Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

Jill squeezed me, and Cecil and I headed to the training room again the next day. For this reason he lent me another day of bed, I feel a little softer in my attitude.

"Cecil, let's put the experiment behind us today."

"What?"

I would have felt it thin, but still, Cecil, you look surprised. 'Cause you and I came to the training room, right? I can't experiment without someone else.

The training room we were in was a little blurry, and there were magic claw marks on it. Seeing the peeled tiles scattered, Cecil, you lay your eyes down a little.

"Today, Cecil, I'd like to give you a special training in your magic."

"Ha,... ha!?

When I told Cecil what you were doing today without question, Cecil peeled her eyes off and then glanced at her. Cecil, I know how you feel, if you let sorcery run wild yesterday and yet the victim tells you about special training in sorcery or something.

But I'm not going to molest or laugh at his trauma. I have my own ideas. Even if that was short notice.

"... you, you just got hurt last time"

"Right. But now's your chance, right? In the meantime, you have to wear it before you forget what it feels like to be able to control it."

The rampage in the meantime, with my help, ended up being under your control, Cecil. I think that if you get used to it, you'll probably be able to control it from now on.

"Besides, Cecil, I kind of figured you out. And why the controls don't work."

"... eh"

"... Cecil, if you don't like me, I won't force you. But, Cecil, if you're good, I'll do everything I can to help."

This can only be left to his discretion. Control of witchcraft is what you do, Cecil, so I won't let you unless you want to. As far as I'm concerned, I think it's better to train them for the future.

What do you say? and peeking into his face and inquiring, Cecil you were staring at this side and frowning...... eventually nodding.

Cecil, I guess you didn't think you should stay like this either, or I don't think you would have accepted my suggestion. Because they don't like it at all.

But I also have a relatively softer attitude than when we first met. Because the tongue-in-cheek of the encounter is gone.

"Then let's get on with it. Well, in controlling magic, Cecil, I realized you were a little bit specific."

"... specific qualities?

"Yes. Mr. Cecil, I have a density of magic more than people. It's compressed all the time."

Cecil, were you aware or not, doubtful eyes?

"It seems to work tremendously in a small amount, so when you use magic in a normal amount, it went wild."

If it's plain to say, let's say there was an aqueduct. If you pour one water there, you can get it across and make it work. But Cecil, you're the owner of compressed water, and you're going to be flushing one, and as a result, you're flushing two or three, causing a flood.

I can increase the capacity of that waterway itself if I get used to it, but I can't do that because I don't even have the first control.

Then the solution is simple, you just need to flow less. That's why I train because it's not easy.

"So Cecil, I ask you to remember to save. It's more of an addition or a subtraction than a savings. At first I dilute my magic, so I hope you can gradually control it."

That's about it for the explanation, and I'll definitely hold your hand, Cecil. I was listening to you, Cecil. I hear you were surprised by my behavior, and I tried to wave away disgustingly... but I won't let you go. 'Cause I can't transfer magic without sticking around.

"If you don't like to hold hands, you'll hold them, won't you?

"... good with your hands"

Nothing. Do you mind if I do? and raise the corner of your mouth to me, Cecil, you pull your cheeks and shake my hand back. I'd be shocked if you didn't like me that much, but I'll keep my grievances to myself.

Via a a sticky palm, I pour my magic on you, Cecil. Adjust the concentration. Cecil in a magical MAX state on a boulder. If I wanted to lower you to the concentration of the average person, even my full strength would be impossible.

So I dilute it to the critical extent that I think I can handle it. You'll manage to control it if it's about 50% more normal.

"... warm"

"Really? Is it because you're running magic?"

"... there's a tremendous amount coming, I think"

"Because it's hard to control if you don't get this far. Cecil, when you have some control, we'll gradually increase the concentration."

Please allow me to control this as quickly as possible because I'm tired, and I'll ask you to let go of my hand slowly. I'm going to dilute it thoroughly, so maybe you can control it, Cecil.

"Please use duly weak magic. Oh, the amount of magic is small. Please reduce it by about 40%."

"... really, do you"

"You said it out of yourself, it's okay, because I'll turn it off if I have to"

I've diluted my magic powers, and if you used less powerful ones with less magic, I can deal with them adequately. It would be better if it had an adult attached, because Cecil surely doesn't like you.

Good luck, and make a fist for me to support you, Cecil. You bit your lips and started putting magic through the surgery. Slowly, carefully.

I guess the slightest sway in the flow from me is still fear of a rampage. I don't know what to do if I run wild again, I think I'm full of that feeling.

I turn quietly behind you, Cecil, and I give you a gentle hug so you don't get too excited.

"It's okay, I'm not scared."

Whisper gently and wrap your hands again. I won't help him with the controls yet, but if I fail, I will certainly go in for assistance. This is to calm him down.

Cecil, you're surprised by the sudden behavior, but after a short lean down, take a deep breath and start aligning the magic currents.... Oh, you're all right now.

Pan, and Cecil, a water polo falls at the end of your gaze, and you can play it on the ground. It's simple magic, but that's certainly a sign of success.

"... well done"

Loosen your cheeks and praise honestly, Cecil, you replied "Oh" to bite the joy as it was held by me.

"Oh, yeah. I'd like to ask you a few questions."

Relax next door, Cecil, because he hated me for staying with him on the boulder. I'll watch you, and I'll say something that bothers you.

"After all, do you still hate my business?

Though I have spoken for myself, Cecil, I am sure that the Word of Jesus will never return with your sincerity.

The sight has been somewhat gentler than it was in the beginning, and the words are stabbing, but the hostility is somewhat soothing. If you hate me in the first place, you won't let me talk to you or hold you honestly.

Cecil, you blink, you look at this side, you frown subtly, and then you look away. It would have been completely ignored or an instant answer if it had been a long time ago, so it could be called progress.

"... I was annoyed"

"Really? Where exactly?

"... a blessing. Because I have what I want and that seems natural"

After all, in terms of hating it there, it must have also been in terms of hurting it. I gave priority to my convenience in a short time.

"... I've been weird and smart since I was a little girl. Creepy from around you, rambling magic, hurting people. My father and grandfather neglected me."

... Oh, and that's where I realized who my weird emotions were so far.

I've seen it somewhere before, and when I first saw it, I felt that kind of vision.

That was my future, wasn't it? It overlapped with what I was like to be honest but therefore persecuted.

I was blessed. I was obviously thinking about not being a child. Around accepting me. There was someone who loved me. There was someone there who would accept me.

That's all the difference, me and him, walked in a different future.

"I thought you were one of a kind... and you laughed naggingly, and you looked happy. It upset me."

"... Cecil, you had those eyes on me with that."

He snorted and I kind of figured it out.

... Cecil, why did you think you were the only one? In the same position, under the same conditions. And yet I treated it differently and had different abilities, so that's what I resented. That would be natural, I think I was jealous too if I were in the opposite position.

It's just an annoying story to me when I've been moved into action, and although it's usually a little hard to see injuries and painful eyes. Jill didn't have to be so angry either.

"... you're crazy. Normally, I'm in a position to get beaten up, because I've been hurting you. You can blame me."

"Ya, I'm not going to blame you..."

"Because it's good"

"... ugh. It's true that I saw painful eyes...... Then I blame you, but the cuts hurt a lot."

"... ugh,"

"They'll ignore you, they'll tongue you, they'll put you to sleep on the couch. It's also bad that my father didn't arrange this place. And the sorcery storm, if you'd been honest with me, wouldn't have let me use the sorcery, would it?

"... really bad"

I know it's pretty unreasonable when I think about what has been done, but now it is. I can't say anything because my father is also my father...... no.

Cecil, you're not angry with yourself, are you? Not really. You're seriously reflecting on me, and even if you blame me, you'll just snap. Cecil is in trouble when you blame him for attempted murder or something.

"Hmm... then I'll lend you one now"

I grin and hold my fist because you seemed so sorry, Cecil. I dropped the fist I made as it was on the top of my head and fisted your stone head, Cecil.

I hit him. This one hurt plain too, Cecil, but you're Cecil. You're black-and-white on sudden pain with Cecil.

"Now I will chara the matter of ignorance and stare. I'll lend you the dying case. Please return it with interest in the future."

I'm not gonna let you step down, am I? And I laugh and put my index finger on my lips, Cecil, and you've come to look at the impossible. Then, sigh.

"... you're sweet, you"

"It's often said"

"... and the future means getting involved with you."

"That's what happens."

Nice to meet you. and tilting his neck with a smile, Cecil, you snorted reluctantly, too. Is this to say that we are getting along?... Well, good or reconciled, so let's say good.