The picturesque rice cakes are delicious today

"... yes, what is it?"

When the teacher says that with a surprised and chubby face, it moves. Then my lap retracted across the desk and the teacher sat down again on the chair. Okay.

"I want to see it too." Yeah. That's right. "

"I thought so."

"Wow, Togo. You look like a wizard, don't you?"

"I've been thinking about Sensei like that for a long time, no, even now."

I can't help but be proud of what my teacher told me.

I've always thought of Sensei, 'like a wizard'. The teacher's words are magical. Read my mind and lean over me. The world that Sensei's words show me is truly magical to me.... that's why I'm glad you're a little closer to what you've been longing for.

Is that right? No, I can shine.

The teacher also leeked a bit and tinkled on the chair. Then, he hugged the demon king in his hand and put him on his lap and began to stroke it relaxedly. The demon king stroked melted and melted into pleasure, stretching over the teacher's lap. It was like cheese or rice cakes.

"... that's right, even me." I want to finish it properly. If it's not complete... there's a certain peace of mind, but you're going to miss it. "

Looking at the demon king, the teacher spoke again.

"I don't say that I'm alive because I'm not dead," I think. The unfinished story of eternity... especially the story that is unfinished by not writing ahead, well... it's like a kind of death... "

Well, even if it's over, I'd like to have a proper funeral.

"Yeah. That's right. I want to finish and decorate the stuff I made. If you can't do that, I must apologize and get rid of it. It's a work of art."

It is too sad to say goodbye without saying goodbye.... even though it was me. If it hadn't been for this world, I would have suddenly said goodbye to my teacher.

... I know that the teacher is very happy to be able to live like this when he realizes that he's dead.

"So... now that I've given birth to the story, I want to make sure it feathers properly and flies away." Yeah. That's right. That's right, Togo. "

Yeah.

"... but that's why my beloved Yakuza is so beautiful and flies away!"

Yeah, right.

The teacher hugged the demon king. The demon king suddenly grunted in amazement at the pleasantly melting place, ma'am! and was screaming.

"... well, I don't know what this is all about, because I've gotten too attached to it." If you can love what you write so much, well, this makes you happy. "

The teacher exhaled as he tipped his tail at the demon king who seemed to be willing to protest.

While doing so, the teacher apparently calms down and drinks a cup of tea. I wrapped my drink in both hands and warmed my fingers. I stayed there for a while. Maybe I'm sorting out the words in the teacher, so I'll keep quiet and wait for the teacher to imitate me.

Hands are warm. The heat of tea, transmitted through the pottery, warms the palms of your hands. As your hands get warmer, you feel somehow drowsy and calm down.

... the teacher was staring at me like that. It's like an observation eye. Sometimes the teacher looks at me like this. [M] It seems like it is necessary for the teacher to write. Along with me and Lila watching as we draw.

When I asked you before, I said, "Look at the subject and look for the words that accompany it. For example, the fence on the roof of the school will be accompanied by rust, wind, blue sky or sunset sky, and the concrete floor with the bamboo is also slightly melted by acid rain, and the gravel in the concrete is stuck to the surface and rough."

I wonder what the teacher is reading when he sees me now. Or... what kind of words are you trying to put into shape?

"Alright... you're feeling a little energetic, or you're feeling refreshed."

The teacher, looking at me while turning the hot water bottle into a hot water bottle, loosened his gaze.

In addition, it stretches while saying, "Hey, hey, hey, hey." The Demon King saw it and imitated it, so I also imitated it across the street. "[]/(exp, n-adv, n-t) (1) (uk) (uk) nobility/nobility/(2) (uk) nobility/nobility/nobility/nobility/nobility/nobility

"Thank you, Togo. I'm a little smart."

"Is that right? That's good."

Apparently, the teacher's head was a little cleaned up. The teacher turned his shoulder and made a face like, "I heard some noise, but is my shoulder okay?" As the teacher said, at about the age of the teacher, my body is suspended with a little mystery at the earliest, and sometimes it is dangerous. It seems exciting and above all.

"The only thing I can do for a story is to properly complete it." If you love me... because you love me, you have to. I was able to think so. "

I see.

”I don't want to complete the story because I'm my own self... yeah, okay”

The teacher got up and began to stretch energetically. Apparently, the mood and body were starting to turn on the engine. In other words, the teacher will probably start writing the manuscript.

Apparently, I feel relieved and drink the tea that was left over in the hot water.

... the lukewarm tea is tangy, but the aftertaste is sweet, and I like this flavor a lot. Especially when I am with the doctor, I think this taste is good.

The teacher has finally begun to work, so I decided to take my time. [M] At the same time, I retrieved the Demon King so that he wouldn't get in the way of my work. The demon king had a tail, and I waved my hand and greeted the teacher, and walked without any particular attention...

"...... I'm also somehow lonely."

It's slightly cold, but it's blowing in the warm spring breeze. Oh, I think that's exactly how I feel right now.

It's a little cold. It's warm. So, I'm a little lonely.

... I wonder if Sensei feels the same way. Or maybe I miss you more than I do. That's right, you must miss me. Because that teacher hesitates to write.

I hope you're not a little lonely, Sensei.

Speaking to the Demon King, he replied relaxedly, p * ssy.

... so I stroke the Demon King as I walked through the woods, and suddenly I thought:

How can a teacher not be lonely? Or maybe I can break up the loneliness. Is there anything I can do?

The reason why the teacher doesn't want to complete the "delicious mochi painted today" is because it's my story. It was a huge bird's lens, and I was lost in the forest. I observed that I would live in the forest, be blessed by my companions, and be happy. That's the story.

That's why... the teacher probably feels like he's going to say goodbye to me, and I'm going to miss you. No, it might be my pleasure.

But you're just as much in love with art as I am. [M] Because people think that they have to properly complete and flap their wings.

So... I think the teacher can write the manuscript properly. Somehow, the teacher is a decent person. I have an appointment with the editor, so I think he will do his best.

And I can hardly help you with your work. It can only be a model of something exquisite, a trigger for a little awareness, or something like that. Basically, that's not what I can do, it's just that the teacher can pick up various ideas from all kinds of things.

"Yeah..."

I wish I could help you with something.

I've been rescued all this time by my teacher.

That's why I've always wanted to do something about it, but... it's so difficult.

"I hope you're not lonely..."

When I think about it, a lot of good ideas don't come to mind. That's true. The teacher will think of everything that comes to mind in the first place.

"Oh, no."

When I stroked the Demon King, he snorted slowly, stretching his tail and stroking my head back.

... and I'm going back to the real world with a slightly lonely, melancholy feeling.

I wandered around the empty teacher's house for no reason, and I looked at the garden for a while, and then I decided to go home because I had nothing more to do.

Welcome back.

"Welcome home. You're late." You didn't have a prep school today, did you? "

"Yeah... I've been drawing it at Unnen-san's house"

As soon as I entered the living room of the house, I had such a conversation with my mother. As usual, my mother was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

... I went back to my room once, put my luggage away, took off my coat, then came back to the living room... and went into the kitchen for a moment, and said, "What?” I asked as my mother turned my eyes to me.

"Hey, Mom. Do you miss me when I'm gone?"

That's right.

I don't know if you really think that, and I'm a little anxious... well, I'm starting to feel anxious like this, so maybe I'm getting more and more of the kind of expectation that I'm putting on my mother. I don't think it's a good idea.

Well then, how can I not be lonely?

"... what? Are you planning to run away from home?" Please don't do that. "

Ah, yeah. I'm a little relieved that I got the usual response. Well, my parents are like this.

"I don't have any plans... but if you know how to say goodbye to someone, please let me know"

But I'm in the mood for a little more talk, so I'm going to persist in asking.

Then the mother began to think for a moment.

I used to say, "I'm persistent," and the next time I said, "I don't care, so study fast."... I'm sure we're changing a little bit.

... and when I waited, my mother told me that it was puffy.

"... concentrate on something other than the person you broke up with?"

Stroke

A rather dry opinion has arrived. Well, your input is invaluable. I hear it's easier to find a solution if you look at things from different directions.

We, too, are thinking of going on a trip when Kirigo is gone.

"I think so. No, I don't think you should go even before I'm on my own."

Don't worry about my parents after I nest. Well, I knew it.

... no, but I wonder if this is also a change in my parents. My mother bought a travel magazine recently, but it used to be all about exams. After the accident, my parents seemed to be interested in something other than me and my exams. I'm sure that's a good thing.

"Well, one day you'll be gone too, so I've been thinking a lot." You don't think I'm lonely because I'm looking forward to it. "

I see. That's true, too. Cheng Jing, then I don't know if I should ask the teacher to write another story immediately after the completion of "The mochi painted on the picture is delicious today". Then, I think, the loneliness will be distracted.

... and if I had thought about it.

"Well, so be on your own as soon as possible so that we can travel with peace of mind." It's also a decent stand-up. If you don't need our help, you can travel with peace of mind. "

My mother said that.

... uhm.

If you're anxious, do you miss it?

"... except for anxiety and loneliness, right?"

Ah, yeah.

I see. I see. That's right. Well, but... something seems to connect in my head, and I can't. Ugh, I don't know, this!

"Well, then, do you miss it when I stand on my own in a state where I'm in contact with my hands, or when I stand on my own in a state where I'm not?"

“Come on. You won't know until you actually do that, will you?”

Well, that's true. I know, but... hmmm.

... while I was worried, my mother was preparing dinner smoothly. Spring cabbage is simmered in a pot and smells sweet. It's the scent of spring, what a vague thought. I'm confronted with the yarn in my head and looking for unspeakable answers...

But even if it's not, I don't think Kirigoe would be lonely if she were to go out with great pleasure.

As soon as my mother said that, the shaft in my head was pounding! and blown away.

"... I see."

"In fact, it seems like it will be." haa..... "

My mother is sighing, but... but I'm done!

"Um, thank you. It was very helpful!"

Something in my head was connected, something that seemed to be disconnected. When I feel like this, my mood is gradually getting higher...

"That's good, but you can study, right?" My first desire is to be beautiful, but there's also a good anti-slip school... "

I know! I look forward to the next exam!

Desperate for my mother's concerns, I rushed into my room. [M] For now, expand your study tools. It's kind of frustrating, and I feel like I want to run right now... but that's it, that's it.

For the time being, the main task of the students is to study. I'll clean up what I know and decide today. "Let's clear it up and send it off again..."