The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

"My Lord Leila!

Soon after the disturbance over Listaletto subsides, Mr. Lulu quickly leaves the shithole and the classroom behind.

I rushed after her like that. As I popped out of the classroom, I spoke to Mr. Leloux on his back as he pushed through the hallway.

Then Mr. Lulu stops to pitch and then slowly looks back at this one. Does that look awkward somewhere, and does she have the same complex mood in her chest as I do?

Still, I bowed my head deeply to her again as I flew fluffy to Mr. Lulu's sight.

"Thank you for your Listalette......!!

When Mr. Lulu, who took my word for it, growled boringly, "... it's good for the basket," he then tries to gaze at me and squeeze quietly.

When she smiled softly,

"You're a good teacher. I'm convinced Mercia misses you so much."

"Huh?"

To Mr. Lulu's words, I've got a bit of a necklace.

"... rather, it sounds like he was disqualified"

"What are you talking about? He's a better teacher than us magicians."

Mr. Lulu, who looked uncomfortably narrowed his eyes to my candid sentiments, sighs as he follows me.

And with a troubled bitter smile,

"I'm relieved you and Bozzler seem to be getting along... but that kid is totally laid on your ass"

"Huh? No, no..."

I can't believe you're laying that prized Mr. Bozzler on your ass...... it seems to me that Mr. Lulu has a strange misunderstanding.... or “lay it on your ass”... what about that expression on the same sex?

... but well, as for Mr. Bozzler today, I have a few thoughts.

I was in the immediate vicinity of Listaletto as a director of practical skills, but I couldn't stop her from trying to use the magic of strength on her own...... I was thinking "I guess I'll preach later" about the ugliness of not even protecting Mercia from blowing up with you.

"My Lord Leila... that, then, uh..."

With awkwardness and nervousness, I tangle my fingers in front of my thighs and chest as I drop my gaze to my toes.

"Le Laura's... about His Excellency Leila's hey... I did something like this and I couldn't help it anymore..."

I've been so caught up in my heart lately that I've finally been able to spit it out.

By my discretionary judgment and assumption, my guilt for doing something that would unnecessarily widen the gulf that spreads between my sisters was considerable.

I don't think brothers and sisters can always get along, nor can we force them to get along. The thing about Kayliss-kun's stupid brother is new to my memory, too.

But still, as far as I know how Luola feels about her sisters more than anything else, she wanted us to make up if we could. … the result of that mediation was disastrous.

I was anxious to see what kind of hard words I could be exposed to...... but what I visited shortly afterwards was the feeling of Mr. Lulu's small, soft hand stroking my head.

"... My Lord Leila?

I told you to call me "Lulu."

Having said that, she grinned bitterly, Mr. Lulu lays her eyes down as she leaks her sigh from her adorable lips.

"... it was me who messed up then... sorry"

Mr. Lulu bowed his head to me with a melancholy look on his face.

"No, no... I'm the one who's terrible..."

"You didn't do anything wrong. Stop humiliating yourself weirdly."

"But..."

"I know how sweet you are when Bozzler and Mercia tell me all about you. I know you didn't mean it, and that's why you don't have to apologize."

Mr. Lulu says so, while he raises his pink forehead. Where is that trick, it reminded me of Mr. Bozzler.

Then Mr. Lulu shouts, "Ah," as he recalls.

When I was neck to neck thinking something, Mr. Lulu put his face closer to me as he lurked his voice a little.

"... hey. You really said you were gonna be Mercia's sister?

"Huh? Oh, yes. Mercia-kun is now able to catch the magic. Do you call it a broom... because Mercia-kun asked me to?"

"You admit you really know what that means, don't you?

I frown without knowing what she was trying to say to Mr. Lulu with an overtly frightening look on her face.

Doesn't that make sense or nothing, as it is? Mercia-kun's place is a family where you only have a brother, so you'll just talk about admiring the existence of a sister.

But with a deep sigh, Mr. Lulu turned a chilling glance at the classroom behind me.

"I told Mercia, too. I was wondering if I could ask you something to do to celebrate that magic is now available. Then..."

"Then what?"

When I asked, Mr. Lulu slipped his gaze a little awkwardly.

"... I need you to help me with that favor too... What do we do?

"Me?

What the hell kind of favor do you need my help with? You know, there's a country that I want you to destroy a little bit? You want me to sink some continent or something? Or do you want half the world or something?

I didn't see what the favor was about... I mean Mercia, I wouldn't ask for a favor without a thump.

If it's for that cute smile, why don't I take one off, too?

"Say anything I can do"

Responding instantly with a full grin, Mr. Lulu groans with a slight hesitation for some reason, then with a somewhere sorry look on his face, "Well, yes..."

Then she gently took my bloody hand, as she had decided to. Speaking of which, you magically slit your skin.

At the same time as I remembered that, the pain that was being driven out of consciousness due to tension came back to me.

But Mr. Lulu just gently stroked his wound and my left hand was returned to a scratch-free state.

... Still bullshit, this magician. Whether it is a "cataract” or a pure “magic” that is a special ability of the Elves… I don't know if it is yet another of those two combined abilities.

Mr. Lulu, who healed my wound, immediately stood up and turned his back on me as he said, "Well, I'll see you later," and walked out with a shitty and quick leg.

I panicked and said, "Oh, you know, thank you!" I thanked him for the treatment, but Mr. Lulu did not respond particularly to it either, as if he had tried to escape and left this place.... Did you even remember it was urgent?

Left on the spot I stood up in the hallway for a while...... I turned to the classroom, remembering that speaking of which I was still in class.

Shortly before I opened the door to the classroom, I said, "Speaking of which, what was Mercia-kun's favor to Mr. Lulu?" I learned the question... Mercia, even if you don't want someone else to pry into the favor you did.

That's what I concluded at this time and didn't do anything to reflect in depth on that question.

And that night... I finally realized what was happening to my body.