The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

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I know there's something I have to do, but my body is... heavy.

Everyone should have a day like that.

In my case, it would be more accurate to say "Sage Energy is out" than to say I'm particularly tired.

- Today or so, you can gobble up... that's fine.

It was yesterday that he was cursed by a dragon with severe pain and fought a death battle between living and dying.

I'm pretty sure I was exhausted, even though I managed to win thanks to everyone.

And I still had one job left.

In other words, "I'm going to return the dragon's horn" to the dragon, what a heavy afterthought.

I can also hear my mind saying let it go because it doesn't matter in the first place, but even if I leave it to Secondary or Faria, there may be more trouble.

Faria is a very dear friend to me, and even her brother, Secondia or sister, is no longer someone else but a "fellow who fought with me".

If so, you can take off one skin or so.

Besides, given the conversation with True Dragon (High Dragon), who is highly intelligent, there should be someone else qualified besides me who is a wise man... Is that a little overconfident in the boulder?

Either way, the city of Arctils, which withheld the Apologetic Festival (...) the day after tomorrow, was busy with citizens making preparations and buying out in the morning.

The view of the city from outside the window was at some point completely spring.

It seems as though it coincided with the Apology Festival, the Spring Festival, but the departure of the "Ice Wizard", like the symbol of winter, may have had symbolic significance in a dish like the turn of the season.

Iola and Lu rolled out to the city in the morning to examine the "monuments" of the Apology Festival, and Pram and Hemperoza are "finding new friends -" cheerfully going out and playing with the local kids.

Lentomia and Metius work in a laboratory (lab) to study the magic of Cuberrelia. Through a silver ring, he said, "This magic ceremony is amazing!" He talks to me in an excited mood.

Faria and Sanya will probably be returning to the "princess" at the castle, and Secondia will still be working today as a very popular clerk in the castle cafeteria.

Yesterday's intense battle was as if it were a lie, and the routine was returning.

- Whatever it is, peace... thanks.

This world is magic for demons if you step outside. Life and death are always next to each other.

After hard and unpleasant things, there is joy and pleasure. We all know that somewhere in our minds, so we live hard and cherished every day.

You will also want to dream of a world where rest will last forever without suffering, but that will be boring and no different from the days spent in eternal prison.

"Poet. Don't look like that. Move your hands."

Manuferno laughs gently, narrowing his eyes behind his round glasses and returning to the crunchy and pencil work again.

"Ooh, ooh!

And so.

I was rolling into Manuferno's room and helping him "paint a betta" for his new cartoon.

I've been too busy here to be alone with Manuferno, and it feels just right to calm my mind.

Across the street from a small desk, on a pompous cheerful day, the two of us draw cartoons in a small room.

It's a great way to have a holiday.

What I'm painting now, by the way, is a betta paint on the opening page of 'A brunette glasses man is chewing on the ears of a half elf beautiful boy'.

They say three years of beta paint (?) I think my painting skills have definitely improved in the world.

I don't mess with my normal mind, even if there's a line like, "Lame, I'm gonna feel it there."

"Mindless mindless...... Good training to calm your mind."

"Lust. You can say goodbye..."

"Who says yes"

I do react like this when I "ha-ha" my ears when I'm twisted with Lentomia...... no!

"Smile (Ugh). It's fun to be alone like this."

"Ah, ah! Right."

Somehow, I get the feeling that I'm replaying a literary youth that I couldn't fulfill. I feel like I had nothing to do with that, I feel like I had an edge... I don't really remember.

Manuferno looks at my face and zeroes a hony grin. The light sliding through the window makes loose, knitted hair shine.

Speaking of men and women who have finished the fight and made a paragraph, I mean... that's it.

Can I kiss you in a child's stream?

I haven't seen either of you.

- No. But..., suddenly it's not good?

I fix my glasses with my fingertips and think.

The atmosphere and timing are important. Suddenly targeting lips directly from the front is a foolishness. That's what amateur cherries do. No matter how close we get to each other, Butch is frightened. Psychologically, being directly in front of me is alarming. Then we should be aiming sideways. You approach from the side and subtly snatch lip painted soft lips the moment your face approaches.

Then we just have to reverse the situation of this beta paint and get close.

"Huh..."

When I stand up softly, I quickly slip myself next to Manuferno. You can call it a perfect move. And bring your face closer as you show the manuscript at hand.

That's good, me.

"It's the way I paint it here..."

"Good. Is there a problem?

Manuferno said, "Hmm?" and give him a small neck. I mock the look on that face.

"Hey, no...? No... but there is."

"What is it?

"This is what I wanted to do"

And I end up teasing right in front of you.

Feeling the warmth and fragrance up close, watching the dust gleam through the air blurry.

"Relieved. I was worried you wouldn't"

Manuferno smiles lightly.

"No, timing and all that."

"First. It's just something that will attack Gabba as soon as he comes into the room..."

"Is that what it is!?

Manuferno looking red-handed and excited holding both cheeks.

But it seemed like the same thing you were thinking about.

I blush unexpectedly, but what the girl thinks... is an eternal mystery.

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"Sounds like fun"

"Ah, Brother Gu, no! I'm wearing cookie fabric right now."

"Sage Sz"

Sage Dace.

I'm tired of painting betta, and I tried to show my face in the kitchen that leads to the living room dining room.

The others are out, and it looks like the only ones left in the hall are Riola and Spiano, and Larna.

They were now in the middle of pinching the dough to bake a lot of cookies for Apologetic Festival Day the day after tomorrow.

Riola with her hair tied in two smiles happily when she sees me and squeezes the monimoni and the fabric at hand. That look looks really fun.

On the side are Spiano and Larna, who are getting hungry, but Larna was leaning against Spiano in a way that looked like a child admiring her mother.

Apparently, I realized that women, not Iola, could be nicer. Was the disappearance of the pricks from Spiano when he was in Assassin's household a reason why Larna began to admire them?

"Sage, help me, too, sass."

A dog-eared girl offered a fabric stretching stick.

"Oh? That sounds interesting. Do you want to try?"

"Sage! Wash your hands first, Dace!

"Hmm? Right."

Larna told me and I noticed but I had ink on my hands. Wash your hands with a jab jab and flush.

"Thus......! Squeeze it!

Do-do! Do-do! and a knocking sound. Riola's fabric kneading is powerful, but I guess that makes a cosy fabric.

No, I don't know if the cookie dough needs cosi...

"Rio is powerful. I want to do Ola, but if I can, I'm going to have a baby."

Spiano stroked his stomach with a bitter smile. He'll be born in two months, and Lu doesn't seem to care either.

"Spi, don't push it, it's too early."

Riola laughs. and Larna sparkled her scarlet eyes. And

"We're going to have three safely, Dace!

"Huh...?

"The three of you... how do you know?

Riola and Spiano blinked their eyes.

"Is that...? Hmm... I think I see it, Dace."

"Haha, no more"

"Thank you. Ugh. Lana's a sweet girl."

"Eh heh, Dace"

Put your fingertips on your lips, huh? and the way she bends her eyebrows is childish and adorable, but Spiano gently stroked Larna as she thought it was a joke.

But that meant the moment I've been waiting for.

- Hyperspace slime network!

It was a connection beyond the space-time of the Slimes, which foresees even the distant past and future.

Because it means that Larna, who became a human body, regained the power she had lost and was able to connect to the network again.

- Actually, it's interesting.

With a stretching stick, I started stretching out Riola's squeezed fabric with a sea urchin.

Continued