacher coming to the store or an advanced ranked adventurer"

I almost answered that I was a human being, but Emina told Akiera,

"Shit, Aki. You're not in the middle of helping someone at night, are you? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

and so on and began to pay attention. Siu was to shut up and watch the exchange between the two of them.

"I won't help you. Your mother says you're a grown man and you can't help her."

"I hope so. At least since we got married, right, the tavern job? Mostly, the guys get tangled up as soon as they drink. If you have to drink or you can't dictate, you can drink!

"Sister Emina...... Uh, uh, shall we study? Right?"

So the story that started with Akiera's stupidity ended along the way.

At night, Siu lays Ferres to sleep before reading a book in the records library. I've been looking forward to it lately. I started this day searching to find something.

I wanted to find out if there was a good way to disguise it without chanting. "I simplified the chant" or "I was chanting in my mouth"? That's what I think, and I laugh that it's like ventriloquism.

Why don't you go ahead and make some magic props? But that's too expensive for a child to have, and on the contrary, they suspect it.

Even though I thought I was in trouble, Siu's face had a grin. This is how I enjoyed thinking. I also think you're free.

Let's give a little thanks to God. I hesitated at first, but it was good to be reincarnated.

That night, for the first time in a long time, God appeared in his dreams. She only said one word, "You're welcome," with a serious face, and disappeared. I just thought it wasn't like God, and I was waking up. I don't think I kind of slept, it was morning.

When Siu talked to Grandpa Stan about the unchanging chant, he gave me a light answer.

"You can tell me you have a magical magic ceremony that you can use, tattooed on your body in ancient language."

What is it?

Siu was surprised and saw Grandpa Stan as he fished the record bank at high speed.

"The ancient language is simpler than the original, and if you draw it directly on your body with a tattoo, the activation will be shorter."

"I didn't know! Oh, it's in the book."

"What, another handy one? Fine. That's what I wanted. Well, let's do it because we can't do our job."

and Grandpa Stan laughs on until he "falls".

"But I wonder if it's weird to have a tattoo in ancient language."

"There are also those who do not chant to the king's capital. Like you, it can't be everything. It's just something simple."

"It is. Oh, tattoos are a mechanism that works directly on your body's magic vegetables. Heh."

It's strange because he talks while reading, but Grandpa Stan is used to it.

"I'll let the magician write it. for immediate activation."

Say it with a disgusting face. Grandpa Stan hates war. I've told you a long time ago that I've encountered tragic occasions, with few words. Siu also has memories of his previous life, so he has a sense of repentance. Although those who like war the most would be rare outside the professional military.

"... So the knight's on your body too?

"No, the knight looks important, so I thought you forbade tattoos."

They say knights can collect all the beautiful places.

"I've heard you substitute with a bracelet instead."

"Bracelet…. Oh, I guess it's like a demon prop."

Then it will be expensive either way. At least, they think it's expensive. Then again, I got a tattoo on my body, maybe. If I had thought that far...

"In the first place, rare magic is not to be used in public."

That is.

*****

From the next day onwards, Siu had chosen a job of the tenth grade rank to take.

Sometimes it was not convenient for me to have time, or to have lunch ahead of me when I went to work, and I stopped taking lunch.

Besides, you can find a new stall and try it. The stall was mostly a hit. We're opening the store now! Is it because of the temper? I'm not worried about the taste.

He also had a late lunch at the skewer shop that day.

A young man's voice was heard as he watched the shopkeeper start cleaning up and fed Ferres some of the softened meat.

"Uh, stink! What is this smell?"

"It would be the smell of ordinary people. The smell will shift to Olstoy's beautiful clothes. Don't come over."

When Siu looked back, he saw the boys and girls in uniform. Because of the good tailoring of the clothes, she would be the "college" kid Emina and Akiera were talking about.

"But it's about those who are going to rule. You have to study."

"Well, that's Alstoy."

A scholarly club? I almost squealed.

Which would be more embarrassing to say a magical chant. Siu thinks and shakes his head with neither.

Have you noticed the behavior? The boys and girls approached Siu. So, this is what I said.

"I didn't know you would eat something that looked so unpleasant... How hungry are you? Poor thing."