The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

When you open the lid, the wood on the ceiling that you see there enters your sight.

Move only the neck and check the handmade clock just made in class.

(It's only 6: 00. It was my last holiday......)

My usual habits were horrible, and I was waking up on time.

Wearing a futon and closing your eyelids tightly never makes you sleepy.

"Ah, already!

If you can't sleep, you have no choice. I jump out of bed and when I get dressed I head to the first floor.

"Uh, good morning."

Teresa, who was on the table with a relaxed voice, was waving both hands with the boom.

Good smell of drifting meat from the kitchen. Cliff and Eight are on duty for breakfast today. The fragrant smell of this unique shoga and shoyu. Cliff's specialty dish this morning - Grilled Horned Pork Shoga.

Incidentally, the ingredients and spices of the Sagami Chamber of Commerce are delivered to the dormitories of Mia and the others every morning at 6: 00 a.m., and the day's duty is to receive and cook.

This shoga and shoyu are spices independently developed by the Sagami Chamber of Commerce, and the shoga grill of a corner pig is one of the dishes scattered and beaten from the chief chef chef of the [silver knife] in one quest.

Especially in Class G, Cliff's shoga grill is so delicious that his cheeks fall off.

"Good morning."

I greet Pruitt and Teresa, who are already seated, and Mia also lowers her back to the chair.

"In the end, even though it's a holiday, we all get together at this hour every morning."

"Really?"

I agreed with Pruitt groaning with his cheek cane and was thinking about Boo and his vacation of the day.

At present, the finished dishes are being transported to the table and everyone is eating breakfast.

"So? This is the last time I'm off, what are we all going to do?

To Pruitt's casual question, we had thought about it for a while,

"If you ask me, you have nothing else to do."

Respond even as Cliff cleverly carries the dish to his mouth with chopsticks.

"Yeah, me."

"Me, too."

"Is Mia at your mother's?

"Yeah. That's enough of your mother."

Mia's mother assured me that the illness was now perfectly cured and that there would be no more farewell to her life.

Besides, they've had good people lately, and they live together in the central district of Empire City. They forgot such a shitty man. I think it's a good trend, and I don't want Mia disturbing my mother's happiness any more. That's why I decided not to see him for the time being.

"What, so, after all, you don't have any plans?"

Like a shudder, Pruitt clasps his shoulders.

"That would be the same for you"

To Cliff's clinging,

"Must be."

I nodded softly at myself.

"Well, why don't we move on to the example today? We're a month away from the exam, and at our current pace, we're running out of time."

"Um, sure. I don't have anything to do with it anyway, so why don't you? How about you guys?

Since Pruitt has confirmed Gurli and everyone's will in Theresa's words,

"Mia agrees."

Agree immediately.

Yes. The time limit for Mia and the others' plans is until the end of the exam. We have little time left.

"I agree with you basically, but how do we get to Straheim? There's no teacher today."

Eight is right. It is impossible to go to Straheim without the frivolous power of Dr. Syllabe and his disciples.

And today the teacher is not in this imperial capital. I have a few disciples, but they will never allow me to transfer without my teacher's permission.

"In that regard, don't worry. I had something I wanted in Straheim, and I was going anyway."

"Exactly, the means to get there is a problem."

To Cliff's ultimate and utter opinion,

"I have an idea."

Pruitt grins as if the prankster succeeded in his best trap.

"You're not thinking about it again."

Cliff stops the spoon pounding the soup and raises his half-eyed voice.

"Terrible. It's a legitimate deal."

Well, it's generally predictable. There's only one Sagami Chamber of Commerce official in this Fourth District Rise who's likely to take care of the deal.

"Well, let's eat fast and go to the labyrinth! I have magic I want to try!

"Omae, after all, that's what this is all about..."

Putting a plute in sight that exhales as loud as the bottom of his heart is fed up, naturally a grin leaks out of Mia's mouth.

"Mia, what's so funny?

"Hmm... I'm so happy"

"Same old, weird guy"

Cliff also starts to move the spoon when he vomits his usual poisonous tongue.

A soothing table to eat. And the gentle feeling of the morning sun plugging through the windowsills of the building that we all renovated. Mia seemed to have regained what she had long lost, and Mia felt certain happiness at this time.