Never Going Home Again! ~ Since I Was Persecuted, I Should Repay the Favor, or Else I'll Be Unr

Three days after I had a high fever, I could finally wake up.

Until yesterday, when I realized that I was asleep, I couldn't do anything.

Starting today, I thought I was okay now, and Gina stopped me when I tried to get out of bed.

"The fever has dropped a lot, but don't be alarmed"

That's what I said, you didn't allow me to move out of bed.

After gobbling on the bed for a while, Martha showed up with a thick book.

"I'm keeping this from Master Glenn."

That's what they said and handed it to me was a botanical atlas.

At the time of the investigation during this time, all I could think of was pumpkin and whirlpool seeds.

I might be told to produce more, many different species in the future.

"Well... if you look at the drawings, you can remember what kind of plant seeds there are."

I became obsessed with botanical drawings.

After all, what bothers me is the edible plant page.

Vegetable and fruit seeds were easy to remember.

A few more days later, I was finally able to get to the lab.

Mr. Tris picked me up and took me to the Institute's sunny room again.

"You're feeling better. Good."

There was Mr. Glenn in the room, and he smiled nicely.

"And then say hello! I'm coming to the director."

That's how Mr. Tris left the room in a good mood.

In the meantime, I hated the Director's help so much, I don't feel that way today.

If you were wondering, Mr. Glenn told me.

"The director's help is to build a field. Tris doesn't like paperwork, but he likes to move his body, and he's happy to go."

"You were. But is it a field?

"Look, from now on, Chelsea will produce all sorts of species, right? We need to make a place to plant it."

"I see."

If you do not plant and grow the seeds you have produced, you cannot be sure if they are the seeds you wish.

When you think about it, researching and investigating my skills takes time.

Hmm, nodding, Mr. Glenn invited me to sit on the couch.

A little distance away, and Mr. Glenn sits on the couch, too.

"Well, let's start a class on magic."

"Yes, thank you"

I bowed my head deep as I sat on the couch.

I was so excited to take my first class.

For once, at home, simple readings, writing and calculations were taught sneakingly by maids and cooks who had a few.

If you can't read the name and precautions of the detergent, you told me why because you can't clean it properly...

Because those people were there, they came alive. I can only thank you.

"You don't have to be so afraid. First off, how much does Chelsea know about magic?

"All I know is that skills consume and use magic."

I said so, staring into Mr. Glenn's eyes.

Mr. Glenn nodded smaller and more than once after showing a sleigh like he thought for a while.

Then I'll explain it from the ground up.

Mr. Glenn spoke up in advance.

Magic exists everywhere.

It's in the air, in the water, in the soil, and we live with it in take-up.

I can't see it in a person's body, but there's a container that I can keep for the magic of "magic pot".

Eating will restore a small amount and getting enough sleep will restore all.

So far, it's been figured out, and they say it's more or less what people know.

"Actually, a recent study found that eating a good meal increases the capacity of the magic pot."

There was a knock at the same time Mr. Glenn smiled.

Slowly the door opened and Martha came in as she pressed the cart.

"Huh? How could Martha?

"That's because I asked for it."

Mr. Glenn had a slightly nibbly grin, like when the prank succeeded.

As I leaned my neck without knowing, Martha approached the table off the couch.

Then hang the white tablecloth and arrange the treats and tea handily.

"This is a continuation of what I was saying, but from today on, it's time to take your time and enjoy the delicious treats."

"Yes!?

When I raised my voice of surprise, Mr. Glenn's grin deepened.

"It's a good opportunity. Let's study manners together."

Martha smiled after everything had been set.

It's too luxurious to just have time for a treat......

I was told that I would also study manners, just a little... just a little relieved.

I ate pudding with caramel sauce while learning manners when eating sweets.

I almost got a yummy, weird voice, but I put up with it a lot.

It was a very small size so I could eat it.

There's still a line of sweets on the table, but my stomach's not going in anymore.

It's to increase the amount of magic, so should I eat a lot?

"It's important to eat as much as you feel it tastes good. Forced to pack it doesn't work."

I stared at the sweets, and that's what Mr. Glenn told me.

"Good... because I was already hungry"

"I thought so. And then we'll have a nice cup of tea."

Thus, time flowed slowly.