Chapter 18: Accident – 1

Chapter 18: Accident – 1

“To put it simply, you could say it’s an ice magic that is cast immediately upon throwing?”

*That’s right. The grade is… about grade 2? As expected, because you use good materials, even potions that usually have the effect of the lowest-grade magic that doesn’t reach grade 1 have the power of grade 2 magic.*

“Ah, that’s right. The higher the grade of magic, the stronger it is.”

This was also a setting in the novel, so it was a fact I already knew.

…In addition, the fact that magic can only be used if you have some talent in the field was also a setting in the novel.

In other words, it is only possible to use magic in the field in which you have talent.

But…

“…This just casts magic immediately when you throw it?”

*That’s right? If you want to add more stability, you can modify it in various ways… but at the current level, it’s impossible.*

“But, this… if I mass-produce and supply it…”

*An army that instantly pours out magic without stopping would be mass-produced, right?*

Of course, since I am the only producer, that will not happen realistically…

This is not just an item that has aggressiveness.

People who cannot use ice magic can use magic just by throwing it without using any mana.

Suddenly, Elena’s cold face flashed through my mind.

Is it okay to sell this…?

*If you’re worried about the problems that might arise from this, I want to tell you to stop.*

“…Why?”

*From the moment you made the potion, you created an item that goes against the laws of this world.

Instant healing is the unique ability of priests and temples, but… your potion didn’t follow the laws of this world from the beginning.*

“That’s right, that’s right, but…”

*You will never suffer any misfortune or unfair death because of that ability. As long as we, and I, are here.*

…It seemed like a very touching line, but somehow it was said by the system that was being sarcastic until just now, so the feeling was not good.

In the first place, I don’t know what the basis of that confidence is.

*Now, your life is not entirely your own. There’s no reason for the company not to ‘manage’ the company’s assets.*

“…’Assets’, you say. Am I some kind of slave?”

*It’s a somewhat unpleasant expression, but in fact, we don’t really force you to do anything, do we?*

“…Is there any guarantee that will continue in the future? No, in the first place, why should I trust you?”

*Do you have any other way? By the way, you’re unusually suspicious and thoughtful this time?

I thought you would just say, “Wow! It’s a new potion! Let’s show it to Christie!”*

Unusually… huh.

Does the system really know what kind of person I am?

With that thought, I was silent for a moment.

The times I have lived pass through my mind.

The things I missed, and the things I let go of.

At the center of it was always myself, who doubted, didn’t believe, and tried to cut everything off.

Therefore… I loosened my hardening expression.

I decided not to do that in this life.

Rather than being wary and avoiding people, I decided to approach them even if I was brazen.

Even if there is something suspicious, I decided to be optimistic.

I decided not to cut off or let go of the things that come to me.

Again, I decided to return to the time when I was the purest and most likable ‘me’.

It’s difficult to do that sincerely right now, so at least… I decided to act like that.

“…Would you be thinking of selling this peacefully even after going through that kind of thing with Elena?

What if Elena sees this and goes crazy and kidnaps or threatens me?”

*Oh? Are you scared?*

“What? Ha… You know how to provoke people?”

*In the first place, you won’t be easily defeated with that much power. And… I’ll tell you specifically, Elena won’t be in the capital for the next month.

So, do what you have to do comfortably.*

Suppressing the pessimism and suspicion that always rises after coming to this world, I play the ‘me’ in this world.

The happy childhood ‘me’ who ran around the world without any problems.

The afterimage of the past that I want to resemble the most.

I abandon the already distorted and tainted appearance of reality and play the appearance I want the most.

I know that it hurts too much to go back to that time right now…

Well, anyway, it’s a newly acquired life and a newly acquired opportunity,

Isn’t there no need to live suspiciously and gloomily?

There is no longer a disease that restricts my body, or a prison called a hospital, so why would I act like a patient or a prisoner.

‘Thank you sincerely, system. Thanks to you, I got this opportunity again.’

Thanks to you, I remembered my bright sides that I had forgotten, and I can live like that.

I’m living again as ‘me’, who was not the gloomy, pessimistic, terminally ill ‘me’, but the energetic and sometimes brazen ‘me’ without any pain.

I chose the words to answer the system while thinking about the thoughts that I would never say out loud.

Not yet, but an answer that is like the ‘me’ I want to be in the future.

So, I smiled and answered the system.

“Is that so…? Then, it’s okay to do business openly, right? Elena’s not here either.”

*That’s bold? Can I interpret that as you’re going to make more potions in the future?*

“Isn’t it? To be honest, isn’t it too cliché? Health potions, mana potions… I need to make a slightly original, my own potion, right?

That’s how I can make a lot of money and live peacefully while healing.”

I sincerely wanted to live like that.

Chatting with friends I made from time to time, taking walks in scenic places when I want to, and talking energetically with people.

A life where I can do those small things that have been taken away.

A life where I can recognize what is called ‘daily life’ by others as cliché and boring.

I wanted to live such a life.

And I will live it. Now, it’s possible in this world.

“Let’s go! At this rate, Christie will leave work first!”

Time was delayed because I had more thoughts than I thought.

Well, it didn’t seem bad to occasionally remember what I ultimately wanted to be like.

If I just move forward blindly without a purpose, I might get lost.

With those thoughts in mind, I took the newly made potion and went out of the house.

It wasn’t like I was going out with a huge impression compared to the thoughts I had just had.

No, in fact, it was for a very realistic reason.

Daily life and everything is good, but first of all, I need food to eat tomorrow,

To enjoy such a life, I need to find a house in a safe place without getting involved in the war.

And, the reason was that I had to keep making potions and selling them to live.

…Of course, it is an undeniable fact that the steps I take out of the door are light because I am enjoying this moment and this life.

***

It was a joyful and lightly moved step.

I was sure of it, and I thought it would be.

“…What should I do…?”

“I don’t know either…”

It would have been if the accident of the potion exploding in Christie’s office hadn’t happened,

So it would have been if the accident of Christie’s entire office freezing over hadn’t happened.

…Somehow, I can’t seem to get through a day quietly.

‘As expected, if you get involved with the main characters… you always get sucked into incidents when you’re with the world’s protagonists?’

Thinking that in my heart, I recalled the mistake Christie had made just now.

To be exact, the situation at that time.

As always, I greeted Christie brightly.

I had a lot of thoughts about the system’s question a while ago, but anyway, to summarize the conclusion simply, it was to live brightly and energetically.

Returning to my original self, after a little chat with Christie, I introduced the newly made lower-grade ice potion.

In fact, I didn’t know the name until right before I told her, but when I tried to make up a name and say it, the system was horrified and told me the real name.

…My naming sense seems to be quite bad.

‘No, honestly, what’s wrong with Freezing Potion.’

…For a moment, a protest against the system came to mind, but I quickly erased it and recalled what had happened a while ago.

The problem started when Christie touched the potion bottle.

Of course, ice magic is magic that is also involved in temperature.

In the first place, the concept of freezing cannot be unrelated to temperature.

And, unlike me, who grabbed the top of the potion bottle where there was no potion, Christie grabbed the bottom where there was a potion…

As it was, she made a sound of “Eek!” and threw the potion bottle on the floor.

…It must have been terribly cold.

But, the problem started from here…

From the potion that fell on the floor, a tremendous chill rose in an instant, and a very familiar fog rose in an instant.

…And, back to the present.

Christie’s office is frozen solid, and Christie is removing the fog with fire magic.

“…Elena wasn’t the only problem.”

As expected, the main characters of this world are the problem. Incidents keep happening just by being next to them.

It’s definitely not my fault for not giving a warning in advance because I made the potion and didn’t even know the characteristics of the potion that was terribly cold.

…Anyway, it won’t be.