The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

That night.

"- Here's what happened. In retrospect, it seems that a few hours of events have felt unusually long..."

"That was tough..."

For the fourth time tonight. Explain what happened today to your wife at the five tea parties you're already used to.

Your wife seemed to know about Mr. Orest, and she seemed convinced.

And when I finish the whole story, it's the next topic.

"Um... you guys"

I've noticed one thing before, so I decided to make sure.

"What?

"Suddenly... are you guys avoiding possibly touching my past?

The moment I heard that, the indoor hours stopped for a moment.

The reaction was so dramatic that they all consolidated their expressions.

I knew it...

"Why are you suddenly talking about that?

As Mr Reinhardt has decided to do, he asks straight.

The reason I noticed that was when Mr. Orest did a lot of digging at the Moreton Chamber of Commerce.

When he tried to tell a story about the past, there were always three people in it cracked.

Even when asked to be a technician, if there are any more unfavourable conditions with heavy air, you must know why I have the knowledge and skill (past). That was all.

That's because I imagined the past from the high level of pain tolerance I showed when we met.

I've always felt untouched consideration, and I've heard from the Guys that they usually shy away.

But really now, I think back to what happened today.

“That? Maybe they're taking it harder than I think?".

"Well... I appreciate your concern, but maybe I don't care as much as you think I do, huh?

"Are you a homo? You think I can't do that?

"Yes, really, not reluctantly or anything. Of course, I don't like to be asked about root digging leaf digging, but if you're a trustworthy opponent like yourselves, it doesn't matter what the technician says or what..."

In other words, the Guys (Gods) are purposefully making me past settings for this.

I may have gone extra far in my misunderstanding because I left it, but as far as I'm concerned, whenever I could have been asked.

"I'm sorry I confused you. But I probably noticed. If I didn't talk to you right now, I'd lose my time talking in the future..."

I'm not going to let you care more than you need to forever than you realize, and I'm going to talk more than you realize.

...... some still think it's a lie setup...... are you guys better than that?

"It's okay, it's okay. Lyoma, you don't have to apologize."

"Right. Yeah, we exaggerated a little too much, too."

A dry laugh echoes indoors. What a bad bat.

"Mm-hmm. Uh, well, then, Mr. Lyoma. Can I ask you as far as I can talk? You know, about the grandfather and grandmother who raised you."

"Absolutely."

So I prepare a status board and visualize the two titles that I have never shown anyone before.

"I just lived very normally in the village teaching them how to study and fight, and I don't think there's anything special about it. But they were quite famous outside, so I was wondering if you could see this."

When you give your wife a status board,

"What!?

I raise my voice before I receive it, and I cover my face with the opposite hand if I think I have it in my hand.

"Elise?"

"I'll know when I see it for myself..."

and Mr. Reinhardt, who was handed over, soon behaved similarly, and the cards will be handed to Mr. Serge and Mr. Piolo next.

"Ke," Sage's Apprentice "!?"

"Disciple of Martial Arts”? Seriously!?

"It's what it says..."

I heard about celebrities as a setting, but when I actually see this reaction, I feel like they were really outrageous people.

And it took a while for the four of us to settle down from the title to wonder who was supposed to be the parent of my upbringing.

"Phew...... Mr. Lyoma. Did you show this to anyone but us?

"No, this is your first time"

"Good..."

Ms Reinhardt, who looks blatantly relieved, goes on to say that this title should not be shown to many others.

"That's going to be a big problem. As far as your reaction is concerned."

"Do it for granted. I mean, Lyoma doesn't know about these two."

"I rarely felt like an amazing person in learning knowledge and skills... because I wasn't the one to be proud of it or to go ahead and talk about my martial arts"

Raised by an old couple a little stronger and more knowledgeable than normal, I told him I thought about it.

"Convinced. I was really convinced."

"You were a personable person on the back..."

"I don't know if I'm reasonably knowledgeable or rarely strong enough to do it"

"In a closed environment, it would be crazy for both of you to be close to a comparator."

Four sighs who are tired and don't know how many times.

The next thing to be told from its mouth were many of the greats.

Says his grandmother, "Mairia the Wise”, is a talented woman active in all fields of discipline, mainly in medicine and magic.

He was supposedly attending a school in Wang Du, and since that time he had sent numerous papers and research results to the world.

There is still a school called the "Mairians” in each field, which continues to be appreciated at all times.

And my grandfather Tigal, the god of martial arts, has never lost in his opponent's age since he learned nothing.

He began hunting warcraft at the age of 7, and eventually sought strength and became a disciple in search of someone stronger than himself.

He said he absorbed technology through his prior talent and effort and instantly sublimated his own moves.

The anecdote even remains that weapons are intolerable in their own arms in late life and will break before they give their full strength.

The authenticity of the matter is unknown, but there is no doubt that the blacksmiths were carried out, and their arms are top notch.

If you can find a piece, it's also said that a house will be built in one, whatever the type...

Anyway, I'm not in the same shape as the brains and intellectuals there! And, you used all of your tea party time and talked about how much the two of you are appreciated for who they are.

As far as I'm concerned, it was interesting to hear much more about it than I had heard beforehand, and I'm glad to know because I'm going to be where you two lived in the future.

Besides, I've revealed my past, and it seemed to me that after talking all the way through, my distance from all of you came close again.

But...

"One last confirmation, that this is known to bad people?

"It's dangerous."

They're after us.

"As I've said many times over the past few days, knowledge and technology are treasures to the powerful?

"A noble man's apprentice is also worthy of the title."

... I would be convinced to say these two disciples.

Guys, maybe that's all you set up?

I went back to my room, and the next time I saw him, I decided to ask him.

Next day

On the fifth day of his stay in the Duke's house, he became much more accustomed to luxurious rooms as well.

And I'm getting used to it. All servants seem to be the same,

"Ah, Master Takebayashi. The chef was looking for you earlier. I have a cooking tasting to serve at my wedding around noon, so I was wondering if I could join you if I had time."

"Thank you. We'd love to join you."

"Hey! It's a ceremonial setup this afternoon, are you going to finish it today? There was this guy who was talking to me today or tomorrow."

"The foundation was completed in yesterday afternoon's phase, and I think the rest of the upper part will take shape by the end of the day. But you still need to decorate it, so it's done."

There was a surge in the number of times I was called out like this when I walked in the mansion.

Up until now, we have been getting ready for the wedding together, but we have been drawn to the line as “customers” somewhere.

I guess there's still a line, but still I feel a little closer to the distance.

"The experiment you started yesterday worked. Takebayashi has a reputation among maids for being kind to the children who are about to be laid off. Something else I can ask you with confidence."

That's what Mr Lulnese would say, but isn't it normal to say that you can safely ask questions?

I don't know... but it's also true that there are a lot of places where that normality isn't done...

Sometimes it's vague what “normal” is in the first place.... Normal is hard...

"... it's good they don't seem scared for now"

Relax while we have that conversation, to the magic practice area I'm lending you.

Experimental preparations for improvements to the Sugar Club are already underway there.

Further around the corner were Mr. Faye and Mr. Ox.

"Thank you for waiting. Let's start experimenting with the Sugar Club."

'Yes!'

"Last time I tried a combination of fragrance oils to go with the Sugar Scrub, think about improving the Sugar Scrub itself today. Which oils are good to use? How fine are the mumito particles? Compare under the same conditions and summarize what you notice on paper because it can be trivial."

Please pass on the contents to the assembled experimental collaborators, and I will call Mr. Faye and Mr. Ox. Dear Duke's servants, especially those who have worked and have a long and high ranking position are very good, so if you ask me, I'll be fine. If what you do doesn't require expertise only in listening to your thoughts, I don't necessarily need it.

So today, we are simultaneously preparing to make magic restorative drugs for Mr. Ox.

The wedding preparations are also plugged into big pieces, so all we can do at once, I want to proceed efficiently.

"Thank you for waiting"

"The main hall. I brought weapons and status boards just like I was told."

"We also have magic restoration pills for you"

"Thank you"

In order to make a magic restorative medicine for Mr. Ox, it is ideal to adjust his magic consumption when manipulating the sword using magic so that the amount of recovery caused by the medicine is equal.

If the medicine recovers less, it will eventually deplete its magic.

Conversely, if the amount of healing exceeds the amount consumed, it will cause magic sickness due to excessive magic.

That's why how magical he is and how many seconds he lasts to get a match.

Calculate how much magic you consume per second from there.

Fortunately, if you look at the status board, you can see how much magic the person has in numbers.

Explaining the purpose of the experiment and actually showing it to me,

"Mr. Ox's magic is“ 315, "isn't it? Is this less or surprisingly more"

I've heard that with 500 to 700, even warrior systems can use magic to an auxiliary extent.

"I didn't use any magic originally... I lost my hand and then I stretched out desperately to get it. There will never be many."

If the total amount of magic is low, it is also more likely to cause hypersensitivity due to medication.

I think the medicine will be adjusted from the weaker side...

"Anyway, let's find out how long it lasts. Mr. Lulnese, the clock."

"Here."

Leave the time measurement and signals to her, who took out the pocket clock-type magic tools, and leave the status board to Mr. Faye.

And I set up a slime knife.

"I hope your magic consumption is affected by your mental state, and you measure it over and over again to give an average. We'll measure different patterns later, but for now, let's do our best to play the game."

"Understood!

This is how we measure the duration many times until noon. The Sugar Scrub experimental squad seemed to have a sneak view of the situation, and I'm sorry that Mr. Riviola of the Great Ape Nation was running to attention.

I'd be curious if they made gunshot noise nearby...