The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

The cherry blossom petals fell and ran to the teacher's house.

Having been a high school student for a week, I am bothering my teacher's house even though the environment has changed. [M]

... but that day, I pressed the ring bell and didn't hear back. But the front door was open, so I took a gentle peek inside.

"Excuse me...."

As I gently entered, I heard a voice from the back. Apparently the teacher is here. And they welcome my intrusion, so I don't hesitate to go to the living room.

... and I found the teacher there.

"... should I talk to you now?

When I spoke, the teacher, who was lying on the low table, raised his face slowly and nodded with a mysterious face.

"I want you to do that. You're so clever, Togo."

The teacher was not well.

I'm not feeling well.

"Oh, I see. I'm not feeling well. But now that you're here, I'm feeling a little better. To the point of sitting like a human being."

The teacher sat back on the sofa saying, "Come on." In the meantime, it looks like you're feeling better sitting down. That's good.

"Tea, can you make it?

"You're really smart. [M] Please."

Then I'll go make tea. [M] The kitchen of the teacher's house is familiar. I might use it more than my kitchen. [M] So I succeeded in making tea without difficulty. [M]

"Yes"

"Thank you."

When the teacher was given the green tea mug, the teacher took it and drank a little of it.... I can't drink it at once. We're cat tongues. Freshly brewed tea can be a big deal if you drink it all at once.

"... well, then, let's talk."

"All right, come on."

Then I'll talk to the teacher.... the teacher is better able to organize his head and mind by talking to him anyway. He often talks to me and the wall. [M]

However, even people like you don't seem to be doing well... and I'm going to talk to you at that time. That way we can talk a little bit at a time. I know because my teacher does it a lot.

"Um... what did you eat last night?"

"Last night... I wonder what I was doing... oh, what I ate last night was a tuna can. I pinched the guy who sprayed the soy sauce on the tuna can, and I got it..."

The teacher pointed to 'that'.

It's a bottle of alcohol in the corner of the kitchen.

"... I tried to drink it up overnight, but I couldn't do it in the lower door. After all, I fell asleep in the middle of a glass."

It seems that teachers rarely drink alcohol. At least I'll never drink it before I'm here, and even if I ask about the taste, I'll tell you about the alcohol: "It's not alcohol, Togo.... I think it tastes better without alcohol..."

I think something happened yesterday because such a person tried to give up drinking.

Look at the calendar hanging on the wall. I was wondering if there were any plans.... but the calendar is pure white. I mean, it's the same as last month. It's not rolling. Yeah, that's who the teacher is.

"... was the tuna can delicious?

So after all, here's my question. [M]

"Ha ha ha. Yeah, that's right. It was delicious. I wonder why tuna cans are so delicious..."

The teacher has a slightly energized face when he remembers the tuna can. Yeah, that wasn't a bad question.

Well, how about a drink?

"Ask me that, Togo. Well, I guess you're right. Yeah, I don't think it's particularly delicious...."

The teacher smiled a little bit when he looked a bit reluctant.

"... but, well, I was able to give up drinking. I don't think there was enough alcohol left to drink. But it's also a fine drink. It's meaningful to me to be able to experience something called drinking by myself...."

Then, the teacher came back a little blurry.

"... yeah. Yeah, that's right. It wasn't bad. It made sense. I think so now, Togo."

"That's good."

Such a teacher is the usual teacher. I seem a little tired, and I'm a little lazy.

"So, what's the matter? Did she spoil you?

"Hey, Togo. You think it's hard to get rid of something that doesn't exist?

Yeah, I know. I heard about it.

So, did the people at work get mad at you?

I asked, thinking maybe this way.... and the teacher nodded with a mysterious face... tilting his neck.

"I got angry, because it's something different, but, well, I guess that's about it. Differences of opinion... no, I didn't realize they were different..."

... it looks kind of fucked up. When I tilted my neck at the same angle as the teacher, the teacher looked at me and tilted my neck in the opposite direction. When I see it, I'll take my neck down. [M] That's how the teacher laughed a little.

"The world is at peace with people like you."

I guess so.

When I'm all alone... well, I think it's a crisis in the world.

"You're a good creature. You can feel the pain of others and that's why you don't inadvertently hurt others. If there is someone else who is hurt, I will go by. I understand that others are different creatures from me.... ahh. If it's just a guy like you, the world is definitely peaceful. Togo"

Somehow, it seems to be praised, so I'm glad. But it seems like the doctor is worried, so it is painful.

"That's right. We humans are different creatures, with different beliefs and priorities. It is impossible to fully understand each other. And because we can't understand each other anyway, we have to forgive each other's differences. If you can't forgive me, at least be indifferent. That's what I think is the best way to make the world peaceful..."

The teacher said that and sighed deeply.

"... well, there's a guy who comes here without thinking about anything like that and tries to change everything that's called a 'mistake' for the other party. This is..."

Yeah, I'm here. I know that.

There are plenty of people who pull me out when I'm drawing in the classroom. [M] The sun was too dazzling outside and I hated it, but many people thought I should be outside, and those people blamed me for trying to stay indoors because I was "dazzled outside." I remember being told that you're skipping, that you're making excuses.

And... maybe my parents are like that. What I'm drawing is a 'mistake' for them, so I'm trying to fix it. Probably.

"No, huh? Yesterday, I received a thankful opportunity from" Senpai "in this industry to hype, but, well, I'll come out. Don't be noble, but it's boring and vulgar even if you deal with small difficult things anyway. I don't understand the meaning, but there is a kind of elegant and unclassified verbal gossip that roughly reveals the ignorance, poor sensitivity and lack of intelligence of the other party...!

... that's what the teacher looks like. Yeah, I'm gonna look a little like that, too.

"It's like they can't have a perspective other than their own, they don't understand that people other than themselves are thinking about things, they have a narrow field of view, they don't have enough imagination, they're not smart... oh shit, I'm getting angry when I think about it!

The teacher stood up vigorously from the sofa and then lost his expression.

And on the spot, I jumped once.

He landed for a while, standing silently and without expression, staring between the ceiling and the wall.

And... a few seconds later, I came back to the couch.

... welcome back.

"... I'm sorry. I was upset."

"Yeah."

The way the teacher is disturbed is kind of like this... so big. No, maybe it's because I'm in front of you.

But the teacher, at least not too flashy in front of me. [M]... I've only been in a flashy mess once. Maybe it was only when we first met.

... well, the teacher who doesn't get very upset is a big but upset teacher, so I don't think he was able to rest on his stomach this time.

"... well, there are such things as irrational and irrational chunks of intolerance... so the world won't be peaceful."

Not to mention, the teacher said so and looked a little distracted. The teacher is very expressive.

"So you're throwing yourself out?

"Well, yeah. Yeah. Worry about a world that won't be peaceful. Raise your anger for irrationality. And then it was a corner, so I was motivated to quit drinking."

The teacher nodded deeply... and then drank tea from the mug. Look at that, and I'll drink the tea I put in my cup.

"... if I only drink green tea, I want tea confectionery."

Then the teacher who was drinking tea stood up and started fishing in the kitchen. Because it's about the teacher, I think I have some sweets for you. Probably.

"Sorry, this was the only thing I could get out right away."

And what came out was not sweets.... it was Chirimenjako. The teacher came back with a small plate of chirimenjako. When it comes to tea confectionery, it's a bit... bitter.

"Gift?"

"Ah, it seems to be a luxury product. I don't know the details."

"Yeah, it's delicious."

I drink green tea whilst pinching around a little bit. [M] Then I feel the sweetness of green tea is enhanced by this strong saltiness. The aftertaste is slightly sweet. Yeah, it's not bad.

"Complete. Delicious. I can't tell whether it's delicious because it's a luxury product or whether it's cheap or delicious..."

The teacher worried about the difference after eating it alongside the cheap one and the expensive one.... by the way, the teacher used to say, "I don't know the difference between eating expensive and cheap eggs! I just did it. Mm-hmm.

"... Sensei, how are you?

As I poured hot water from the pot into Kyushu, the teacher raised his face from Chirimenjako and blinked his eyes... and then he smiled bitterly.

"Oh, I'm feeling great. Thanks to you. [M] Thank you, Togo."

"Yeah."

It's best if the teacher gets well, and if I can help. [M]

"... so you're not angry anymore?

When I asked him that, he looked... awkward. Then I poured hot water on the sushi and brewed tea again... and then I said,

"... if you say you're not angry, you're lying."

... I see.

"Of course, I'm not mad at you. No, I know the nature of the anger you feel about other people than yourself. [M] I'm willing to do that....."

The teacher takes great care of me. [M] I'm sorry about that.

"Well, I'm fine. If you're angry, I think you can be angry."

When I say that, the teacher looks a little pathetic.

"... then, sweeten your words."

"Go ahead."

Today is unusual and a reversal of position. On my side. The side the teacher says. Sometimes this kind of thing is good.

"I'll never forgive that punch... I'll never forgive you... You can hit your little finger every day on the corner of the barrel. Put on different socks on the left and right and go. Then you can discover the difference in socks in the tatami mat sitting room in the dining room... And then I bought it and I tried to open the bag of potatoes that I came home from... and I found potatoes under the bed a few months ago... oh, shit, the tea is delicious!

The teacher is sipping green tea while raising his grudged voice. Even when I get better, it seems that resentment is resentment. However, I think the contents are a little mild, considering me.

Looking at the teacher murmuring with a slightly mild expression of resentment, sipping green tea, pinching chirimenjako, pouring hot water from the pot into the sushi again... well, I thought.

"... it's hard."

"Hmm? Is it hard for a few months old potatoes to come out from under the bed on a boulder?

No, not there.

"I forgive you because I don't understand. If you can't forgive me, I'm indifferent.... if it's such a policy, Sensei, shouldn't you be mad at your pussy?"

"But it's hard...."

I find it difficult to forgive people who say bad things. I don't think I can do anything.

Regardless of what the teacher thinks, the other person will say something unpleasant. If that's the case, the teacher will have to feel a lot more disgusted about it... but I also feel different about not forgiving it... Mm-hmm.

... when I realized it, the teacher kept quiet. It's not a nasty silence, it's like, "I can't believe you're telling me that." It's like, that kind of silence in your face.

Then the teacher exhaled one breath, and then said with a slightly pleasant face.

"... you really surprise me. Actually, that was the theme of my drinking last night, Togo."

"If it's good to be tolerant, should we be tolerant of intolerance?"

Chapter 6: The Wall of Gentle

... the season is spring. I wonder if the scent of early summer is slight.

I'm getting Lyla to teach me magic paintings.

"Yes, that's how you move the Magic Stone. Even if it's powdered, Magic Stones are Magic Stones. That's why it feels like running water....."

But this was very difficult. Originally, magic control didn't work. That's why Faye told me it was leaking...

Now I'm drawing in a single color. [M] With charcoal powder on white paper.

... it seems that magic painting materials are magic stone powder, but they use charcoal powder made from magic trees for practice. This is the cheapest.

"And, well, imagine what you're drawing. To the details, I have to draw a picture in my head."

"Yeah."

"Many people mistake magic paintings for the fact that they don't need to practice. I hate it.... magic painting is the only thing I need. I can't draw anything without all the shapes in my head."

I see. Then you have a perfect picture of the shape, and you can imagine it clearly... Even if I can't control the magic well, I can manage to take shape...

"... what is this?

"Mochi..."

"Mochi....?

Yeah. A magical mochi.

I managed to finish the cake painting with my shoulders breathing. [M]

... and my magic painting number one became a reality.

Ah...

I see. I thought it was weird. "

"I'm sorry... I didn't hide it."

Then Lyla and I will talk about my magic while eating mochi side by side.

The point is that what is drawn in the painting becomes a reality. And since magic painting is the first time, it seems that the control of magic has not been successful, and it has become a reality as it was painted.

"... well, that's fine. This is delicious."

"Yeah."

By the way, Lyla liked the mochi. That's good.

"... uh, how are you feeling? I look really tired."

"Yeah... I'm so tired."

But I'm either tired of serving cakes in an unfamiliar way, or I'm tired of the magic painting itself... no wonder I'm tired.

And, hey, I'm not convinced yet. Rather than mochi, the magic painting itself.

... well, no. Again. Again.

"Hey, why don't you take a break?

"Hmm... just a little bit more"

Magical paintings don't go as far as they want. It is quite difficult to manipulate the paint. But it's also fun.

"Oh, no. The line breaks... OK, one more time."

"Hey, hey. It's about time you took a break."

"Yeah, well, just do it..."

"You're out of breath! Oh, no, this is it! Laocles! Laocles! Take the corn! I can't! He's no good!

... and as a result of several attempts, I was picked up by Laocles and transported to Hammock. As a result, the phoenix and the tube fox turned into a futon, and they fell asleep.

I have a lot to do, but I don't have the strength. If you do agricultural work and practice magic painting a little, your health will be exhausted. That's regrettable. But it's still fun. I wonder if this is okay.... I wonder what this is.

... when I wake up, I'll continue my magic painting practice.

As I thought so, I took a nap with the tail of the tube fox in my eye mask.

... the next day, I was made to take a nap in the middle of practice.

The next day, I took a nap on the way.

Nap. Nap. Take a nap!

"Um, it's about time I didn't take a nap..."

And now that Laocles is picking me up today, I protest. [M] It's a shame. The protesters.

"Don't do it. It is still hot now. It must be a wisdom fever...."

But that's what Laocles said, and when he touched my forehead, his big hands chilled a little and felt good. I mean, is this a fever?

... eh, every time I paint magic, I get a wisdom fever!?

"... I asked Faye."

Mm-hmm.

"You will have increased your magic rapidly."

... yeah. I suddenly became a spirit. It has increased rapidly.

But that's why I think I can use magic...

"... the magic doesn't seem to have a body on it."

... uhh.

"In the first place, the magic of spirits is too big for humans. Using it alone would be quite a load. If you use the magic that you're used to, the magic painting will run away."

"Now, what do I do..."

"I can't help it. It's only natural that this happens when you use both your health and magic at once.... from what I've seen in the first place, you don't seem so strong."

Yes...

I catch a cold about twice every winter. I pulled it off again this year. No, it was because of the storm...

Nodding softly, Laocles put me on the hammock with a bitter smile.

"Well, it wouldn't be that easy to change your constitution.... if you want to practice magic painting, why don't you rest in agriculture for a while?"

"But it looks like it's planting season."

... I'm also interested in agriculture. I feel like doing a lot of things. But I do feel that it would be better to make agriculture a little lighter.... anyway, if we're going to make our own food, we're running out of manpower.

If I leave my job here alone, I won't be able to make crops that will be forest rice, and then the forest rice will be in trouble...

Then give up and take a nap.

"... uhh"

"Or why don't you just paint a field where the crops are real?

... ah, I'm still feeling good. But first of all, you'll have to look at the real thing once, and if you're going to draw a lot of such a painting in the first place, you'll have to be able to move the magic properly, and you'll need to practice magic painting, but before you can practice magic painting, you're exhausted...

"... listen to me, don't think about it right now, go to sleep."

Ah, yes. I'm going to bed. Good night...

Oh, no, one day.

Oh, it's a nice field.

If we had been working on the farm, Faye would have come to play. Straight from the city of Redgard into the woods, you'll pass by this field.

Unusual.

Most of the time, Faye comes to visit in the afternoon. The point is, I think Faye is busy in the morning. But it's this morning. Unusual.

"Oh, I just came to check out the fields."

... more and more unusual. I wonder if something happened.

As I wondered, Faye suddenly began to say:

"Hey, Corn. It's sudden. Come on."

Mm-hmm.

"Are you, farmer, going to hire me?

... eh?