Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

Come on, I won't live that long. If anything, I might die tomorrow, actually. "

There's no reason I want you to live like that.

"There's no other possibility."

Before telling Hula that.

Fouta stood up at the place where the bookshelf was squeezing the room like a library.

Refreshing is a memory of the past.

I didn't have time to chew that word anyway.

She said she had no reason to live.

But that's why.

I didn't think there was anything I could do to cut my life and exercise magic.

It's not just that I'm not attentive to the world - I'm not obsessed.

That's why I was worried about being put on the execution bench and still doing it.

I gripped my fist.

It's pathetic of me to be unaware.

I couldn't forgive myself for saying to her that she was diligent in water work, "Do you not use recording magic?"

I was too stupid to fall off my knees.

Has it ever been possible to protect her while saying it's important?

After all, it was just a mouth.

Such anger and powerlessness erode your heart.

But...

No!

Yes, I remember her laughing like a flower.

Hehe. The maids are getting a little more and more!

Yes, I remember her blinking with joy.

Yeah, that's right.

I made a promise to her.

"See you later."

Hula raised her face to murmur.

"Let's go get some coffee again. I promised."

I don't know if Hula had the will to convey his thoughts. Hula is not interested.

It was just enough for him to see the determination of the person who lived in those eyes.

"I don't have that much time, either. Let's talk briefly."

"... ahh. Thank you, Mr. Hula."

Speaking up, where did the sadness go?

Lifting her face, Futa's eyes captured herself straight.

"Is there any way?

"It's a way to restore the life lost by recording. I never thought about it - the court magician, led by me. If you look around, you'll find something."

With both hands open, the vast number of books in the library all jumped out of the shelf and began to dance by drawing a spiral in front of him.

Unexpectedly, he laughs in front of Futa, who takes a step back.

"It's just, let me tell you that whatever it is that you find may make you despair."

"... something"

Huta swallows raw saliva.

The squeeze and murmur of the dry throat is a small one, whether or not it finally reaches Hula.

"Is there anything I can do?"

"I'm glad you offered to help me."

That's how he presents a book in front of Fouta.

One of them, dancing in the air, came in front of Futa as if he had the will to open the contents.

"Can you read that?

……

I chewed my lips and shook my neck.

I feel like I saw a letter somewhere, but I can't decipher it anyway.

It was like that when I was told that I was useless here.

"Mr. Hula."

"What?

"Please."

"Even if it's good. - I'll think about the price."

"Yeah, whatever I can do to keep Lilac out of trouble."

"I told you so."

Yeah, yeah, Hula nodded and continued.

The name Lilac just came up.

"Tell His Highness, too. I want you to find out if there's any way. However, she might have already hit her hand."

"Well, Lilac might know!

Lilac knows that the magic of Corona uses its lifespan.

That wasn't an impossible story.

Huta nodded and rushed back to Hula.

Hula slowly narrowed her eyes as she turned away.

"Well, I don't think His Highness has found it, and most importantly..."

--Inside the Imperial City. Corona's room.

This room may be a little more than when Fouta came in looking for her when she disappeared.

With rough breathing, Futa gently gripped the girl's hand and stared worriedly.

After that, Fouta went to Lilac's office.

After all, she knew about the life expectancy of Corona and was investigating it six months ago.

However, it seems that there is a limit to the information that does not depend on the power of magic, and she actually existed in the background of teaming up with the court magician.

Apparently, the look on Futa's face was not very welcoming about Corona's life expectancy - there's nothing I can do about it.

Instead, it's tougher for Futa not to move to Corona's plight.

You stay with Corona.

That's what Lilac said at the end.

There seems to be little that Futa can do now.

That's why I thought I was qualified to keep checking her condition.

And don't ever regret it again.

I don't like thinking about such things unconsciously.

I don't want you to die in the first place.

Huta gently wraps her hand, which has become hot.

I don't think this will get cold. Because the more I've changed the cloth that was soaked in water many times, the higher the temperature is. It's pointless. I understand.

Still.

I want to reassure you that I'm here.

Such thoughts, even if they were pointless acts, could not be wiped out.

"... ahh"

Huh

My eyelids open.

Those cucumbersome eyes are dull. Catch the lid with a hot moist tip.

Blurred thoughts. A faint consciousness.

But she seemed to understand who was in sight, what the situation was, and what his expression looked like.

Hehe laughed and she said.

Ohayo

"... ahh"

"Don't look like that. Maid, I'm not happy."

"... I'm sorry."

"I feel like I'm being apologized for something different."

The plain words are as usual.

But I couldn't help but shortness of breath, no tension in my voice, and I'm fine and slender again.

When Corona realized that Futa's expression was not bright at all, she gave up and smiled loosely.

"... Murika"

"I can't. If I get better, only when Corona gets better."

"I see...."

In that case, bright words such as "we have to work hard" will never come out. Somehow, not only is Futa smiling, but she's giving up everything.

Her breathing is rough, her face has a strong fever, and she can barely move even one body.

"... why?"

Corona responds with her gaze to the moaning words of Futa.

With her gaze aligned, Huta spits out her voice.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"... that's a little..."

"Life expectancy"

"Did you find out... at last..."

Miyah, your maid tries to soothe the air even under these circumstances, making her eyes look like a batten mark.

She just realized that it wasn't such a fancy and permissible air, and she exhaled one little bit and went on.

"... really. If I thought," It's about time, "I thought I'd go somewhere by myself."

"... that's what happened this time"

"Mmm. I don't care at all because I sneeze every year. But at the end of the cherry blossom season... I thought it was longer than usual. I just thought about it. Maybe it's life expectancy."

But she looked up at the ceiling.

The expression was a smile. I'm laughing, I'm lonely, and I'm about to cry. With a painful smile, she murmurs.

"I thought I wanted to stay..."

"Corona...."

"I don't want you to worry. But I couldn't do it."

Hold her hand tightly.

Her voice gradually weakened.

Futa unexpectedly roughed her voice, thinking that it would disappear like this.

"It's okay!

……

"I can get well again!! I can't live with a cold!

"...... Ehehe"

Really, she smiles.

And I stared straight at Huta and told her.

Me.

"I'm happy, Master Huta."

When I loosened my face, my eyes were already closed.

Futa, who lost her expression for a moment, hastily checked her breath.

--Apparently, he just fell asleep again.

Rough breathing and the height of the heat remain unchanged. He's managed to keep his life.

She said she got the medicine. After that, Futa thinks she can do something about eating and keeping her strength.

Something my sister couldn't do one day.

Next time, Futa turns her head around and wonders if it will kill someone she cares about.

Sure, when you had a cold without appetite - did you say Risotto was good?

I just ate it in the dining room (Taberna) the other day, so I thought I'd make it myself.

So somehow until then.

Pong, put his hand on his forehead and the lid loosened his mouth corner.

Your eyes are still full of anxiety and worry.

Make sure you're okay.

--That's when I heard knocking.

"Yes"

"--Master Futa, are you here?

"Oh, come in if anything happens."

That said, only one chamberlain appeared.

Occasionally, she asks for permission from Futa, who opens the door in a terribly confused manner.

"Um - Izna and Motsuke are asking for a visit."

"He's not gonna see us. He's coming."

"Master, it's possible that he's already dead."

I can't stand it.

Again - naturally because I didn't know Corona was asleep - it was the two familiar people who broke in without getting permission.

When you see Huta, you can't help but think of Izna as sending a hand sign just like "ahh" and mistaking him for a formal greeting, pointing your fingers at him just like "ahh".

When the noisy ones arrived, Futa slightly sharpened her eyes.

But it appears that Izna has noticed a strange situation.

He sat in the side chair of the bed and turned his back.

You don't seem to be relaxed by yourself.

I wondered if there were any sick people, and I blocked the mouth. It was completely tight.

"... is it being captured?

Well, just in case.

I see. Oh, my God. "

Izna scratches the back of her head when she feels sick.

I'm afraid I have some business to attend to, but unfortunately, this is not the end of the line for Futa right now.

Trying to decline gently - he turned to the signs that he felt next door.

When she noticed, she stared at the corona lying still.

"... ahh, it tickles...?

He took a breath.

A string in her bright red eyes.

When exercising some magic trick or analyzing something, Huta also remembered that she had these words in her eyes.

Izna said it was a mothwash that had been cleaned up by strange creatures, but Futa knew that she was indeed familiar with magic.

But that doesn't surprise me anymore.

Can you read it?

That's what Hula said, the string in the Magic Book.

It was her eyes that made me feel familiar.

Well, that's what we're talking about now, but...

And that's when Futa exhaled.

"I am picking up signs of magic. Exclude?

Eh?

In response to the unexpectedly murmuring words, Motsuke repeated pointing to Corona without any particular emotion.

"I am picking up signs of magic. Exclude?

Signs of magic. There is some sort of magic that corrupts her.

Eliminate it?

"So, can you do it?

"... I sense signs of magic. Exclude?

"Are you angry!? I won't tell you what I can't do. What does that mean?

"............ ma"

"All right, all right! Hold on a second."

It is true that it was also a feeling of straw.

"Isn't the magic from Corona?

"I wonder if the action is causing her suffering."

"Is it okay to take it off?

About 90% more than now.

"Do it!

"Masters are quicker to judge than people."

"Oh, am I being taunted?

Without expressions, I didn't even feel like I was being remembered as if I was being looked at half-eyed.

I don't mind.

If Corona is less likely to suffer, Huta thinks she should do everything she can.

Mochisuke, who had stepped forward one step earlier, had his hands in the blanket.

"Hey...."

Gosh, pepper.

The sound of your hands sticking into your clothes is obviously making Futa somehow uncomfortable.

"― ― Law analysis. Cancel execution. Identifying individual names. It is a decomposition of the applicable magic guide."

At the same time, raise your face. Light disappears from your eyes.

It's like a stained glass, but I don't know what the red string shows.

"I'm not an idiot. I get it."

"... what happened?

"If you want to do something, it won't be bad. He's an idiot, but he's a good guy."

"I'm sure you won't really let me down when I tell you to be stupid... that girl"

"... why?

Because it's for a man who doesn't understand the meaning of the word.

Nevertheless, even though the mouth is engaging in a hands-on conversation, the eyes remain close to Corona.

As if it were a "healer," the motsuke that was shining light around her abdomen would not move slightly for a while.

She looked at Corona's expression and wondered if she was all right, but she noticed something and opened her eyes.

Gradually, your rough breathing is getting ready.

It seems that the temperature of the hand that I was holding gently was only lowering in my mind.

I still have a fever and breathing is never normal.

Still, it was clear to everyone that it came a long way closer to normal.

"... the process is finished. Return to normal mode."

Yes, the bar-reading voice was finally lost from the palm of my hand.

At the same time, her eyes were alive, and the formula that had been drawn disappeared.

"... we eliminated it?

"Thank you, thank you!! I didn't suspect anything else!!

She leans her neck and dresses as if she were natural, yet has a slightly proud atmosphere.

Looking at Futa holding her hand and lowering her head as she thanked her many times, Motsuke raised her face to Izna.

"First win, Master."

"No, that's what this is about?

"Didn't I..."

Apparently he was trying to beat Futa.

I don't know why, but it doesn't matter to Futa anymore.

It's good to lose at all.

'Cause.

……

Corona's breath is that of a girl sleeping in peace and quiet.

The suffering I've just experienced is nowhere to be found.

That's enough, I've decided to thank you enough.

"Thank you... thank you"

The anomaly of accomplishing things that "healers" can't do is not visible in the eyes of Futa.

I was just a little surprised to receive that expression of gratitude.

― ― And Izna looked at the timing and asked Huta.

"By the way, that's why we're here."

"Ah, ah. Say whatever you want."

Corona's condition has calmed down.

Izna tells him that it is only natural to reward the favor.

"Mirabelle seems to have gone somewhere, don't you know?

The seeds of trouble don't stop.

"Well, I don't think His Majesty has found it, and most importantly, this time it may not be the longevity."