Shinario-dōri ni Taijō Shita no ni, Imasara Nan no Goyōdesu ka?

"So it was a bad idea to incorporate restorative magic? By the way."

Ms. Selva thinks and thinks as she gently moves her index finger in front of her face.

"That's the faint healing magic that was incorporated into the surgical ceremony. For example, the level of output when healing defects is different because fatigue is restored. In the first place, healing magic is as safe as it feels to be used up."

"Right."

"That's why I gave it to you. I can't find a reason to fall."

Indeed.

"It's just that when I look closely at you now, I can read a little why"

That's what Mr. Selva said, staring at me. It was somewhat nervous and dazzling to be deeply and deeply observed in the clear, thin-purple eyes like amethysts, as if they were trying to see through the skin.

"When Chris fell, the magic was moving too hard in his body, and everyone couldn't catch a glimpse of what was going on in his body, but he's pretty stable now."

"You don't know exactly what that is. From what I can tell, Chris was bright blue, and now he's looking good."

"I have taste in seeing the magic that goes around my body. Many magicians can't even see it."

"I don't know."

Mr. Mark has been staring at him for a while, but he gives up. He raises his hands and makes him try what he calls a "cheer up" pose. Meanwhile, Rufez is trying to figure it out, and he's going to look at me like Mr. Selva is serious. There's a deep crease between my eyebrows, and I'm a little scared while my brother.

"Can you see?

"…… something. Thin and hard to see, but I'm used to seeing your sister's magic. So maybe this unfamiliar purple magic is what you injected."

"Your answer. Do you have any idea what happened to Chris' magic?

"…… oh, darker than usual"

"That's all?"

"Your magic…… is about to mix…… the paint seeps………………"

"Good job. Enough. Close your eyes."

Sooner said Mr. Selva, Rufez exhaled loudly and fell on his bench.

"So, are you okay?

Running by accident, Rufez nodded powerlessly. I rushed to bring water from my bedside and gave it to him, but he seemed tired.

"Let him rest for a while. It's very tiring not to get used to testing magic in detail."

Rufez's forehead was snugly sweaty and now he looks so ill than I do. I had no choice but to hold the tray where the water was placed and send him the patter and the wind, and he was weakened, "Sister, at least a fan or something... oh now you don't have it".

"I'm sorry, but I thought it would be better for you to see it with your own eyes than I can explain it easily."

"No, it's okay. You're right, it's more convincing to see for yourself."

I agree with Mr. Selva with the blue face. I can't feel as much insurance on Rufes as I did earlier. Mr. Selva nodded one too and explained Rufes' view.

"I mean, Chris' darker magic color means stronger magic. It's starting to work a lot faster than I thought."

"Yeah!?

I shouted out unexpectedly, and Rufes stared at me silently. Don't, don't.

"Well, it's still a slight increase. But I was surprised, too."

"Ha..."

"And the problem is that they're trying to take my magic and mix it up."