A grave aura filled the magicians wing on that day.
At the centre of the room was the rooms owner, the head magician Cecily Tierney Her nickname was 『Mentor』and it felt as if she was looking at documents with bloodlust. A lot of books were piled on both sides of her like a cage.
The eerie aura didnt match up with the beautiful early afternoon weather we were having. I seriously want her to give me a break, I thought, but I didnt know what would happen to me if I said that out loud. She might put me in a grip hold; I really didnt want that to happen. Therefore, all I could do was remain silent. The other magicians are probably not talking for the same reason. I cant be sure though; since I cant speak.
The day before yesterday, my little master Cordelia-sama left these words with me before she departed for the fief, Im leaving things here to you, alright? Shell probably reach the fief tomorrow, I thought, but I actually wanted to go with her. I wanted to pass on staying at the magicians wing. At least, itll be great if the aura of this place returns to normal, even if temporary.
(It seems like shell get angry over anything right now.)
A sudden scream filled the room, I DID ITTTTT!!! when I thought of coming up with a reason to confine myself in a different room. Needless to say, it was the Mentors voice.
Fufufu, this is perfect! With this, we can announce Masters plan!
Mentor, you look like youre going to collapse before you announce anything! Please sleep. You have terrible eye bags.
Oh yeah, I didnt sleep because its a waste of time Thats right, Ronnie. Go buy me something sweet from Claires Candy Shop.
What do you mean 『Thats right』!?
Why was I made into a gofer when I gave advice to my boss? This is unreasonable.
But Mentor ordered me around as if it was the natural.
Youre not going to listen to the request of a pretty girl?
The pretty girl is Mentors grandchild Gahh.
I didnt say anything wrong; Mentor had a 10-year-old grandchild, so it was more suited to call her 『lady』rather than『girl』, even if she was in a frenzy just before. So calling her a girl might be rude I had thought, but Mentor was throwing a bunch of papers at me for some reason. It hit me straight in the face. It hurts. Did she reinforce the paper to protect it, or to increase the attack power? Either way, my nose hurts.
Its Ronnies fault this time.
Yeah, you shouldnt have said that.
The magician Onee-samas, who were doing their work, said that. Why?
But, I knew that I wouldnt have any allies if I express my opinions. So, I picked up the paper that was thrown. Ill be the one who cleans up afterwards anyway if it just gets left here.
Then I noticed Whats with this research?
Plan for a bathtub with an automatic water heater?
In short, it was a draft for a bathtub. It was a strange, but peaceful sentence.
I thought and read the title out, then Mentor said, Thanks for asking, as her black-framed eyes shone.
No, Mentor. You should really sleep. Youll definitely collapse. But she began talking passionately.
I noticed this when I tried Ojou-samas experiment. That, if we want a good result with the experiment, then we first need to build a bathing facility.
Excuse me?
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✔DROP!! A TALE OF THE FRAGRANCE PRINCESS
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