37 03 Story: Daily Brittleness

At the end of the magic pharmacy class, the school had a lunch break.

Me, Gran and Mize meet up with Elysia, the hero family, and head to the courtyard.

Lately, the four of us had a lot of lunch together in the courtyard.

"In short, you're saying that Twate did it again."

When Mize and Gran explained what had happened at Magic Pharmacy, Elisia stared at me with a zero sigh.

"Two months early from enrollment.... little by little, you're coming out."

"... I don't mean to"

While denying it, I remember last month.

Example disturbance - since that day when you stopped Elisia from avenging herself. Hi. She gives me the impression that she thinks I'm who I am. Elysia also guesses that I don't really want her to step in, which she doesn't pursue with dignity, but from time to time she was obviously surprised at me.

"Hey...... could you possibly have had that experience?

Elysia leaned towards me and asked me with a lurking voice.

"That kind of experience?

"The... poisoning, something like that"

To the noisy word, I zero my sigh.

"You can't have that experience"

"Oh, right. You haven't done that much to a boulder."

"Oh. By and large, magic tools are magically counterproductive. If you want to make poison, make it not with magic pharmacy, but with pure pharmaceutical technology.... Same as cooking. If you really want to kill people, you better take care of yourself."

"Hey, really? You never really poisoned him?

I felt that Elisia's suspicions had become more intense.

I'm trying to find this one's sincerity, and I'm bringing my face closer.

Gran and Mize watched me and Elysia's reward a little further away.

"Hey, I knew you guys were dating, right?

says Gran, who has a blue muscle on his forehead.

Did Elisia return the words to me, distancing herself from me and coughing her up like an attitude?

"We're not (...) dating right now. Isn't that right, Tweet?

"Oh."

If I did it and now only the (...) part, I also feel it was a strong tone, but there is no mistake in her words.

At one point, a theory of me and Elysia's lover surfaced between these four people.

The beginning would have been when I kissed her when I persuaded her to stop Elysia's revenge. But that wasn't what we wanted, no matter what we thought. I was desperate to keep the routine in front of me, and Elisia was burning with hatred and losing her normal thinking skills.

I told her it was all a misunderstanding because of that circumstance - but she didn't seem convinced.

At that time, Elicia also said, "Right? That's a misunderstanding," she agreed, "but since then, she's been grumpy every time this topic comes up.

I thought I should say something, but now I'm going to be a snake no matter what I say, so I decided to quietly proceed with my meal.

As I sat down on the wooden bench, the soft wind blowing through the courtyard rocked my hair.

Me and Gran are buying and selling bread. Elisia and Mize were eating their own lunches.

I look at Mize, chewing on the shadow and bread.

Eating colorful lunches, small mouths, little by little, what she did was still polite, not like a young girl of her age.

"I always thought Mize was very elegant."

"Huh!? Oh, really?!?

To Elisia's whining, Mize returns a huge response.

"Yeah. It conveys the goodness of growing up. It's like nobility."

"Oh, no, that's not true! Look, look, I'm a foodie! Lunch boxes and stuff like this with a big mouth - muggle!? Whoa, whoa!!

Mize tried to eat all three egg rolls together, opening her big mouth. But in the end, he got stuck in his throat, coughing hard while keeping his mouth down.

I don't know if Elisia and Gran are aware of it... but apparently Mize also has something to hide.

If you're not willing to reveal it to the person, it would be a wild one to step in.

In fact, I have something to hide, too, and that's something I don't want you to step into as much as possible.

A month ago.

I felt bad about Elisia's daily fragility.

Daily routines are destroyed at short notice.

It was very difficult to regain the destroyed routine.

If we can do this, I want our routine to be sturdy.

Without succumbing to any adversity, there is no shaking to any disaster. Sometimes I wish it was such a sturdy routine.

But - a month has passed since then, and I understand.

This daily brittleness lasts forever (...).

Originally, it's brittle. The one called Everyday.

That seems to be the brittleness of everyday life. Therefore, he reconsidered that it was impossible to be sturdy.

I have something to hide.

Mize has something to hide, too.

Elysia had something to hide.

I'm sure Gran has some complications, too.

On top of that, the routine is made up.

So the inhabitants of the world, everyday, are very cautious. Do not lack attention to the other person. Do not unnecessarily irritate the other person. Having lived in everyday life, they strive every day not to break it because they know their daily brittleness well.

- A little, I might have been proud.

Until now, there was little awareness that I had followed this routine.

It is true that the human beings and brave men of our institution defeated the Demon King, which must have kept the people's daily routine. But we're not the ones who've kept that routine, they're the ones here. We're not the only ones who've kept up with our daily routine. It is also thanks to them.

I still have a lot to learn from them.

That was a pleasure for me.

"... hmm?

Feel uncomfortable around your right hip and stop your bread-eating hands.

My uniform pocket was shaking slightly.

Apparently, 'Communications Paper' is incoming.

"Bad, slightly off the seat"

Put in a short no and took a seat.

For some reason, I had a bad feeling.