𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟖: 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲-𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭
“Hey, I brought the bulbs.”
Tyran-san stands up at Gweil-san’s call and reaches out towards me.
“Let’s go.”
Relying on his hand, I stand up and hold hands with Meti-chan as we walk towards Gweil-san.
The appearance of the bulbs brought is no different from those in the human realm. Although I am not knowledgeable about flowers, I would easily believe it if someone told me they were tulip bulbs.
However, their appearance may be the same, but the procedure for planting them is completely different.
“Dairy-chan, watch closely.”
Meti-chan receives the smallest bulb and holds it in both hands. She then brings her hands to her mouth and blows gently through the gaps between her fingers.
“Sending magic into it, huh. I see, it’s a flower from the Demon Realm.”
Tyran-san murmurs so and receives two bulbs from Gweil-san.
“Here, Dairy too.”
“Thank you.”
Following Meti-chan’s example, I blow into the bulb. However, there is no change in the bulb. I’m not sure if I managed to send magic into it, but I plant it in a larger planter.
Taking care of the flowers until they bloom seems to be a bit special, but Gweil-san and Meti-chan will take care of it.
“Let’s look forward to what kind of flowers will bloom! I’ll let you know when they bloom!”
Waving their hands, they see us off. Leaving the cleanup to them, we head to the kitchen to bring down the dishes.
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『”ᴀᴡᴇʙsᴛᴏʀɪᴇs.ᴄᴏᴍ” – ᴅɪsᴄoᴠᴇʀ ᴀ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs ᴡɪᴛʜ “ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs” ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇss ᴛᴏ “ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs”.』
・・・
“Is the Cerberus on your mind too, Dairy?”
“Huh?”
“You seemed concerned earlier. If it’s okay with me, shall we go in the evening?”
“Is that alright?!”
“Yeah. But bring some food just in case you get attacked. If it gets dangerous, call out to me. It’s better to have something you can throw quickly.”
“Is it really that dangerous?”
“Well, if it comes to it, I’ll manage with magic. That’s why I’m accompanying you. So make something for me too.”
Tyran-san points to [that], which is a towel. But I don’t have the skill to make a towel. This was prepared for me by Ciel-san.
“In that case, let’s call Ciel-san. . .”
“I have a towel. What I want is the enchantment magic.”
“But this towel only has healing and strengthening enchantments, right? And if it’s magic, Tyran-san is better at it. . .”
“Yours is the most effective.”
“I-I see. . .”
It’s embarrassing to think that I have been acknowledged.
Unlike me, blushing, Tyran-san maintains a serious expression. There is a hint of tiredness on his face, though.
After all, he must be quite tired from working in seclusion and then repotting. Without delving too deep, I nodded in agreement.
I stopped by the kitchen and ordered a simple meal.
Tyran-san only took the drink. He said he would sleep like this and have the meal when he wakes up.
While he was having breakfast prepared for him, I headed to Tyran-san’s room and cast a spell on the blanket.
It was Tyran-san’s request to use a blanket instead of a towel. He came all the way to the front of the room and then decided to bring it here. He was delighted that he could now sleep soundly.
Who would have thought that the enchantment spell had such power. . .
After parting with Tyran-san, I return to the kitchen and eat the onion soup and omelet that they had prepared for me. I have two slices of bread, which I spread jam on and eat.
Once I feel full, a gentle yawn escapes me.
Taking advantage of the kindness of the two, I entrust them with the dishes and return to my room to take a shower.
While struggling to keep my eyelids from closing, I cast a magic spell on my own blanket. Finally, I get into bed.
As I immediately feel the initial effects, I slowly sink into sleep.
“Ahh, I slept well.”
I sit up, savoring a big yawn.
Not only compared to the night before, but even compared to two nights ago, my body feels refreshed. Is this the true effect of the magic spell? I should have tried it earlier.
Looking at the clock, it’s already past noon.
It seems like I slept deeply more than I thought. I’m relieved that there is still enough time to prepare the snack. I wash my face, change clothes, and head to the kitchen. After having a late lunch, I start making the snack.
Today’s snack is steamed egg bread.
Since I had heard beforehand that Tyran-san would be staying in his room, I had asked for his preferences to prepare something he likes after work.
He also requested some to be brought to his room, so I had planned to make a larger quantity from the beginning. Additionally, I need to set aside some for The Cerberus. After considering various things, I decided to make twice the amount as last time.
When I headed towards the king’s chamber, Tyran-san was there. It seems he had informed Demon King-sama about The Cerberus that we were going to meet.
“If anything happens, don’t hesitate to call for me.”
Demon King-sama said so and took out the communication device.
When I received it, I felt overwhelmed by such an expensive item. . .but now, I am very grateful for it. Once you get used to it, you can’t go back to the time when you didn’t have it. It’s just like a smartphone.
“It should be fine since I’m with you.”
“That’s true.”
Demon King-sama nodded in agreement with Tyran-san’s words and put the device back into its dedicated bag.
・・・
『”𝙰𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜.𝚌𝚘𝚖” – 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘v𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒v𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘v𝚎, 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚍v𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘v𝚎𝚕s 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 “𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜” 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒v𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 “𝚊𝚍v𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜”.』
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