If you take that pill, you'll be a lot younger.

"I see. I'll just have a drink."

"Hey, wait...!

When I reached for the bottle, Mr. Cologne stopped in a hurry.

"Huh, would you normally take such a suspicious pill without hesitation? Oh, you'd better know to doubt someone else a little more. Don't let the bad guy fool you, I'm worried..."

"No, I'm not. Because I'm a drug made by Mr. Cologne, I don't hesitate to take it."

Even if one person I don't know tells me to drink a liquid that stinks, I'm confident I won't drink it at all.

Meanwhile, Mr. Cologne is famous as a first-rate pharmacist and, more importantly, an old friend of Grandpa Maurice.

I can't believe that Mr. Cologne doubted the medicine he prepared.

"And I'm glad to be trusted, but let me explain... The drug, the degenerative drug, has side effects."

Side effects......

"I'll accept anything but 'dying'."

"Well, that's not such a terrible side effect..."

Well, if you think about it, you do.

Mr. Cologne is a hobby to try his own medicine, and by that I mean he has tried degenerative drugs.

Mr. Cologne is doing well, which means there are no life-threatening side effects.

"Well, first of all, by taking degenerative drugs, your mental age will be about three years old."

"I see."

"And you'll be about three years old."

"I see."

"... yes, it's a side effect right now"

"It's not that bad a side effect, is it? I'm relieved."

"You're amazing."

I didn't expect a day to come when Mr. Cologne would praise me......

When I was heartily happy, Mr. Cologne resumed his explanation.

"Well, the effects of the medicine expire in three months, so I'm not staying a child all the time."

Does that mean that if the magic doesn't dwell within three months, we'll have to look for other ways?

"Is there anything I can do in the meantime?

Whether the magic resides or not has taken the last three months.

If there's anything I can do, I'm gonna do anything.

"Build your mental strength and you'll be more likely to have magic spots (Stiegel)..."

Does that mean I should complete an event that is likely to grow spiritually?

All I can think of is "Standing Up to an Overwhelmingly Stronger Opponent Than Me"... but the strongest one I've ever fought is The Dark Emperor (Dark Road), who died in one bread.

I don't think more powerful enemies than the Demon King will show up conveniently, and maybe I should build my spiritual strength in some other way.

Well, the way to do that is to think about it.

"I'll have it."

Now that I've finished explaining Mr. Cologne, I've just included the digestive pills in my mouth.

Ugh!?

It tastes worse than I thought!

I feel like I'm drinking raw garbage juice I've left for a year.

But now I might have magic too!

Think of it that way, I can put up with it no matter how bad it tastes.

I drank out a litre of digestive pills at once.

"Ugh."

Suppressing nausea made my stomach hot.

The heat quickly spreads throughout the body, and steam finally erupts from the body.

"Is this a foretaste that makes your body smaller?

"Ah, ahhh..."

Mr. Cologne was awkward.

In that hand, a small cup like a pee is held.

"Did I drink too much?

Mr. Cologne nodded.

"And the right amount is ten milliliters..."

I think I drank a hundred times as much.

"Yeah, but that's weird. When your body shrinks, you're supposed to be attacked by severe pain and lose your mind...... but why can you stay calm?

"I trained you crazy about death. You won't be in this pain."

"'This is what' a dying level of intense pain... you're paralyzing the pain. Too much training, too much immunity, and the ingredients of the medicine are being expelled instantly..."

Mr. Cologne's analysis makes me nervous.

If my immune system drives away the ingredients of degenerative drugs, I can't be a three-year-old.

"Am I safe to grow up?

I didn't expect the day to come when I was alive and asked these questions.

"Or the fact that steam is coming out of your body is proof that the medicine is working. Oh, maybe a hundred times the right amount would have been just right for you."

To Mr. Cologne's words, I stroked my chest down.

"When will the effects of the medicine show up?

"Ko, at this pace, it's going to take half a day. On the contrary, it's a moment to go back."

Half a day.

Then you're going to make it to class tomorrow.

"It'll take time, and you should go to bed."

"Yes, let me sweeten your words"

That's how I was led to my bedroom, where I took a nap as I let off steam from my body.

When I woke up, I was three years old.

"Whoa. You're really a child! And my voice is getting too young!

Shaking in front of the mirror, Mr. Cologne arrived.

"Oh, you're up. How's your health?

"There doesn't seem to be any particular anomaly. Thank you so much."

When I bowed to the dust, Mr. Cologne pounded.

"Shit, for a mental age of three, you're solid..."

It was a trail from the dojo. I've been baffled long before I even noticed.

Where my mental age has regressed, my personality hasn't changed.

If you're going to name a change, is that enough to make you want a treat?

"That's what you wear, isn't it? Wait a minute..."

When Ms. Cologne said so, she took the children's clothes from Tans.

Is that it? Wasn't Mr. Cologne single...

"Is that Mr. Cologne's childhood clothes?

"This is the garment of my disciple. I'm already on my own, but I can't get rid of it."

Oh, did Mr. Cologne have a disciple, too?

Then maybe he's acting as a first-rate pharmacist right now.

"Thank you for all your help. I will never forget this favor."

I changed into children's clothes, and I bowed my head to Mr. Cologne.

"Yes, that's okay. Because you defeated the Demon King... This is a thank you."

Mr. Cologne laughed and said so.

"Then you're going home with care. You can come back anytime."

"Yes."

Mr. Cologne dropped me off, and I'm leaving the tavern behind.

When I went outside, the sun was completely setting.

But today is a full moon, so I didn't feel much darkness.