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The treatment at Royal Castle seemed to have worked properly and my body was completely healed the next morning.

I don't have a lack of sleep, and I'm in pretty good shape. So,

"Media. It's the usual, but I'm here."

I opened the magic book and went straight to the media house the moment there was new magic.

"... well, yeah. Kouta, with you, it's a regular life."

"It's before noon, but thanks for the compliment. So, I was just talking to you about Enchant Shave Level One? What kind of magic is this?

I don't have a limit on the number of times, but I don't know what level one is.

With that said, the media coming out of the tent scratched her cheeks with sleepy eyes.

"Damn... Kouta, you really like strange magic."

I don't like it and remember it.

Although it is possible that the magic book that is wrapping the bread for breakfast next to me now likes it.

"See? What is it? I won't give mine because breakfast was a loaf of bread."

Who wants the bread they are about to eat?

In the meantime, I turn again to the media to let go of the book of witchcraft obsessed with breakfast and concentrate on information from the media.

"You know that's odd, right?

"Oh, this is growth magic," he said. If you remember, it's magic that increases levels and performance every time for a certain amount of time. Unlike other magic that grows more proficient, magic grows on its own. "

"Heh."

There are really many different formats.

"So, the effect of this Enchant Shave, as its name suggests, is that it grants sharpening power to objects... well, it's quicker to try it. You can put it on the stick of a tree right there."

"Oops, roger." Enchanted Shave "

I put an Enchant Shave on the stick of a tree that fell into the media house. Then a light of pale orange dwelt in the stick of the tree.

"Is this a good idea?

"Um, now that stick has been granted a sharpening state. And then you can rub it with something or you can hit it."

That's what they told me, so I tried to rub a stick of wood on a tree that was nearby and hit it. But...

"……… Are you off track, this?

The tree didn't respond in any way. I wonder what's going on.

"No, it's shredded. See, level one, not a thin piece of skin."

The media pointed to the part where I hit him. If you look closely, I do feel like the bark is peeling.

"... No, you can beat me up normally."

I'd rather beat him up normally. I feel off.

"It's level one, so there's no other way."

Oh, no, this magic grew. Can't you help but be weak at first?

"Hmm, how long does it take to grow?

"Well, it's been ten years since I got to a level."

"…… for a long time?

They gave me more numbers than I expected.

Ten years is too long for a boulder.

"So, well, yeah. Basically, you only remember researchers who decided to live longer. Or enough to remember a proximity position for a bandit."

"Why bandits?

It's a self-serving image of me, but it doesn't look like a profession that I could live in for a long time. It's a proximity position.

"No, give it to a magically poisoned dagger and hurt the target. It's effective because it poisons just a little bit deeper."

"... That's a killer combo, dude!

"So basically, the magic used in conjunction with the magic of Poison."

Really? But I don't remember the magic of poison.

If I were to use it, would I need to physically get the poison? But...

"... You didn't sell poison to this city, did you?

"Well yeah. Whatever the King's Capital or the city, there's not much need for poison in these rural cities. It's dangerous to handle. Besides, there is a chance that the physical poison will be" shredded "when enchanted. - I mean, if you have a poison sword, you should use it normally."

In this country city, you don't get poison.

Or I do remember someone in the guild saying that poison has a license to handle it. I have to take that. I can't even use it.

……

I basically rubbed my arm with a stick of wood the enchant was hanging on.

Then slight irritation appeared on the skin. but

"Um... I think it would still be better if I scraped my skin with my nails."

It only has the effect of less than paper or sledding. No matter what you try, it's the same.

Really what is this magic?

"See you at level one."

"Is it not low performance to remain this low power for ten years………?"

"We're going to grow stronger, so we can't help it."

Even so, this magic won't grow if you don't live long.

"Um, it's unusable magic again, isn't it, this?

"It's okay, Kouta. You'd come up with something."

Awesome. I was told to throw.

No, well, I do have one in mind.

"I don't feel comfortable with it, but now that I've come up with my current usage, do I have to use it that way…"

"Whoa, do you have one? Kouta, you're really amazing at breaking existing magic concepts and using them! Show me the possibility."

"Oh, wow."

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And - hours later.

I was dealing with queues in my guild.

"Mr. Kouta, it's very popular with the leg exfoliation course and the women!

"Oh, yeah………"

Unlike usual, there were many women lined up in my massage parlor.

Brush the women's feet and arms with a cheap cloth. It's just not normal to brush.

"Enchanted Shave"

Brush with a cloth that grants magic. Then, it seems that a good feeling of friction cleanses the women's skin,

"Wah, su, it's been awesome. Thank you, Mr. Bombing King!

"Yeah, thanks......"

As I was dealing with them that way, the media walked in next door.

"Mr. Kouta. It's been rumored that the bombing gods will clean your hands and feet."

"I see. That's a good rumor."

It's a pleasure to see not only the muscular bastards, but also the women.

Yeah, I'm very happy for you.

"... I wonder why we can't have normal business practices."

"Hey, isn't this good, too? Massage, like Esther."

"That's right. Kouta, your application is really great!

The two of them seem happy to say so.

Sure, if you can find a use for magic, maybe that's fine.

…… not really.

It's just that, that's why I added a new menu to my massage parlor.