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

A lively dinner began as we surrounded the table with the family.

Outside the window it is completely dark and the living room dining room is lit with perfumed oil lamps.

Sitting on each of the chairs at the long table, he talks about the events of the day as he dines, and a busy moment passes.

You didn't forget your promise to me.

Hemperoza stares at me as I wrap the meat in bread flour and eat the fried fries.

"Of course I did. Let's continue our magic studies for an hour after meals."

"An hour is a long time."

"How long has it been?"

"'Cause you take a bath, you take care of your hair for the plum, you're busy at night."

"Then maybe half an hour..."

When they say that, I tone it down, too.

"Sage, isn't there some magic you can remember a little easier?

I whirl the meat with a fork, and say it sounds tedious.

"Are you me? I know how it feels, but I can't remember magic when it's easier."

I know you say it while I'm at it, but majesty is important here.

"Just kidding."

"Damn."

The boulder is my disciple. The idea is somewhat similar. But as a teacher and a substitute adult, I need precise instruction.

"Let's study the corners on the rabbit and the magic basics after meals. Sometimes it's better if you try."

"A good thing?

Students don't follow you just because you're tough. I also need munchies and candy. I've eaten Hemperoza fast as well.

"Right...... Like me and Hemperoza, you want me to think about a new kind of collaborative magic?

"Two collaborative magic?

"Yes, like me and Lentomia, it's like Precision Induction Striker."

"A little bit of a bond between me and my mentor?

"Well, you know what?"

"... right. Another reward would be nice. Clothes and accessories."

"You're giving too much just because you studied"

"Mmm?

Hemperoza blinks her black eyes once and thinks a little.

"For example, how about this?"

"To?

"First Hempero grows' Sprinkling Magic (Shrub Garden) 'to blossom from all directions. I think my mucus magic sprays out of the flowers..."

"What a disgusting collaboration!? Poor thing doesn't ruin it."

The magic of a mentor, combined with short- and medium-range attacks. I think the idea of "full range attack (all-range)" from all directions is pretty good...

"Ha, well, let's think together there"

"I had no choice."

It's a bitter Hempero, but I seem excited to think about it with you.

Now, across the street, Riola is listening to something from Spiano with a serious face.

"Here... it's ssss"

"I see."

Occasionally, Dog-Eared Mom's Spiano moves her arms shruggedly to teach her something like "what to do when assembled". I decide my arm, I aim at my abdomen, and I hear a blow or something.

Please, I don't want you to fortify Riola any more.

At the edge of the table, Manuferno and Luroni struggle against four kids who eat rice with tremendous momentum.

You behave well because you are well-groomed, but have an amazing appetite. Flatten the dishes on the plate in no time. This is going to get bigger and bigger.

Next to me and Hempero were having a conversation, Pram and Rana are having some kind of conversation with Peppa about the taste of meat and what's going on in the school building.

Plum has her semi-long hair halfway up, with a slightly sisterly side.

"Plum, when you're done with your bath, you're going to have the manu continue to treat your wings in the upstairs room."

"Yes, sir."

The plum blades, injured by the commotion of Loudens, are difficult to heal naturally. Little by little, I get sutured and treated with the magic of Manuferno.

"Is Larna good with you, Dace?

"Sure, I'll sleep with you tonight."

"Happy Day"

If you hear you're going to sleep with Larna in your arms, it sounds pretty criminal there, but it's okay. Family miscellaneous fish sleeps because they are alongside the manuferno. There's nothing wrong with that.

"Pram will sleep with you, too."

"Fine, but it's narrow..."

"Eh heh."

It was after the incident of Ms Robery disappearing, or I was in the mood to stay with her for a bit. I may be rested, but I didn't want to leave.

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In the end, I was the one who got kicked off the narrow bunk (bed) by a poor sleeping pram.

The morning after I woke up surrounded by museum slime on the floor.

I received news of a new incident (...).

Continued