Chiaran in plain clothes is looking at me with his eyes open as he opens his book to a simple desk.
Transferred to Chiaran, Success!! But I'm alone!?
"What!? Max!?"
Even if you look around in a hurry, there is only Chiaran here.
Yeah!? Where's Max!? Somewhere off!!? That was a bloody relief.
"Chiaran, lend me some magic!!
I was surprised at my sudden intrusion, and without explanation, Chiaran grabbed his hand in a hurry.
Search with Clairvoyant Magic. I think he left me alone in my room. I'm glad you're okay for now.
"--Oh, thank goodness....."
"Are you practicing magic now?
Chiaran laughs at me with his chest down.
"Yeah, I'm sorry for the sudden. I knew that there were no other people. The truth is, I was supposed to bring Max the Magic Original with me."
"Ah, maybe he was hit by this space. We choose who gets in here."
Chiaran explains. Sure, it was a strange space, not a room.
I feel something in common with the protective stone storage that was found in the big trees in the Fahn forest. The pressure is much lower than that, or I feel that the discomfort is weaker. Maybe the flow of time doesn't change that much. It should be easier when you get out.
"What are you doing here?
I looked around and asked Chiaran.
"This is Galatea's space, too. Just like this red stone."
Chiaran showed the red protective stone beside the old book. The one I gave you yesterday.
"Oh, so Chiaran knew all about it yesterday."
Convince while sending a gaze to the book. After all, some information was passed on to the royal family. Just like I found Demetria's book, Chiaran also had something from Galatea.
"I was the only one who got in here, so nobody else knew. You're the second."
"Okay. You don't have to say anything else."
I swallowed and nodded immediately. The point is, it's the same as Demetria's manual. It's just me and Isaac. The translation I summarized may be in Isaac's discretion, but the original is completely confidential.
"By the way, Gladys. Are we done here?
Chiaran asks me if I'm convinced. I followed the gaze and noticed that I was holding Chiaran's hand with both hands. Somehow I felt embarrassed and let go.
"Ah, oh, sorry. Thank you."
"It seems that using magic requires direct contact with magicians. The magic was just pulled out."
Leaving it alone, Chiaran thought a little more and more.
"It's good to practice, but do you have a plan for the future? Anyway, it's about you, so you're floating on your first magic trick, and for now, you don't really think ahead, do you?
I'm going to be a little rude. But if you think about it, maybe there's nothing you can do to correct it.
"Thinking"
A modest rebellion. Right now! I won't say anything extra, but I'm sure they've spotted us.
"What do you think of Chiaran?
Try returning the question with a question, inside, oh, this is it! I don't think so. Somehow, I didn't have a very close partner. I think Chiaran is a very reliable person who understands the situation deeply and thinks a lot about it.
"You still know only me and Maximilian magic, don't you?
"Yeah."
"For the time being, it would be better to keep things as they are. You should keep it as a trump card in the worst case scenario and disguise it as a wind that magic can never be used in everyday life."
"Yeah, why!? So, you're hiding metastases and special technology, but you're hiding it from the normal ones?
I thought you didn't have to be so vigilant if it's a commonly used level. I am a little dissatisfied because of this.
Chiaran answered naturally.
"The weaknesses are too clear. It's easy for malicious people to take action if they infer that they're using it badly."
The point didn't make any noise. Exactly. That's the status of the kidnapping. If there's no magic around, there's nothing you can do after all.
When I do magic, I have to be in touch with someone. It's too unnatural. I'm sure they'll find out soon, even if it's not Chiaran.
Hah, that's disappointing. After all, is a magical girl a hiding force?
"And then there's metamorphosis, but if you're forced to use it, you'll definitely have to be careful because you're mistaken for Grace."
"Ah!?
There was even more chase, and I felt relieved.
Oops, that's right!? If I use even metastasis magic on this face, I think so, too. Unless you know him, he won't even listen to his excuses and he's going to attack you.
"Well, it's useful to keep it handy, so keep your training secret. I'm not going to be able to help much."
Chiaran managed to console me with a visual shock. And unexpectedly uncooperative. Of course, I don't think I can make an opportunity for the prince to be alone at his convenience.
What do you want me to do now, after all this reality...?
There was a little resentment, and Chiaran pointed to the book at hand to distract me.
"Do you want to read it too?
I also lose sight of what Galatea left behind.
"Nh... I'll stop."
I thought about it a little and said no. I'm interested. It may also be helpful in the future.
But I found out about yesterday. What you really need to do is come down when you need it. I don't think it's necessary to incorporate any more information. Even though it carries three lives, I don't want to add more and more memories of my previous life.
Above all, there are certain predictions. Shortly after we met, Chiaran told us about the episode of the (...) object (...) body (...) of the Galatea example. She said something about her ancestors' diary, but that's definitely the source. I definitely don't want to read.
"I see....."
Chiaran laughed bitterly but had nothing more to recommend.
"Besides, is Maximilian okay? You're the only one who's gone. You're worried.
"--ahh...."
When asked, I remember for the first time.
When I was told never to leave it, I left it brilliantly. And now you're definitely freaking out.
"I'm sorry, I'm leaving. Can you split the magic?
"Ah. Should I hold hands?
Chiaran stood up against me.
"Ah, in this case...."
- Is that it?
When I stood in front of him, I hesitated to reach out. I've only seen uniforms and gymnastics clothes these days, so it seems strange to have rough personal clothes.
"What's wrong?
"Nah, nothing."
He shook his neck in panic at Chiaran with a suspicious expression, and immediately pressed both his palms against Chiaran's chest.
"Bye, Chiaran. See you tomorrow."
"Oh, go home carefully."
After bidding farewell, I practiced metastasis magic.
Return safely to your room by yourself. I'm kind of relieved. Why, I just...
"Gladys!!!"
Calm down to the scream from behind.
"Oh, Max, I'm sorry! This is force majeure--"
For a while afterwards, I was framed for Max's sermon.