The Magus of Genesis

"I'm just..."

"Welcome back."

When she greeted the voice of Cruse, heard from the front door, she pulled straight into her room without putting her face down in the living room. The door closes, the sound of pathan sounds vain.

"…… I'm seriously ill."

A few days after Ala confessed to Nina. She has always been like this.

I think Cruse might have liked Ala. If you confess to another woman in front of you and break your heart, it will recess.

Though I don't know which one is luckier than Innis, who has no idea of a series of events and seems to be enjoying his research today.

"I'm gonna go talk to Cruse for a second."

"…………."

And if you say you're not well, so is this one. Nina did the same.

My usual girlfriend would do something extra or something to give me a novel, but I just answer it briefly like it's not here. The embroidery of her hobby also remained thrown on her desk along the way, and she was holding her knees and staring into the void.

"Nina."

"Holy crap...... Later!

I pulled that cheek all the time. Ooh. It stretches so much. He's been alive for over a thousand years, but he's like a redneck. He's just a fluffy cheek. Elves are amazing.

"... stop it. That's not how I feel right now."

Nina bounces off my hand and lays her eyes down.

"Nina is. Are you happy now?

"…… What does that mean?"

With an unheeded voice, Nina asks.

"There's no point in being that deep. If you have a job every day that doesn't bore you, and you don't have any trouble eating it, and you really want to change something, or it's too painful to put up with... I guess it's a good idea to say happy."

"Well... if that's what you mean, it's nothing... not painful, but"

Yeah, and I nod.

"If so, I guess that's fine"

"………… Are you sure?

Blue eyes finally looked me in the eye. She stares at me, as she measures sincerity.

"At least I'm happy. As it is now."

Pong, and put her hand on Nina's head, and I stroke her hair.

Nina exhaled slightly and accepted it.

"…… Now. I wonder if you'll comfort our princess a little."

"I don't mean too much extra."

When I let go of my hand, I smiled and nodded at the flying novel.

"Cruse, do you mind?"

"What, hey, wait a minute!

When I knock on the door, there's some bumpy noise coming from inside.

"Doh, go ahead!

"I'm sorry to bother you. Sorry, were you getting dressed?

The door opens as he asks, but Kruse's clothes remain the same as they were when he went out.

"Yes, no! It's okay, it is!

While shaking his head, Kluse's gaze shifts in an unexpected direction. It's under the bed, specifically.

... Should I pretend not to look at this?

Speaking of hiding things under the bed, it would still be an alley. It's called an eclectic book. Cruse is about the same age, and even if you're interested in that...... about the age? When is Cruse's age...? If you think about it, you're already close to a hundred, but you look like you're about fourteen.

Well, either way, it doesn't seem strange to be interested in that sort of thing, but one way or another, I was more interested in what was hidden there. Because the village of Hiiro does not yet have the technology to print hard copy.

In this world where the Spirit Principle works, automation of motion is particularly difficult. I tried it when the paper was made because the printing situation should not be that difficult technically, but it never went well, so I stopped.

So the book is still expensive, and there's no such thing as a magazine for the masses... it should be. However, technology is advancing every day. It's no surprise that such a thing has been invented before I know it.

"hey, nothing!?

You noticed my gaze, Cruse spread his hands trying to shelter the bed on his back. Wouldn't that be completely counterproductive...

"Ah! So, you can't come out!

That's what Cruse shouted at the stuffed animal crawling out of her bed when she was crushed and wondering what to do with the option of pretending she didn't see it.

"Oh.... you picked it up again"

Look at that. I understand my mistakes. What Cruse was hiding was not a glossy painting that blinded the human eye, but a kind of one that would be told, "Return it to its original place".

Besides, it was just a soul pattern.

"Ugh... please keep it to Nina..."

"I'm told to return it to its original place."

Since he magically discovered the existence of his soul, Cruse has become strongly interested in something called the soul of a creature. And finally, he creates the magic of finding souls without using the light of the moon, and now he studies the souls of various creatures.

She said that souls are different in size, strength, and color depending on the creature. At first, he seemed to be trying to explore his roots based on it, but even in the same race, the glow of the soul varied from individual to individual, so it was not helpful at all.

"What soul is it today?

"It's an armored bear…………………."

As I examine the souls of wild creatures, I sometimes encounter animals that are about to lose exactly their lives right now. It happened once in a while that Cruse would come back to pick up the soul of such a creature.

"The truth is, I guess Nina should give it back to you right away..."

I don't know where the soul of the dead goes. Do you ascend to heaven or return to earth, or are you reincarnated like me? Or will it just disappear?

I just know that almost everything but me... most creatures don't have any memories of their past life. And if that's the case, whatever happens, it's no different than vanishing.

"Maybe so... this kid said he still wanted to live, so I followed him"

With a mournful look on his face, Cruse clutches a moving stuffed animal in his hand.

"Do you understand the words of the soul?

"Somehow, though."

Either way, that won't last forever. Thus the soul that Cruse has picked up eventually disappears. I don't know if it's because I'm satisfied or because the magic has expired.

"But right. So you were a grown-up here? After all, I thought it was because Ala broke my heart..."

I slipped my mouth, it was late when I thought. The look on Kluse's face is shady.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was insensitive."

"No, that... I did like Ala-kun."

With a complex expression, Cruse frowns.

"When I saw her confessing to her mother, I thought I'd lost that feeling."

"Uh..."

Maybe Cruse's thoughts were very pale, something close to admiration.

If I let him recruit longer, or maybe he grew up in a big love flower, it seemed unfortunately scattered unbroken.

"More than that... your father and your mother... each other, it's not like we liked each other... in shock"

Cruse revealed his thoughts as he hugged the stuffed armored bear.

"I've heard so many times that I'm not a couple... but still, I thought there was a special bond between your father and your mother... He said he thought of each other..."

When I sit next to Cruse, I stroke her hair, completely stained in pink.

"Yeah. That's not wrong."

Cruse asked me in the face like she said she was half-hearted.

"But me and Nina's" likes "are a little complicated,"

Well, how did you explain it?

"... you know I used to be married, right?

"Yes. Mr. Eye and Mr. Yuki, right?"

Cruise nodded at me after thinking a little bit about it. I've done the two stories several times before, and I'm guessing you've heard them from Yuka and Nina.

"We were both human. In a shorter time than Cruse had ever lived, he died. He loved me so that I could burn that short life away."

Seventy-nine and fifty-four. It was too short a life. What would have happened if they could use the magic of immortality that Innis uses?

"That's what Nina's been watching next door the whole time."

"To those people, do you mean you're reluctant?

To Cruse's question, I swoop my neck to the side.

"Once upon a time, an elf named Watercolor was in this village."

"You're Sister Yu's mother, right?"

Whoa, did you know that story too? I don't remember talking, so I guess Yuka told me.

"An elf bound to a human will have the same lifespan as a person. After about fifty years of life in Yuka, the water color died.... I didn't know about the water color, but even if I did, I would have loved Utah and produced Yuka, and I laughed."

Although there are many kinds of strength.

Think of it, she may have been the strongest woman among my students.

"How much love do you think that was?

"……… I don't know."

Cruse answers honestly.

"To me, too, I don't know. I am a dragon. Even if you were tied to me, Nina wouldn't lose her life expectancy. So... I don't know. To me, to Nina. - Love is good enough to lose your life."

That was thirty-five years ago. It has been on the back of my mind since I lost track of my origins and Nina burned me.

If you say you like Nina, I do. If you ask me if I love you, I love you. That's not love for brothers and family, either, as I misled Mel before this.

If it's not my mistake, I and Nina both love each other as heterosexuals…… and I think.

But it is a gentle affection, like sleeping in the shade of a breezy tree, floating in a raging sea plain.

Not love that you can't help but seek, like a scorching flame, like a wind that can rub you through the cuts.

"Nina can't admit it's love. If you like me, you can't tell me if my mouth is ripped."

She watched Eye the most closely. Or maybe he was closer than me for being of the same sex.

That's why she can't be forgiven. yourself that you can't have stronger thoughts than Eye.

I didn't hear you speak clearly, but I think that's probably what it is.

"But you don't... your mother, isn't it hard?

"No. If it's hard, that's fine. It's not hard, so it's a problem."

In my words, Cruse tilted his neck.

"What do you mean?

"Hard means you're unhappy with the status quo. In other words, he wants to get closer. That's all I like."

Nina said that she was happy now. To that word, I don't think there was a lie.

It's not that I don't have the courage to step out - purely because I'm filled with my current relationship.

"But it's not. Well, if you look at it from other people, it might seem like a strange relationship."

That's why Nina will try to hide her fondness for me even more.

"But that's our relationship."

"…… to be honest, I still don't get it."

With a frown root and a serious look on his face, Cruse peeks into my face.

"Your father and your mother, they still love each other, and you mean happy together, right?

"Yeah. At least that's what I think."

When I answered that, Cruse's face was so gorgeous.

"Ask your mother."

"Wait a minute for that. If you ask, it's a little bit cooler, then ask me at random times."

If I heard it now, I'd know exactly what I was talking about.

"Yep."

Cruse listened reluctantly, while pointing his lips at his dissatisfaction.

"… Well, if I went to ask you now that it's your mother's personality, you wouldn't honestly admit it."

"I guess."

Say it, we laugh at each other.

"Oh, well, I called you Mother, and I kept it a secret."

At that time, it was.

Cancún Cancún, I heard a bell ringing violently.