Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

After I reconciled with my grandfather, my grandfather told me that he would talk to me.

I'm suspicious of behavior alone on the boulder, but if there was a buffer called Ruby, I would hesitate to talk to him. Around that content being a public discourse, being poorly spoken was painful. I'm still with you when I can't grasp the sense of distance.

But inside, you can tell me a bit of an interesting story. For example, stories about my father when he was little, and how busy he was growing up.

You're going to be making fun of your father because you let me talk to him about his fatherly exposure, aren't you? I'm not going to be annoying you because it's just a little annoying, is it?

Well, that mostly soothed the atmosphere, when it seemed like a grandfather and grandson relationship of something I wouldn't have until I broke it down.

"Oh, my grandfather, are you out with Ruby?

When I got myself ready to go to the Enchantress House and headed to the front door, my grandfather was standing in front of the door just as he was about to go outside. On the side, Ruby, I hold your grandfather's hand.

"Yeah! Go shopping with your uncle!

To Ruby with a grinning, loving grin, I only return "Really?"

If we even settle, we'll get along pretty well. Well, unlike me, Ruby can't wander around outside, so she'll be hungry for people.

If you're friends with your grandfather, that's superimposed on each other.

The way your grandfather and grandson hold hands is a smile, and if you stick your lips together, you shape the grin.

"You shouldn't have said anything too expensive to me, right? And the children and the elderly are not the only ones in danger, so the escort must be taken."

"Huh? My sister's going, too, right?

"I didn't hear that."

Ruby, you know I've been trying to get to work now, right?... Well, I'm part-time, and Cecil has advised me that I shouldn't come here often until my unwanted rumors have settled.

It's a hassle, you think you have to say something so much just to be a little different from a fool? Besides, you can be targeted in many ways because you're in a position. I've grown enough to defend myself.

"... Lisbeth too, you want to go?

"Well, should I stop by on my way home? You can take your job back tomorrow."

"Work?"

"I work part-time or as an assistant at the Magic Institute."

Apparently, your grandfather didn't know I worked at the Magic Inn, and he's blinking the same red ball eyes as his father.

Then you turn your gaze to me, into an eye that contains something a little bitter.

"... you look just like your mother"

"Thank you for that"

It's the finest compliment for me, so let me give you a smile back.

Because of this, it's not like your grandfather and your mother are still not close.

"Oh, I didn't care at all," my mother replied firmly to her grandfather, who had been prompted by Ruby to go see her mother and apologized to her after all.

Mother's vessels are too spacious, except for father-related ones. If your father is going to get laid by a woman, he will be waiting for a sermon course in his room with a smile on his face.

I'm not jealous, but I obstinate when I get overly sticky. It's also a lovely place for my mother.

"... in the end, are you going"

"Then let me be sweet with your words. If only I could escort you."

Jill, my escort, is a little ahead of the castle in connection with the title. I didn't tell Jill to go outside today in the first place... well, let's do something sorry later.

Lack of crisis management skills is sure to piss me off, but I was wondering if it would be better than getting Ruby and your grandfather out there together.

"Can you?"

"I'm usually the one who does, but I can do about that in self-defense. I'm pretty strong, aren't I?

If you mean it, you'll be able to attack the country, but you're not going to do that, are you?

It's too powerful a force for self-defense, but, well, you can practice control properly, and you can do it as long as you protect both of us.

But just in case... I'll call you back when I'm ready to get mad.

I got a subtle, untrustworthy look at me, but I looked like this and I'm a little strong, so it's okay, I said.

Well, when it comes to going out with your grandfather, he didn't have a destination.

Watch the streets of downtown, buy a little food and watch groceries. Ruby has sparkled her eyes because she has little or no time to go out.

Your grandfather can do that to Ruby. When I noticed my gaze, I squeezed my face in embarrassment, but I ended up in the circle of being able to. It's a secret that I thought you were a little cute.

"Mr. Elsa, it's been a while."

We've been out of town anyway, and we haven't been to many shops lately. Your grandfather looked subtly sinister as he found out where he was going on the road.

When the bell attached to the door makes a distinctive noise, Elsa, who was in the back, hoists her mouth angle towards this direction.

I'm surprised at the beauty that never changes when I look at it, but I'm deciding to think of Mr. Elsa as this kind of person. Because I perceive Mr. Elsa's age story to be taboo enough to treat his father like a boy.

"Oh, lady and boy... Roberto, it's you"

"Well, you're as young as ever."

"You're very old."

... Is that, do you know your grandfather? Or, Ning Ro...... Elsa has an older vibe? Your grandfather should be in his mid sixties or late.

On top of that, I gaze from the top on or above your grandfather. Who the hell is Elsa, who treats his grandfather with such an attitude, assuming he was a former Adelsian principals and was in quite a position in the House of Mages?

"Sister, what about this sister?

Ruby never brought him here, so you look strange. And the choice of that word can only be described as Nice. Elsa's face remains soft.

Sometimes I have a kid who can't read the air and tells a woman about her aunt or something, but the air freezes half the time. I'm glad Ruby doesn't want to be like that.

"Oh, you have eyes to see. I don't think I'm pulling your blood."

"Funny Woman Fox"

Shut up, kid.

What the hell is Mr. Elsa who can treat your grandfather like a child?

"... what does Boya want? Grandpa said he'd buy it for me."

"Who's your grandfather! Don't talk to me like that!

"You're a narrow-minded man. Why don't you buy it for your grandson?

"Grandfather, I'm bringing you the right money, and I'll pay for it, right?

My grandfather paid for it on the road, so this is where I want to pay for the boulder. I was planning to come here once, and I got paid pretty well and I get paid in the meantime, so there's plenty of room.

So I won't burden your grandfather, and when I smile with my neck tilted, for some reason, Mr. Elsa laughs slightly.

"My lady has a bigger vessel. Poor old man."

"Gu... choose what you like"

Oh, that's the way you flirt.

He seems to have hit a steep spot with great effect on his grandfather, who seems to have high pride, encouraging Ruby even though he lets his temples flash for a moment.

It seems to be a good idea to spoil Ruby, but it seems that listening to Mr. Elsa is a handicap. Keep it to yourself that you're already dancing on your hands.

Looks like Ruby noticed a fight under the water like that...... but it seems like a nasty face that matters to me. Around my grandfather's offer, I feel like there is a slightly more and more rustic element.

"Um, I want the power to protect your sister!

I doubted Ruby for a moment. It was my fault. Ruby was an angel, as always.

A soft smile at Ruby looking up at Mr. Elsa with a look of anticipation for a loving smile, and whether Mr. Elsa has also been spared the evil. It seems like my child-loving hasn't changed for a long time.

"Oh well... well, I can't give you the strength, but I wonder if I can give you the means to gain it. Here."

"... this, what?

One book I brought flying by magic to meet Ruby's expectations. I know it's a heavy cover made of some animal skin.

I got a polite fitting. It doesn't say the title to it, just in the form of a lock that can be hung, with a lock on it.

"This is a book that demonstrates witchcraft commensurate with the abilities of its owners."

"... why is the Magic Book (Grimoire) in the store? This is a very rare thing."

Magic Book (Grimoire). It's a blank book. It is a substitute for the powerful recognised to manifest the magic they desire.

It's definitely as tightly stored as a book in the Magic Inn, and it's of high rare value. It's just excellent as a dictionary. If a powerful man wishes, he will see some magic.

Well, there's a rumor that he's alive, and if he can't admit it, it seems like it's just a blank book. Something with the mysterious feature that even if it's taken away, it comes back to the owner.

I've never seen it before either, but as far as the characteristics are concerned, it just seems like a magic book (Grimore). The magic reaction is strong, and I don't think Mr. Elsa will let a fake child grasp it.

But it's too expensive or too precious to believe.

"Well, it's the producer himself."

"... Huh?

Wait, wait, wait. I think they just said something even more amazing. A magic book (Grimoire) is limited in number because there is only a very small number of producers that can exist, and because it has deteriorated over the years or ceased to be a war. No one can reproduce it in modern times.

... The Book of Magic (Grimoire) was born long before your grandfather was born. Mr. Elsa doesn't look youthful or anything like that. It won't be that dimension, will it?

Finally, it became a problem before Mr. Elsa's age and all that.

"Do you want power?

"Yeah. But I want to be strong myself"

"Right. Then you'll want to entrust it to the mistress. 'Cause the harder you try, the harder this kid responds."

"Can you be strong if you work hard?

"Oh. If you're a boy, you don't seem to drown in power, so let's do it."

I'm glad to see Ruby grow up, but Mr. Elsa's handing it over a lot too much, isn't he? From time to time Elsa gave me cheap or free...... no, I was bored, but I ended up getting cheap.

If Mr. Elsa's words are true, this is a very expensive substitute. Even if it's nothing from the producer himself, it's very valuable from others.

"... such a precious thing, do you mind? Maybe you can't pay for it."

"Hmm? I like to see fun and growth. For me, I can't help but enjoy watching people move."

"... thank you"

Children don't have to worry about that. They're about to tell me that even though I'm an adult, and it's complicated, I'll honestly accept the generosity. He said he had a look on his face and added, "From what I can tell, he's just a kid."

"You gave me something decent."

"You seem like an honest, good kid, unlike you.... use it with the lady."

"Yeah!"

To your grandfather a spicy Mr. Elsa, to Ruby a gentle grin and drop the key on Ruby's palm. Then throw the keys at me, too.

… May I also be authorized to use it?

"... you two have possessors or something?

"It's okay, because I admitted it."

"Appropriate…"

I received it with regret and was determined to use it with care.

After I left Mr. Elsa's shop and hung out, they both followed me when I said I wanted to stop by the castle before I left. Well, I was an escort this time, too, and I didn't think it was a good idea to leave.

Ruby has a nose song about whether or not she can see you, Cecil, and I'm cuddling the book I got in her hand.

Though I'm smiling like a child who got a new toy, I'm whimpering because the toy is a dangerous substitute depending on its rare value and usage.

Because of this, your grandfather seems a little lonely without holding hands because of the book. Hopefully the loneliness will fade a little because I'm holding back instead.

Though two outsiders are included, the son of the head of the Enchantress House and the parent of the head of the former Enchantress House are not completely outsiders, and my facepath works. I feel my gaze a lot after the demon crusade, but in the direction of thru.

"Liz, what do you want me to do with Ruby..., hmm?

Cecil, you and I in the lab...... Oh, Jill may not be officially assigned. And my father has been using me lately.

Of course, I can only get you out of the escort when I'm under your protection, Cecil, but you don't want to leave me. But I don't hate being given a job by my father. I'm moving on and doing it, pretty desperate.

That's why I've been alone in the lab a lot lately, and Cecil was alone in the lab where I wasn't.

You noticed me walking into the room, Cecil, and you looked up from the book, a little suspicious. Obviously, I'm bringing someone I don't know.

"Ah, Mr. Cecil. Uh, this is my grandfather."

"... is it the former owner?... Shh."

You twisted your face subtly, Cecil, one cough. Then I got up from my chair, in front of your grandfather.

"I'll be the first to see you, my name is Cecil-Steinbert. Your grandson always takes care of you."

Who is it, and I'm not the only one who seems to want to doubt it for a moment. Ruby was looking up to you, too, Cecil.

I understand the logic. Cecil, you're like my boss, and you have a position where the former owner has no authority.

But Cecil, you're fresh or uncomfortable inside, because you use it in my body, too.

"... Steinbert's kid"

"We're good friends, I'll tell you what"

Your grandfather's anxiety element can only be removed first.

Because Steinbert is not supposed to get along modestly with Adelchan. The next generation... Well, we're getting along pretty well in our generation, so I don't think it's going to be that bad from now on.

When you smile with the meaning of okay, you untie the strong strengths on your face that were slightly seen if your grandfather also figured it out.

"... this is where my grandchildren are always taken care of"

"Terrible. She's doing a very fine job."

"... Cecil, you're wearing a cat."

"My brother."

Oh, my temple just hit me.

Now that you've come to instruct me to "shut up you guys" with your eyes, Ruby, let's keep our mouths chucked.

"For what purpose today?

"It doesn't have to be such a hard word. It's not a vegetable."

Apparently your grandfather knew that, too, and Cecil tells me you don't have to worry about your language.

"There you go."

"It's weird. You have to respect it at first sight.... because this is a good way to talk?

"Never mind, he's retired."

Don't worry so much, Cecil. You seem to be feeling a lot easier.

I don't know, Cecil. You're a good place kid, so you're educated to some extent, and they've been educated on succession lately, so you're right to be polite. It's an amazing growth from old ramblings, but to be honest, Cecil, my mouth is more like you and I personally like it. Because it's only uncomfortable.

"Brother, look, look, I got a book. This is it. It's my sister!

I'm showing off my grumpy Ruby, the Magic Book (Grimoire), with the positive element of you, Cecil, to the Magic House, which barely comes after receiving a gift.

Ruby, Cecil, it's good because it's you, but please don't show that to anyone else, because it's very valuable.

"Hmm?... Hey Liz"

"... uh, I didn't steal it from the library, did I?

"Where did you get this? It's a small number, so I'll keep it as soon as I find it."

"You said you gave it to someone you know..."

For a long time, Mr. Elsa has been out on the kids. It's sweet, isn't it? Looks like Jill played enough pranks to keep him on guard all the time when he was little.

"Where have you been sleeping with perfect preservation and no deterioration..."

"The producer's bookshelf, is it?"

"What?"

"Well, I'll talk to you around there after all. Don't you dare keep this to yourself, because I want to avoid extra squabbling and fighting."

It was given to me only as an addition to Ruby, so I think I should give it to someone else... Cecil, I think it would be better to give it to Cecil than me.

If you find it, you'll have to strictly punish the library, or... well, I'm told it'll come back to its owner, but I'm not sure, and you think someone will show up trying to force you to take it away from Ruby, right? I would repel my family and Cecil if you were here, but Ruby can't handle it alone if they attack me when I'm not here.

"... is it that important?

"Oh. So why don't you show it to me besides us?"

"The three himitsu?

"Don't forget your grandfather, Ruby"

There you go, grandfather. You must be a little squishy.

"Four himitsu, then!

... I don't know what to do with your fathers' report, but I can't believe it. Let's do this now. I'll sneak up on you later. Let me make you a book cover in camouflage.

Mr. Cecil, who is grinning at Ruby for sharing secrets, seems to smile even though he says he has no choice. I think it's been a long time since I've been round.

"... that's a big difference."

"The one?

My grandfather, who was looking at you like that, Porsche.

I don't know who he's referring to, Cecil, but it also seems like he's comparing to seeing someone through you.

"It's Georg's stupidity. Either way, you look like Velph."

"Me?

"Oh, it's just like the old Velph."

Your grandfather said, Cecil, that you are not like the late Guidor Georg, and you look like your father. Speaking of which, my mother also said, "Cecil, you look like an old Velph".

My mother says we've been dating for a long time, so there must be no mistake. I don't know where, but I don't know how Ruby drowned.

"... surely Ruby's drowning..."

"You're kidding me. Who's with such a pro idiot?"

"My mother said that only people like that would be lovers, wives, and fathers."

At first he said his father was also a mouthless and cold person, but gradually he softened up and now he's like that.... I mean, Cecil, you'd be like that if your wife could... I can't imagine.

Cecil, you're subtly distorting your face and pushing it silently, but you're squeaking in dissatisfaction with the little "Will they let you go with that?" As head of the Magic Institute, I'm excellent, and from my point of view, I'm an ideal parent enough, Cecil, but I guess you have a strong image of a pro-food.

As I predict, Cecil, if you had a child, I'm sure you'd be in trouble. I would understand if I watched Ruby drown.

"... Georg is a fool too, pounding on the royal family, etc."

"Shit,... were you close to my grandfather?

Cecil, it was a terrible way to call me now. Well, they didn't like it or treat it uselessly, so I don't know what else to do with it.

"A former colleague."

"... to the point of becoming. What was he like?"

"You're stubborn."

"I don't think your grandfather lost, either."

Although it's a little rounded now, you used to be pretty stubborn, Grandfather.

You understand that in person, too, and you're floating on the tannic side.

"I'm stubborner than I am,... I used to be a guy that people liked"

"Huh."

"Impossible."

"Mr. Cecil, it's true."

I hate mentor Georg, Cecil. You couldn't seem to think of the sight of that mentor Georg being liked, and his face is cramped. Well, I can't imagine that feeling either, so I can't say anything, Cecil, but it's not as good as yours.

Your grandfather also smiles zero bitterness and sees far away to his thoughts.

"You can't imagine. But he was a man who had a core and never retired to his predicament.... really, he's a stupid guy"

The last word is, I think I'm lonely somewhere and my voice is a little damp. There was a feeling of panacea, a grunt.

... a colleague, your grandfather said, but if you think about your position and change the way you say it, you may have been like a rival.

Age wouldn't have changed that way, and the house wasn't close, but... maybe they were the ones who were mutually incisive and brushing their arms?

There's no more mentor Georg. On the contrary, it is inherently enough to give a name.

He was decapitated for state treason, someone who has already been erased from Steinbert's lineage map.

Still, your grandfather talks about the person with a little sadness. I'm sure he was watching a mentor we didn't know.

"... I don't know, when I get older, I just think back to the old days. … Shall we go home, both of us"

My grandfather soothes the conspicuous face of wrinkles as if to shake off the dark atmosphere and offers his hands with hesitation to Ruby and me. Ruby seems to have decided to hold the book with one hand, putting her little palm on her grandfather's thin finger.

I'll hold the other hand.

"Big brother Cecil."

I also smile and gently wave as Ruby embarrasses herself to shake every palm she grips. Cecil, I wonder if we look like good grandfathers and grandchildren.

Cecil, you loosened your cheeks to our appearance and waved back to me, "See you later."