The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

Training Diary　

Third day

I decided to write a diary since Usato asked me to do so.

Today is the day I was reborn. It may look good when I write it like this, but in reality, I was frightened by Mina and ran away from her, and finally got to the starting point with the help of Usato-san. I am still a coward and a cowardly boy, and I am still not satisfied with the training that Mr. Usato has given me.

But at last I have started.

I wondered if the lifeguard group that Mr. Usato recommended was really the right place for me to go. After all, it was a place where Mr. Usato belonged, and I wondered if it would be a nuisance for someone like me to join. In hindsight, I can't help but imagine such things. All I know is that Usato's mentor is a terrible person, but I wonder how it really is. If I have a faint hope, I hope that the harshness of Mr. Usato is the harshness of that person. I know that this is a hope that will probably be shattered.

Let me write about the training.

First of all, the training was tougher than Meena's bullying.

Yesterday's training made me realize how much Usato had taken it easy on me. He may be pretending to be an actor, but I'm sure it's just another side of him. I don't think he is acting, because he yells so much and grumbles so much even when I am not watching him. I wonder what kind of acting he is doing, considering that every time he makes a mistake, he is rolled, abused, trampled on and then healed with healing magic.

Usato-san during training is a monster, and Usato-san outside of training is a human being, and that's how he has come to stand in my mind.

I'm writing my diary now, but my hands are shaking just writing this. There is nothing wrong with my body, in fact, I am in perfect physical condition because my healing magic is in full effect. The trembling is probably due to fear, the difference between the good and evil sides of Usato-san makes me feel more uneasy than ever.

I can't stop shaking to think that behind that smile, he is thinking about tomorrow's training schedule, and now my legs can't stop shaking to think how much his disrespect to Usato-san in his mild-mannered state will affect tomorrow's training.

No, I don't have the energy to write anymore.

This is the end of my diary for the third day of training.

Fourth day

I'm sorry, I'm inexperienced.

I passed out in the hallway with my diary in my hand.

This is the first time I have ever fainted with a pen in one hand and a diary in the other. The panicked voice of Mr. Kyou left a strong impression on my memory.

Let's get myself together and write.

Today's training started with cursing.

According to Usato-san, I have an incredibly low endurance. I have the same endurance as an ordinary person, but for Usato-san's healing magician, my body is as good as paper, and if I was hit by the leader of the lifeguard squad, my bones would shatter into pieces. So, today I trained to counter this, along with training to develop my magical power.

I'm finally starting to feel the magic properly and I'm getting a good feeling about it.

I thought I could use healing magic consistently now.

Wrong.

Too different.

Yesterday I thought I wrote that I had started anew, but I stand corrected. I hadn't even started. The very fact that I could feel the magic was the beginning of the full-scale training of Usato's healing magic.

The training became more intense.

The abuse became more intense.

And most of all, the training itself had changed so much that I, who had been optimistic before the training, almost died.

The new training is to simply avoid magic bullets. The training is based on the reversal of the idea that you should not be hit by attacks to compensate for your weakness in durability. ...... but .......

His healing magic is used too wrongly.

Why does he throw magic bullets at us?

Why is he throwing magic bullets at us?

I'm sure she was born in the wrong family.

His ball speed is faster than Meena's...

What is she training to fight?

And for some reason, if you hit him, he blows you away with a magic bullet, and if you hit him, he yells at you saying, "Don't take it," and when you say you can't, he grabs you by the chest and says, "I was a fist! It's still better to be a magic bullet! >>I was left with nothing to say.

It's a healing magic bullet, so there's no pain or anything, but there is an impact, so it's really bad to feel the impact as if you've been punched.

But maybe I can do it because I'm a healing magician too.

I'll give it a try.

I can't.

It's not something you can send off with your arm strength in the first place, and I should have come to the conclusion that it's something only she can do when she can make such a big impact with a magic bullet that has no weight to begin with.

I wonder how strong he really is.

Of course, the training did not end here.

Except for a break to restore Usato's magic power, we were forced to dodge magic bullets endlessly throughout the day.

I think this training is really mind-bogglingly awesome. After all, I never get tired. If you are hit by a magic bullet that is filled with healing magic, you will recover as much as the magic power contained in it, so you can keep moving. Moreover, I was able to feel the magic power more than yesterday because most of the magic bullets hit me directly, so the healing magic is constantly being used on my body, though unwillingly.

That said, Usato's magic power seemed to be depleted quickly and he was on the verge of running out of magic power by the time the training was over.

He is also depressed as if his mind, not his body, is worn out. I've heard in class that the state of mind affects the body, and I think that's exactly what's happening to me right now.

I don't care about anything anymore, and in fact, even when I'm writing this diary, I feel like I don't care about anything at all. I'm in such a bad state that I can only think about how to survive tomorrow's training rather than fighting with Meena.

No.

I don't know, but I can't.

I'm going to bed. End of journal.

Fifth day

Last day of training.

All I could think about was training.

I didn't care about the onlookers in my line of sight, or the people who were tormenting me.

In the end, I could only avoid a few of Usato's magic bullets.

Usato-san was <>I've had enough of this.

Thank you.

Mr. Usato.

And be prepared.

Mina.

It's not personal, it's not revenge, it's not payback.

It's just a way for me to break the ties that bind me to you and look forward, so that I can stand beside you as a member of the Rescue Mission. And this is something I have not told you, but I believe that this game is for me to say goodbye to my parents and my abominable house. I'm not going to give in to ...... any more so that I can start my own life without being trapped by magic, good or bad.

I will defeat Meena.

I'm going to put everything I've got on the line and I'm going to blow her away.

"........."

After reading that, I closed the diary that had fallen open in front of Nack's room.

Then I thought. The boy who had seemed so timid a few days ago had turned into a boy worthy of his sharp eyes.

"Are you sure about this, ......?"

The boy has already gone to fight Meena.

I am on my way there now, but it is not hard to imagine the horror of the mock battle that will take place today for the girl named Meena.

"...... I'm sure Usato will take care of it. I'm sure Usato will take care of it.

Even if you are seriously injured, Usato will take care of it.

He nodded his head in an escape from reality, put the diary he had picked up on the desk in his room, and started to get ready to go to Kyou and Satsuki, who were waiting for him at the school.

Today is the day of the battle between Nack and Meena.

Amako and I were standing in front of the entrance to the school, which was crowded with students. I left Nack a little while ago, and Bulrin is staying at the stables. This is because, apart from Nack, who has a match coming up, I can't bring Bulrin, who is a demon, into the crowd.

When I told Amako why I didn't bring Bulrin with me, she was astonished that I could be so considerate ......, but being the forgiving person that I am, I forgave her with a healing magic bump. Amaco fainting in agony with his forehead held down? I don't know.

Usatoh!

"Oh, here he comes."

As I was gliding past Amako, who was glaring at me with a grim look in her eyes, I heard a voice calling me.

I turn my head toward the voice and see Inukami-senpai and Kazuki walking toward me. The reason why we were waiting here, is because we were waiting for our senpai and Kazuki.

We had not seen them for a long time during the training with Nack, so we were worried that they might do whatever they wanted, but we also wanted to see them.

"Hello, Usato-kun. It's been a few days, I guess you could say. ......What's wrong with Amako?"

"Usato torments me..."

"It's been a few days! How is Kazuki, too?"

"Ah! Sounds like Usato had a rough time of it too!"

Amako was about to ask for help from a troublesome person, so I intercepted her and greeted Kazuki at the same time. Kazuki smiles at me, as if he has heard from his senpai.

He is a fresh and handsome guy with a dazzling smile as ever. .......

How are you doing over there?

"I've been practicing magic in the big library and other things I can do only here at ....... I really wanted to bring Usato along, but there were ...... circumstances, so it couldn't be helped."

"I know you're busy training for the NAC, so I thought I'd do my best to stay out of your way. I've been trying to avoid seeing you as much as possible."

"Oh, I didn't realize that. ...... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."

But good.

Even though it was an act, I didn't want you to see my abuse of Rose's image. I don't know about myself, but I think I looked horrible to Kiriha and the others.

"What about Ms. Welsey?"

"She said she was looking for Gladys. Maybe it has something to do with the letter?"

It's true that it's been more than a week since I gave them the letter, so they may have come to a conclusion by now. I was worried about the result of the letter ...... during the training, but I am relieved to see that today has come without any problems.

Shall we go then? It's still early.

It's never too early to start. Let's go."

"I'm really curious to see what kind of fights the kids Usato trained will be able to do.

What we are going to see is a mock battle between Nack and Mina.

I have trained enough in the past five days to be able to fight, but there is nothing more I can do. The rest is up to Nack himself.

"......Amako, what are you doing? Are you going to leave me here ......?"

"You ...... will never forgive me. ...... will never forgive me. ...... will never forgive me."

You're really overreacting with all this bumping and poking.

I lifted Amako, who was still looking at me with a bitter look, aside and walked alongside Kazuki and my senpai. I know it looks surreal walking with a hooded girl under my arm, but I don't care because I've had enough of those stares since I started knuckle-dragging here.

"Usato-kun, is Nack okay?"

Amako was being held in his arms as he was being held by his senpai, and the senpai asked him about it while looking at him quizzically.

"I'm fine. I think I did everything I could do.

"Does that have anything to do with the way people look at you ......?"

"...... Well, you know."

He's on to us now, this senior.

He smiles a blasé smile and looks around, and all the students whose eyes meet his quickly look away. What's with that reaction, am I some kind of a thug or something?

"You must have surprised these people with all that great training!"

"Oh, I don't know if ...... it's great or not. I've had my share of training. Don't look at me like you just found something interesting. My own training is just running, dodging magic bullets, and other simple things. ......"

"That's putting it mildly. ......"

Shut up, you little fox.

He smiles awkwardly at the smiling Kazuki, but shakes the amako in his arms as if to get back at least a little bit.

Get drunk, get drunk! While I was rocking her with such thoughts in my mind, I noticed that she was staring at me and Amako with her eyes narrowed quizzically.

"You seem to be getting along very well with her, don't you?

"What? Well, we were together to a certain extent."

"Together, together? ......"

What was he doing that was so crazy? The senior who was walking in front of me turned his head once and then suddenly turned around and looked at me with his fingers intertwined in his hands and his eyes slightly upward.

"......I'm jealous of you,......I'm jealous of you."

In the original world, a senior who is a beautiful girl who deserves the word "pretty" would look up at you and make you swoon, regardless of your gender. In fact, I'm confident that I would have swooned too if I had been in my original world .......

I'm sure I'd have a stroke too. So, Kazuki, what were you doing practicing magic?"

Such a girlish act now won't change your disappointment.

I go through the senpai who froze looking up at me and proceed down the aisle with Kazuki.

"Hmm? I know. I was trying to make it easier to use that thing I showed you when I hit the target before. It's just that it's hard to concentrate on the controls, you know?

I can't even cast a spell. But if you look at it another way, you might be able to solve the problem in a surprising way, you know?"

"Please wait a minute!

As I was walking happily talking with Kazuki, my senpai, who was still frozen behind me, suddenly grabbed my shoulder with such force that I could have heard an onomatopoeic sound.

What's the matter with you, you're bothering me.

You should have reacted more! Are you dead or are you!"

"I'm going to be rude. I'd have a crush on you all the time if you weren't so calculating. I'm in love with you in a moment.

"It would be rude to just say <>! I'm a beautiful girl! Be more primly shy!"

"Please realize that it's bad enough that you're aware of it and you're doing it ......"

It's not that she calls herself a beautiful girl, but she is in fact a beautiful girl no matter who you look at her, and it's amazing that you can't deny it. But I'm not so stupid as to fall into the obvious trap, and more than anything, her frustrated face is funny ....... No, no, no, no, I'm not, I've been pretending to be Rose, and my mind has turned sadistic too.

The actual "I'm not a fan of the way you look at me" look is a little bit more than just a look of a person's face, it's a look of a person's heart.

"Yes, yes, I'm thrilled. Is this okay? Then let's go ahead."

"Kuh ...... what a humiliation ...... I feel like I'm becoming more S than before ...... without even thinking about it."

I followed suit, letting my senpai walk away with her cheeks flushed bright red and groaning.

Then Kazuki, who had been watching us, smiled even brighter.

"Haha, you and Usato are good friends after all. I feel at ease watching them."

"......Yes, I feel at ease with the two of you."

I reply without denying his words.

I want to be honest at times like this, even if he says I'm cynical.

...... Oh no, now my face is hot. I knew I shouldn't have said such an outlandish thing. I try to make him face forward and hold his face with my hand so that he can't see Amako who is holding him.

"Usato, what's wrong? Hold your face and ...... grow horns or something?"

I've calmed down. You've just made me calm down.

What kind of monster does this little fox think I am?

I can't grow horns or anything because I'm human, right?

There were many students gathered in the training hall.

A mock battle between two students is already taking place in a four-sided frame in the center of the training ground, and the students are watching the battle as if they are surrounded by the students.

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"Oh, so this is what it looks like."

After dropping Amako off at the spot, I slowly looked for a place where I could watch the mock battle with the seniors.

The two students fighting were both holding wooden swords in their hands, and with a yell, they were unleashing different kinds of magic and engaging in sword fights with each other. The older student, who was watching the battle with great interest, looked back at me as if he was thinking something.

"So this is what it's like for a magician to fight a mock battle. It's different from the kind of competition that Usato-kun and Halfa-kun are used to.

"There aren't many wizards who are as physical as me to begin with, so this is rather normal."

Mr. Halfa is a fighter who uses the anticipation of the magic eye.

I use healing magic and physical strength.

In my case, it is so savage that it could be called a fighting technique, but at this point it would be wrong to measure it by the standards of a normal wizard.

"I've heard that there are many ways to fight by combining magic and weapons. I don't see many people like Usato using their bare hands."

"Haha, I don't need a weapon in the first place."

As a lifeguard, I don't really need a blade.

Now that I've mastered a new technique called "healing magic bullet," I don't need an ordinary sword anymore. Rather, my modern senses and the feeling I got from using the wooden spear I used when I fought the serpent made me think that blades are not for me.

However, I would like to have a basket hand like the one used by Kiriha.

I was not necessarily begging for anything, but I was thinking like that as I walked around and looked for a place where I could watch the games. Students who noticed us walking around looked at us strangely, and a boy with familiar gray hair approached us.

"You are all here together, aren't you?

"Hello, Mr. Halfa."

"Are you here to watch the mock battle, too?"

He greets Mr. Halfa as he approaches with a soft smile.

I have seen you several times during the training with Nack, but I haven't talked to you since the first day of training, right?

"Yes, I like these kinds of events, so I came here to see them. ......I really want to attend, but my partner always abstains. ...... hahahaha."

"...... so and so."

I guess I'm just afraid of you, who only goes for the sharpest points. .......

In fact, I had many close calls when I was fighting with Mr. Halfa. I laugh at him as he cries out in disappointment, and move to the spot where he was just now.

"I think I can see better here. It's the only place that was mysteriously empty.

"Yes, it's much easier to see now that you're here, isn't it?"

.........What's with the way you make it sound like I'm intimidated by the students around me. I'm not, am I? You're scared of Mr. Halfa, aren't you? I'm afraid of kryptonite attacks! When I looked around with my cheeks twitching, they again looked away and kept their distance from me.

"Nah, I don't get it. ......"

"What did you really do? It's obvious that there is awe in the way they look at you."

"Oh, you don't know? Mr. Usato is here... ugh."

When he almost slips up, Halfa immediately steps in front of him, covers his mouth, and gestures for him to be quiet by holding up his own index finger.

This is a secret. He nodded his head, his face turning blue, and I turned to him with a clear expression on my face.

"Nothing happened here, did it?"

"......Yes, nothing happened."

"......... I doubt it! The whole exchange we just had is suspicious in so many ways, and what in the world did you do while we weren't meeting!"

The senior staff member, perhaps unable to cover up his mistake, comes in breathing hard.

I knew he was not the kind of person who could be fooled by force, but what should I do? ....... I try to think of a way to get rid of him, but Kazuki restrains me before I can think of a way to get rid of him.

"Let's not pry too much into it. Even Usato has one or two things he doesn't want you to know.

"Gu,mmm ......, you're right,......."

I don't mind if they find out, but it's better that they don't know.

I was thankful to Kazuki for restraining my thoughts, but as I turned my attention back to the simulation, Harufa-san started talking to me.

"...... Usato-san. Is that girl ......?"

He is looking at Amako, who is standing behind me like she is hiding.

"Hmm? Yeah, she's kind of like a fellow traveler, isn't she?

"You have similar magic to me. But it is different, white magic power seems to gather in your eyes, is it more advanced magic vision than mine from your senses? I saw her at ...... Nack-kun's training, what is she ......?"

"...... hmmm."

"...... No, if you don't want to say anything, that's fine. I understand best the difficulties of magic related to the magic eye.

Thank you for being so perceptive.

Amako's prediction is a beastman-specific magic, so those who know it will recognize it at once.

But Halfa's magic eye is amazing. He can guess the approximate answer just by looking at the magic power of Amako's eyes. Maybe he even has a guess that his magical eye is a kind of precognition.

"Let's change the subject. I have a message from Kiriha, and she asked me to tell you if I see Usato and the others.

"From Kiriha and the others?"

"He said that he and his friends are supporting them in another place because it would be bad for their appearance if they were with them."

"I see. ...... Thank you. Thank you for telling me.

No, no, no. I myself am glad that she is doing this, as she is not usually so dependent on humans to pass on messages.

I wonder if there has been some kind of change of heart, I go through Halfa's words as she looks at me smiling.

Kiriha and her friends are watching from another place. ...... Unlike Amako, I hide my face and they immediately recognize me. It's a little disappointing that we can't see them together, but it can't be helped.

I wonder when the mock battle of the knack is going to be, but from what I heard this morning, it should be soon since I didn't hear that there were so many participants in this mock battle.

The battle going on in front of me is about to end, so I looked around the training ground to see a boy with short black hair and a girl with distinctive twin-tail hair standing side by side near the entrance to the school building of the training ground.

"Ah, there they are."

"You must be Nack. And there's that girl Meena."

Senpai also found them, blinking his eyes as he looked at the two in a row.

I was worried that Nack would be frightened by Meena and slow down his movements during the mock battle, but from the looks of him now, it seems that I don't have to worry about him. She is talking to Nack as if she is provoking him, but he is staring at the place where the mock battle is taking place without moving an inch.

Perhaps it is not so much the result of the training, but rather the side effect of the mental friction, which is working in a positive way. I was a little too hard on him, but I guess that's all for the best.

Now all we have to do is to defeat the girl.

The bell rings to signal the end of the simulation.

The two students leave with cheers, and Nack and Meena with their silver shields stand on the battlefield.

Looking at their proud expressions, it seems that they are relieved to have the shield as an absolute defense, but if you underestimate Nack, you will get hurt.

In the first place, healing people is not the only kind of healing magic, and she is the one who made Nack's healing magic in such a way. You will learn what that means at ....... After all, he can't use healing magic on others, and I didn't teach him the healing punch, a technique that won't hurt them. If he is not careful, he may be seriously injured by Nack's bare-handed attack.

"That's why I'm here. So go ahead and give him what he wants, Nack. The heartless parents who abandoned you, the people who scoffed at you, all of them can't keep up with you now---none of them can keep up with your speed."

Let's see the fruits of your labor of the last five days, today at this time.