Shut-in Magician

It was a fire day and I took classes without feeling so sleepy.

Is "disease-free breathing disaster" working in places like this as well?

Thank God for the gift.

Well, class went by as usual.

At the end of the class, Milt reported on the necessities and itinerary of the journey to the Beast Clan. Finally,

"There will be discrimination. But I think it's only through that. It's something I need to get used to, and I'm going to let you learn what it's like to stand up to it."

Say it with a crisp face.

"... yeah, but you're kind of uptight, huh?

"I'll take care of my precious child."

"Because I get it from the Brad family in the name of escort fees. Even my job is floating."

"Krafto"

Splashed out, Milt was angry, but hastily began to elucidate to Siu.

"Of course, I'm going to take it firmly as a job, but I take care of Luca myself. I'll protect you."

"I know. First of all, you asked me out from the milt, didn't you? I also understand that you're thinking about Luca's future."

"Oh, oh, yeah"

It's nothing. I'm pretending to be the wind, but my ears are moving and cute.

He seemed to be watching jiggly, and Milt rushed to hide his ears.

"Don't touch me!

"I won't touch you. Oh, my God."

"No, you can't even look at it. I'm afraid of your gaze."

"Make people look like perverts"

"You're a freak, you. A freak is likely to be a pervert. Watch your craft, too."

"Yes, sir."

Shoulder to shoulder, Siu and Kraft grinned face-to-face.

Afternoon classes are just as usual.

Speaking of unusual things, I would say that the class is less derailed and the content is too packed.

Alonso yikes,

"This time of year, I'm tightening up because I'm on vacation."

Apparently.

At the end of the class, I had a little chat with everyone. Pluwia also remained and was looking forward to having fun with the girls.

He had discussed his plans for the summer vacation and planned to go hunting for Warcraft as a sleepover in a friendly group.

Siu was also invited, but Kilik asked me out and I wanted to do something and I said no.

Pluwia didn't go back inside, she insisted on working part-time in King Luciera's Capital during the summer vacation.

Rufina, Serene and Wendy seem to be with them.

"A woman from the Count or Viscount family, can I work part-time?

"I'm just going to take on the Adventurer Alliance job. Of course, as part of school classes."

"That's not a good idea."

The other boys were surprised.

"Is it dangerous with all the girls?

"Oh, Siu. We have a proper escort."

I laughed a little, wondering if you would take the guild job with escort.

I wonder if Coors got escort work in this way, too.

"Oh, you laughed! But this is the best I can do. Your father won't forgive me for not sounding right."

A girl's father would be worried. Siu has a sympathy vote for you.

"Take care of yourself, Pluwia."

"Thanks. But besides partying with them, I'd like to keep working, but it's hard."

"If you don't like Pluwia, why don't you work for us? I think you're welcome, my parents."

"Hmm, that's going to get me used to it, and the things that bother me when I bother you"

"It's a prerequisite for annoyance."

"Don't tear it up, Siu. 'Cause there's a lot of problems with being an elf. They're coming from over there. I can't help it."

Because she's beautiful, hey, and the girls were looking at Pluwia with sympathy but envy.

Well, people stopped by to say that it was beautiful and that there were a lot of harms, and I imagined that Siu had no idea about the phenomenon and sympathized without knowing very well.

Amalia still hadn't come out for the production class on Water Day.

Regro also told me that he had been contacted to "suspend for a while" worrying.

Last week I was out of my mind, but this week I was refreshed, so I changed my mood and immersed myself in the work.

I thought about growing baomvole.

Whether planted with strains and cultivated or from seeds, it is necessary to provide the places needed for upland cultivation.

That has a way of making it look like a greenhouse, and a way of connecting, and we also have to estimate which is better suited, and the amount of capital investment.

Furthermore, if it grows in the highlands, does barometric pressure not matter?

I had a lot to think about.

I'm going to make some experimental tools for that.

"Also, something funny, what the hell?

"It's a thermometer. This is the hygrometer, barometer."

I made it with something really simple, but if I hit it and set a number, the rest can be made into a magic ceremony and increased production.

This, it was hard to determine the original figure.

Anyway, I repeated the experiment many times.

"You know, it's hard to compare substances that change at temperatures, and even harder to decide what always pops up certain numbers..."

"Oh well."

But the thermometer was difficult.

As a result of this experiment, the substance used in the thermometer became a crystal demon stone. It turned out to be easier to use than silver and ultimately better suited for mass production of magic props.

It was a strange stone, relatively expensive with transparent demonic stones, but capable of being dissolved and reshaped and used at high temperatures on top that could be broken and even reduced.

This makes me angry that even though I repeated the experiment, both the thermometer and the hygrometer were best suited to this crystal demon stone. I was in the mood to protest what that long time was.

Across the lunch break, Regro asked permission to enter the production classroom in the afternoon as well.

Students in the afternoon class are in the same production field, so he seemed to ignore me without worrying about Siu working in silence.

I worked on a barometer this afternoon, but this one didn't work if I used crystal demon stones just in case.

I didn't think so. When I took out the mutant crystal, I was right here.

"Hmm, is it an ant..."

I think it is an ant because it was originally compressed or used, but just in case I repeated the experiment and checked the operation, then incorporated it into the magic prop and wrote down the procedure to try it out.

"Doctor, I'm going to do a bit of a big experiment."

"Oh, come on, come on."

So I rented the usual school-end ground to experiment. Still with staff. I swore I wouldn't break it anymore.

"[Designation] [Boundary] Well, let's start experimenting. [Objective gravity pressure]"

I made a Mississippi noise but the demon prop held up.

Next, I colored the junction, assuming it was being seen. You should keep it that way.

In the meantime, he transferred the magic props he had placed inside to a high altitude. I also measured the distance properly.

We measure the numbers as we check with visual metastases to see them fall.

It was repeated over and over again, the figures were recorded and fine-tuned.

The officer in charge stared into the colored junction and looked at it the whole time, so I was slightly sorry, but I couldn't help but think they would follow me and watch me.

Take two hours to experiment thoroughly, and then, on your way home, tell the staff,

"Here you go. Good luck."

and inserted fruit candy balls.

On Thursday, I contacted Coors and had them accompany me outside the Wang Capital to experiment with the magic props.

It's totally starting to look like early summer, so there are people everywhere, so it took me a little while to get to where I wasn't.

"Isn't this the crusade place for Gracchiace Gigas? I often try to experiment in places like this."

"Uh, why?

"... Ah, you, you were of a completely spiritless or invisible nature. Right. Right."

"What, what? I can see the astral body!!

I didn't mean to be happy, but I was excited.

Then I looked at Siu with Coors' disgusting face.

"There's no way I want to see a ghost or anything. You look so happy, you're a freak."

"Uh."

"Mostly, I don't even like spirits."

"Really? Why?"

"... when I was little, I thought it was definitely a bad haunt because that was just a prank"

"Oh -"

Pathetically, I thought it would have been cute to the contrary. I imagined the little one was afraid of haunts, and he slapped me in the head.

"Don't laugh, silly, don't imagine, dude"

Apparently, he held Coors' secret.