Granome's missing (?) A few days after its discovery, Filomena was to lean her neck against the words of her fellow lab members.

"Confrontation? What, what's that?

"I knew you didn't?

The graduate student who told me about the confrontation while saying so is a rare woman among the magicians with many men.

Philomena and I are getting along early enough for the lab, and now we are close to discussing it casually.

"Simply put, it's a simulated battle between battle-based laboratories, but it's helpful because quite a few magic tools are used."

"I see. You know what?"

To the words of the female graduate student, Filomena nodded with a convincing face.

Simulated warfare between laboratories, large and small, is frequent in schools.

Sometimes big labs bump into each other with each other's prestige, so there are matches that look good.

However, it seems that simulated battles between such large laboratories are rare, and basically many are like just making sure of each technique.

Instead, in mock warfare between large laboratories, which takes place about once a year, serious warfare is often fought because it also involves peripheral evaluations.

Demonic props are sometimes used in such large simulation battles, so they are also worth seeing for the students of demonic prop research.

"- Hmm. I see"

Philomena nodded with a slightly contemplative look when she heard a detailed explanation from the female student.

"After all, Mr. Filomena is not interested in the combat system."

A female student who saw the look on Philomena's face and got it wrong has said that.

Philomena, a brave man, has little interest in making her own warfare demonic props.

I tend to think that you don't have to bother to make it because you don't have to use tools to fight with your own power alone in the first place.

That was a fact that was widespread as a matter of course within the laboratory to which Filomena belonged.

However, the story also contains some misunderstandings.

Because it was also possible that opponents fighting as enemies would use demonic props, so it would be advantageous to know them as knowledge.

For this reason, Philomena does not have any knowledge of combat magic tools.

It's just that I don't feel the need to make it on purpose because I don't need to use it myself.

More than that, consciousness is in a sense a natural consequence of what aids combat and improves life.

To solve the misconceptions that were born within the lab, Philomena shook her head left and right toward the female student.

"No, it doesn't mean you're not interested. Just that I don't feel the need to make it."

"Wouldn't you say you're not interested?

Phyllomena, said with a Kyotong look, answered after a short while.

"... if you ask me, I'm sure you might."

The fact that a magician doesn't need to make it is something he can't help but say he's not interested.

The first time Philomena realized there was a subtle difference in the fact that she didn't need to use it or make it, she decided to give up denying it and return to the original topic.

"But there's no way you don't know any of the magic artifacts used in battle. You really think you need to know that, don't you?

Filomena, speaking for herself, thought it had become an excuse.

That's what they thought, too, and I just gave it back with a little bitter smile.

"Well, that's fine... Anyway, does Mr. Filomena go to a mock fight?

"When is that going to happen?

"Tomorrow"

To that answer, which came back short, Philomena accidentally turned out to be a kyoton.

It wasn't so long after the school festival, but I thought it would happen a lot sooner.

Did you get the idea from the look on her face, and she went on to say it further with the look on her face that the female student was nothing.

"Fighting at school festivals is also a strong aspect of spectacles. In the sense of laboratory prestige, this one can be more conscious. Plus, it means using tools you didn't use at the school festival."

"I see."

To the last words added, Filomena nodded several times as she said so.

Tools don't make sense without being used.

Some magic items have expiration dates, so it also seems to mean that they will be consumed.

Incidentally, unlike the expiration date of food products, most of the long ones are due on a monthly to yearly basis.

Understanding why mock warfare takes place without setting aside from the school festival, Filomena told the female students who taught her.

"Does being used in school mean some things are up to date? Then it's well worth looking at."

"Really? If that's the case, you want to come with me?

Asked so, Philomena nodded after a moment of thought.

"Right. Regards."

Philomena decided to leave it entirely to the female student because she didn't even know where it would take place.

And the female student immediately accepted Philomena's words, whether she intended it from the beginning.

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"- So I decided to go and do that mock fight tomorrow"

On the way home from the school, Filomena immediately gave a report to Sigel.

Incidentally, a female student asked me if I would go with her and I spared a moment for the answer, because I thought about Sigel.

Sigel replied that she would not be interested in a mock fight and that she would soon go with the female students.

Unlike its Philomena anticipation, Sigel replied with a very ordinary look without showing any particular interest.

"Hmm. There's something like that."

"Was Siegel still not interested"

"No, it's not like I'm not interested at all. Just wondering if I'm involved."

"Wouldn't you say that's not of interest?

Sigel reacted similarly this again to Filomena, who returned a line similar to what he had heard somewhere.

"- Indeed. Anyway, I'm a little busy tomorrow, so I don't know if I should."

"Right."

To Sigel's answer, Filomena gave him a slightly soothing look.

To that look, when Sigel became the face of doubt, Philomena went on to say even more with a bitter smile.

"Actually, you said you were going with a female student who was already invited. I was wondering what Siegel would do if he told me he was coming."

I don't mind at all for going with it because I also told the female students about the possibility, but I didn't know how Sigel would react.

For that reason, Philomena had some thoughts on how to invite Siegel to come along.

"I see. Either way, I'm a little busy tomorrow, so I guess we can't do a mock fight."

Sigel, whose work of research is just in the right place, dared to say so to reassure Philomena as well.

It's true that I'm actually busy, and I was worried about giving up going home with you today.

In the end, Philomena happened to be a piece of work when she picked him up, so much so that she gave up completely and decided to go home with him.

Philomena also knew that Sigel had been busy lately, so she had taken that into account.

Nevertheless, Philomena, who had heard clearly from herself (Sigel), nodded with a reassuring expression once again.