Souen no historia

When I was four years old, my mother Kaina asked me what my future life would be like. At that time, the day Joyo told me to be the butler, my path was shaped, but my mother told me again.

My mother is the maid of the Mansion. And Saudi his son will show him the way of life as a butler to Joyo.

Though I would say that I hate to run on rails laid by someone else, I once wondered if the profession of butler was my natural job in Japan.

Cooking, washing, cleaning, my parents have been doing it alone since I was a child. Because of this, I climbed so high that my chores skills exceeded those of a regular housewife.

It may be, for example, that the sawdust originally had the ability to be cohesive, to be good at fine work, and to be very suitable for housework.

Because of that, it seemed that she was able to foster a strong sense of peace of mind for her husband when she was doing housework. Besides, it was fun to cook, clean, and improve what my arms saw. That's why there were times when I was seriously worried that I would be able to enter a career that utilized this skill in the future.

However, the profession of butler could not be easily recruited, and I was giving up with the feeling that the world was all about things that were not going well.

It was hoped and fulfilled that such a great opportunity would come before us. The reason for responding to Yoyo's request in one word is probably included.

By the way, Crowtail's mansion is the largest in the city called [Moriat]. Yoyo's father's work is, to put it simply, an informant. The information is extensive, and many people, from civilians to nobles, come looking for information that Crotaire has. In addition to buying and selling information, it also deals in rare minerals and magic equipment. They get high-quality information and sell the materials they get out of it. His achievements were recognized by the nation, and his father rose up and treated him as a nobleman.

On the day Soji turned five, Kaina, her mother, gave her the magic book she had been asking for.

I couldn't defeat Jojo, the daughter of my lord, and I learned to read and write desperately after that. And the man of the house was astonished that he could read and write even though he was five years old, and Joyo said, Of course, because he is my butler. Seeing that his face was proudly loose, Soji was also somewhat happy.

Since I was five years old, I have been taught about my attitude and work as a butler in earnest. I was told by Soji that I wanted you to tell me rather than tell me.

Balmunk was the one where the white feather arrow was raised. The butler, Balmunk, taught me about the Mansion and Yoyo if I had time.

Yoyo went out with his father almost every day dressed up, so he hardly had a chance to touch him, but occasionally when time became available, he stretched his legs and blasted, "Study hard."

I also heard that she is still six years old and spends hasty days together with her father at social events such as dinner with great people. Keeps a steadfast attitude without any nasty faces.

But in front of the sausage, they surprisingly show only a childish side. It made me think that Cochi was more of a real yo-yo when he was smiling at his father and the people he worked for, and inventing new games.

Previously, when Yoyo and I were studying mathematics together, we used the formula we learned in high school to derive the answer, and there was an unspeakable air flow between Yoyo and Sauji who saw it. That would be the case. No matter how good Yoyo is, if you think that the formula that you have never seen or heard before has been made up by a sawdust one lower than yourself, it will also be a strange air.

Though he regretted his shallowness, he laughed and said, "Okay, tell me more about the method." He did not pursue why he knew such a formula. I wondered, but I was relieved not to say that I had been reincarnated as a sausage.

However, when Yoyo finished studying, he threw a meaningful word, "Someday...", so he didn't understand the meaning and said, "Huh? He was stunned and said," That face is a masterpiece, Saudge. "It was only Sage's secret that I thought the smile was so cute that I fell in love with him.

One day I spent such days, I thought it was time to use my magic and stepped into the backyard of the Mansion by myself.

Soji, who had read magic books and been taught many things by Kaina, Balmunk, and Yoyo, began by feeling the basic magic.

First of all, magic is the power used to use magic, and it seems to extract magic from the "Magic Nucleus" in the body.

It seems to be just next to the heart, and it must have the feeling that there is one more internal organ in the sawdust that was a human being on Earth. It seems normal in this world.

By the way, I call the magician the magician. Magic is a powerful force, and those who can use it may be favored in various ways.

Close your eyes and focus on the Magic Nucleus that should be on your right chest. But I didn't feel anything.

(Nh ~ It's strange ~ even though it's written in the book...)

First of all, it was written that I was aware of the existence of the "Magic Nucleus" in me, and I twisted my magic to squeeze it out of there.

(... let's try it again anyway)

I tried it several times, but I still didn't feel anything. I went all the way to that idea and blushed my face.

(I don't know, I don't have any magical talent...?

In fact, some people don't have the Magic Nucleus itself in the first place. There are also people who have or are dysfunctional. I am shocked to think that I am fitted in that frame.

(Yes, no, no! You still don't get it!

Then Saudi repeated his meditation every day. However, the mood of giving up gradually was drifting without feeling any progress. I'm suddenly training with surprises to use magic to surprise everyone, but I think it might end up in prison, and it's more pathetic than remorse.

"What do you think, Saugh? Is magic training going well?

One day, Yoyo asked me that and aggressively said, "What do you mean? He replied. Then she laughed as if she had seen through.

"If you want to train in hiding, do it better. Thought the LORD didn't know I was training you secretly in the backyard?

"Uhh...."

Looks like your husband was out of the box. I had no choice but to talk about the progress.

"... I see, you don't think you have talent?

"Ha, yes...."

When Yoyo saw the depressing sawdust, he burst with a smile.

"Safe Sausage"

Huh?

"You are the man of my choice. Be confident."

"Miss...."

"You have talent. I'm sure it'll be soon... so don't give up, just turn around."

This is shocking enough to think that this is really a six-year-old. I saw a backlight behind her. It's as if she even sees what's ahead. Soji took a breath and, as she said, thought I'd try to hold on a little longer.

After training for the first few months, I finally felt a change in my body. As I meditated and concentrated on my right chest, I felt a tingling fever.

And by continuing with it every day, it didn't go far enough to burn, but I started to feel a lot of heat. After that. While you are feeling the heat, you have the feeling that something is going wild in your body.

Curiosity drives me to wonder what happens when I release this from my body, but there is also some anxiety.

In fact, magic varies from person to person. There are not many attributes in the light label.

Some people have magic to manipulate the wind, while others can only use magic enough to talk to animals. There are many similar magics, but nonetheless they are truly extraordinary.

So we don't know what the magic of the sawdust is unless we actually try to express it. It seems that there is a way to investigate it in the royal palace, but I heard that it is not here.

That's why I wanted Soji.

Please, please don't do anything but weird magic!

And I want you to stop only magic that you can't find practicality at all, and focus your awareness on something that can break out in your body.

When you grasp the feeling of being able to move something by your own will, you slowly settle the feeling in your right hand. In the meantime, my stomach became drowsy.

(... did you say yesterday's stew was still there?

I remembered the taste of the stew I ate yesterday and wanted to have it eaten later. But then, suddenly, it appeared.

"... eh?

It was a pure white flame that appeared on the palm of my right hand.