The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

De: "A weak woman with both strength and speed, right?"

Mi: "What do you mean?"

"nothing."

Dekan was quite certain that, unlike himself, a card maker who went to the Knights Academy, Mia was the opposite; the poisonous assassin went to the Alchemy Academy.

We are all dream chasers with ideas.

Mir touched Alice's forehead and said:

“I will use a potion to make Alice sleep longer, and then hypnotize her so that she thinks what just happened was also a dream.”

"Do you... have any side hustles?"

Dekan asked suspiciously.

Mir: "Come on, if we call the sheriff of the capital, your problem will be much more serious than mine, you know that?"

Dekan: "......"

Soon, Mier returned to the lab, retrieved a toolbox, and took out a vial of medicine.

After injecting Alice, a series of hypnotic treatments were initiated.

The technique was quite skillful.

"Alice won't wake up anytime soon, but I'm afraid you can't come to my lab for the time being. If Alice sees you again, she'll definitely start to doubt the reality of dreams."

Mier put away his toolbox.

"......Too."

Dekan's expression betrayed his disappointment.

The exchange of toxins has only just begun, and progress has to be temporarily suspended.

I'll have to wait until next Monday to continue in the school's lab.

How do you utilize your storage room?

Mier suddenly asked.

"It's been converted into a card-making workshop."

Dekanda.

Mir: "We'll bring some tools to your place and spend the next couple of days figuring out how to mount the communication toxin onto the highly toxic ground spikes."

Dekan: "Perfect."

Mia: "I'll come find you after I've calmed Alice down."

Dekan: "Rain or shine, 404 is waiting for you."

054 Cornelia's Weekend

It was already dawn, and a faint bluish-gray light was appearing outside the window.

Alice looked exceptionally endearing as she lay in bed.

Even in her sleep, her breathing was sweet and gentle.

There seemed to be a faint smile on her face; perhaps she was dreaming about something.

"You're really something, you can even brainwash her from nightmares into beautiful dreams."

Dekan sat on the chair next to her, looking at Alice's state, and couldn't help but sigh.

"What do you mean by brainwashing? This is legitimate sleep aid."

Mier glanced at Dekan and said softly.

"I think we should find an opportunity to exchange ideas about this kind of serious technology."

Dekan really wanted to learn Mier's technique.

Essential skills for home and travel.

"Then you have to give me a copy of the mental spell cards you make in the future."

Mier clearly understood why Dekan wanted to learn this.

Dekan: "Of course, each of us from the 'Axis of Goodness' co-produced product must have one copy."

Mir: "You've already decided on a name for our company?"

Dekan: "What do you think of this name?"

Mir: "That's good, it suits our characteristics very well."

......

Listening to Alice's steady breathing on the bed, the slightly chilly air of the capital made the two of them feel strangely drowsy.

Having weathered the tumultuous night, Dekan and Mier have finally reached the moment of parting.

"I'll probably have to stay with Alice today, so I'm not sure when I'll be able to come see you. It might be tonight."

Mier escorted Dekan to the dormitory entrance.

Dekan nodded and said, "It's okay, my place is open 24 hours a day too."

"Then remember to prepare slippers, towels, toothbrushes, and water cups for me."

"Okay, okay. I'm going back to sleep. You should get some rest too."

"it is good."

As dawn broke, the suspect, Dekan, left his accomplice Mier's dormitory.

When Dekan returned to his dormitory, he felt an overwhelming sense of exhaustion.

He went straight to the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed.

The soft, familiar bed seemed to have a chemical reaction with him, causing him to fall into a deep sleep in an instant.

......

It was almost noon when Dekan woke up.

He stretched his body.

The soreness and stiffness in the joints is a result of maintaining a bad sleeping posture for a long time.

It seems that Master didn't secretly log in this time.

She should know to repent.

Just as Dekan was thinking this, that cold yet familiar voice rang in his heart once again:

"Who are you calling repentant?"

"...So you really have been eavesdropping all along, haven't you?"

"No, every time I wake up I hear you saying something offensive to me."

"That's what you call tacit understanding."

"Don't you think this shows how frequently you talk bad about me every day, rather than explaining it as tacit understanding?"

"After all, you are Waghatamashi (my soul), so what's wrong with being in sync?"

"..."

She had already heard Dekan explain what Waghatamashi meant.

But even now, she is not used to being called that by Dekan.

After a moment of silence, the master craftsman said:

"I will not use your body without your knowledge in the future."

Upon hearing this, Dekan smiled happily:

"Hehe, so Master came to apologize to me. You'll be more popular if you're more honest."

However, the master did not say anything, and Dekan only felt his vision gradually darken.

"Stop, stop, stop! I misspoke! You've always been very popular!"

There won't be a next time.

With a cold remark, the master fell into a deep sleep once more.

Dekan breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he did not appear flustered; in fact, there was a faint smile on his lips.

(Daily online battle with Master 1/1)

After finishing his daily tasks, Dekan stretched and felt refreshed.

He touched his stomach.

"I'm so hungry."

It's time to check out the new restaurant on campus.

Theresa once gave him a food map of Hevenlit Academy, which marked the specialties and reviews of each restaurant.

There are still many wonderful places in this school that Dekan hasn't explored yet.

To be honest, what impressed him most after arriving in the capital was Baron Bachcher's cooking skills.

Perhaps it was the addition of a seasoning called "Batchell's Fear" that gave Dekan a unique flavor whenever he recalled Batchell's dishes.

Forget it, as a human being, I shouldn't think like that.

Let's see if we can use the materials dropped by Bachcher to make a chef when we reach level 5.

While thinking about it, Dekan found a restaurant that interested him and enjoyed his lunch quite happily.

......

afternoon.