I returned to the room with the needle. I plan to open the wound with a needle, log in and out repeatedly, and observe the disposition of the healing magic.

    “log in.”

    I was moved to the preparation room. A sudden thought occurred to me and I looked around the space, but Do Yu-geon was not there. Well, I didn’t make an appointment, so of course there won’t be one.

    As planned, I held the needle in one hand and prepared to prick the fingers of the other hand. Now just give it a little poke. I took a quick look at the needle. It’s pointed. It’s natural because it’s a needle, but it’s too sharp.

    Is there a less sharp tool? Specifically, it is a tool that causes wounds but does not cause pain. I thought about it for a while, but I couldn’t think of any other tools. Can’t you do it without it?

    I pricked the tip of my finger with a needle. Ugh. Drops of blood flowed through the needle. Maybe it was because I was a little nervous, but I stabbed too deeply. It really hit me too deep.

    “log out.”

    We were taken into the room and the system’s healing magic began to work. The magical power around the injured finger shows constant movement. It’s important from here. It was painful and annoying, but I focused and observed.

    The system created a single shape by moving magic power, and then changed the shape continuously, creating dozens or hundreds of different arrangements.

    I was able to observe it the first few times, but from then on, the magic moved very slightly and made the shape complicated, so I couldn’t observe it properly. It is a detail that goes beyond the detail of our current senses.

    Still, I continued to observe general changes. Even though it showed changes to the extent that detailed observation was abandoned, the magical shape continued to increase in two-dimensional complexity until at some point it became a three-dimensional shape. And after going through dozens of shapes, the shape itself went beyond the three-dimensional shape and rotated to create a four-dimensional movement.

    uh… … .

    There have been many changes since then, but after observing until this point, I stopped observing because it was too complicated and absurd.

    When I looked at my injured finger, I saw that the wound was completely healed, with only a trace of blood remaining. Wow, that’s amazing. It’s so amazing I’m speechless.

    I stabbed my finger deeper than I thought, but it was a wound that would heal on its own if I just left it alone. It was worth going to the hospital because there might be a small scar. But isn’t the healing magic used to treat such a single wound too complicated?

    The original plan was to practice the system’s healing magic and use it as is, but this is not a level of difficulty that can be imitated by practicing. It was so complicated that I even gave up on observing it halfway through.

    Various thoughts came to mind. Should I just wash my hands and think about it first? I washed my hands and needles in the sink and thought carefully.

    I guess I’ll have to revise my plan. It is a natural procedure. The original plan is bound to run into problems while being implemented.

    First of all, it would be a good idea to figure out the relationship between magical power placement and healing magic through experiments. The point is to determine whether a single arrangement of magic power can have a therapeutic effect. Since it is impossible to copy the system’s healing magic, we can only hope that one arrangement of magical power will have a therapeutic effect.

    However, there is one thing to consider before experimenting. Why did he plan to use the system’s healing magic?

    If you compare it to modern medicine, which is equivalent to healing magic, it is a strange judgment. Who among modern people can be confident that they can observe and follow the surgery performed by a doctor without having studied medicine?

    However, up until now, I had been thinking of just copying the system’s healing magic. Since it’s a fantasy, you should be able to think and move as an exception, but wouldn’t it have been too lax a judgment after copying the magic circle and failing?

    The complexity of healing magic should have been anticipated in advance and planned based on the assumption that it would be impossible to follow, so why not? When I think about it carefully, I suspect that I may have been secretly overconfident in my talents. To put it nicely, it’s overconfidence, and objectively it’s something like pride or arrogance.

    The internet is full of low-level magic, and the most talented wizard I’ve found so far seems to have been conceited because his magic sense skill range was only 20m. It’s a bonus that Do Yoo-gun is next to him and encourages him to be a genius.

    I can’t believe I’m swept up in the internet. It makes me laugh. Did you secretly hope to be a genius? Genius is good. But what makes you confident that you are a genius? Internet information is always uncertain and full of useless information, so what can we trust and be confident in our talent?

    I think I was confused by the influx of fantasy phenomena. Did I feel anxious because things were happening that I had never experienced in my past life? So you wanted to have at least some talent?

    Although these defense mechanisms are useful for our mental health, being swayed by our instincts is an unpleasant experience. This is even more so in cases like now where objective judgment is clouded.

    The mind needs a prescription. This is a prescription for controlling anxiety. There are many ways. For example, reading.

    “The conclusion is strange?”

    Do Yu-geon threw a stone at the slime to attract aggro and said.

    “It’s not strange at all. Should I catch it instead?”

    “I’ll catch you this time.”

    The guy rushed at the slime. A 150cm tall slime soared vertically and spread widely to attack. Do Yoo-geon boldly approached the gap and stabbed the slime core, which was revealed only briefly, with his sword. Just before the slime attacked Do Yu-geon, it turned into experience points.

    It’s a thrilling and clean hunt no matter how you look at it. I was very excited.

    The guy took a lead sword stance, swinging his sword between experience points. He has all the right forms. I want to tell you that if you deliberately pretend to be cool, you are actually not cool. I’m pretending not to notice because I’m afraid I’ll suffer from the dark side later, but looking at it, I feel a little… … .

    “If we continue talking, I’m going to increase my reading time.”

    “I see.”

    This is the main point.

    “I’ve been thinking about ways to increase the time, but I think it would be best to shorten the adventure time.”

    “Huh? What?”

    “Adventure time.”

    “……how much?”

    “We have to decide that now. How much should we reduce?”

    I went and sat down on a nearby stone.

    “I decided to hit level 100.”

    “It’s not like I’m giving up on adventure, so I just have to take it step by step.”

    The guy thought for a moment.

    “I’m not sure about the time, but let’s just do 2 jobs a month.”

    2 up? The official hunting start date is May 26th, and it is now July 11th, and I am level 5. The average level-up speed per month is roughly 2.5. From what I’ve experienced so far, it doesn’t seem like the speed of leveling up slows down as the level increases, so 2 levels up per month is definitely less than before.

    “Ok, fine.”

    “So this month we’re up to level 6?”

    “that’s right.”

    * * *

    There are many advantages to reading as a hobby, but there are also disadvantages. This is the bookshelf space. The cost incurred for bookshelf space is significant. This becomes more serious the longer your reading experience, because the more books you read, the more books pile up, so the bookshelf space you have created will eventually reach its limit. If you want to store your piles of books, you will be forced to incur additional costs, whether you make space in your home somehow or move.

    In our family, not only myself but also my mom and dad read, so the library quickly reached its limit. At the time, my younger self believed that she would clean out the storage room and build a second study, but her mother seemed to have a different opinion and declared that she would organize the study. I didn’t know what they were organizing, so I asked and was given a piece of paper to write a list of books to throw away.

    From that day on, I looked at the table of contents, recalled the contents, carefully considered them, and selected books that I really did not want to read again, but there were only a few books that I ended up throwing away. That’s because I threw away the books I read and was disappointed with.

    “Is this really all there is?”

    “huh.”

    “It’s too little… hmmm.”

    Mom, who was thinking while touching her lips, continued speaking.

    “My daughter has a good memory, so is there a need to keep all the books she has read?”

    “there is.”

    “If there is, you can’t do it.”

    In the end, I threw away more of my mom’s and dad’s books than my own. From then on, he endured with desperate measures such as reducing the amount of book orders and lowering the standard for books to be discarded, but recently the library was filled with his own books and reached its limit. My mother clearly noticed and began to subtly pressure me to throw away the books. Ugh, it hurts.

    Still, even if the sky falls, there will be a hole to rise up from, and the house downstairs just happened to be for sale. The moment I heard about it, I had a bright idea and bought the house right away. Afterwards, he ordered a large number of bookshelves and turned the downstairs house into a personal library. Good job saving up pocket money.

    However, although I created my own library, it is a hassle to move downstairs, so I usually leave books to read in the study at home and focus on reading them. However, if the books I ordered pile up and need to be moved downstairs, I come down to sort them out.

    Before I started using magic properly, it was a sweaty job, but now that I can carry the books around with magic, I am organizing them comfortably. All books are good, but the downside is that they are heavy.

    Just as I was using magic to place a few books on the bookshelf, I heard the front door opening. Is it your mom? When I went there, I saw a girl my age coming in.

    “Yumina?”

    “hi.”

    “You didn’t have an appointment.”

    “Do you need to make an appointment between friends?”

    “It’s not necessary.”

    “That’s a bit lame. Eat some peaches.”

    He offered me a peach with my fork from the plate I was holding, so I took it. Seeing that there are fruits, it seems like they stopped by my house and came back here.

    Yumina looked around the bookshelves and said.

    “There’s a lot more piled up than last time. The speed at which books pile up is unusual. Isn’t this going to fill up quickly too?”

    “It doesn’t matter because when it’s full, we’ll fill the other rooms as well.”

    “Hmm. Ah, eat more.”

    I handed over the peach plate. As I was eating, I was asked if it was correct to plug them in in order of height. When I said yes, Yumina organized the bookshelf. There were only a few, so I finished before I could eat them properly. I was taking it easy, enjoying the feeling of a magic library, but it ended like this.

    Yumina ate the peach by dipping it with an extra fork.

    But why did he come? I think he has some ulterior motive.

    “What brings you here?”

    Yumina looked up.

    “You say strange things sometimes. What reason would you have to come to your friend’s house?”

    “It’s not a strange thing to say, but I asked because my friend, who is busy dating on the weekend, came to visit me without an appointment.”

    For a moment while she was talking, I thought she might have been dumped by her boyfriend, but I don’t think so because it’s normal for her to date someone and then dump her.

    “A strange question, right. But I got it right this time. Are you free tomorrow?”

    “Why tomorrow?”

    “It’s the last weekend before vacation, so that means we should go see a movie.”

    I wonder if it’s someone else, but since he says things like this, I’m suspicious.

    As I stared at her in silence, Yumina opened her mouth.

    “The boy is coming too.”

    “I’m not going.”

    “Oh, why?”

    “The movie isn’t the purpose. Why would I go there?”

    At the very least, Yumina will leave, saying that something has come up, leaving the boy and herself alone. Then, out of the blue, you’ll end up in a situation where the boy confesses to you. I’ve experienced this a few times.

    He has a really good personality, but this part is a mess. Still, he cleans things up well and usually prevents unnecessary confessions in advance, so I feel comfortable.

    “Is that a promise made on the premise that I will take you with me?”

    “It’s whatever you want.”

    I ate a peach.

    “But how can I refuse your request to help me when I find my first love? My heart is too soft to refuse.”

    “Youngin. This time, my intention is to appease and seduce the boy who dumped me. What happened to the last time?”

    “I have a new partner. Does that matter now?”

    It’s full.

    “It’s evil.”

    “Oh, it’s unfair. But I’ll give you a chance. If you confess, it’s more merciful than a girl who doesn’t even think about it and despises you.”

    “It’s not me, it’s the people who confess that are strange. We’ve talked together a few times without even talking to each other, but suddenly confessing is rude. They don’t even know basic etiquette. I wonder what they believe and why they’re confessing without any countermeasures. If you have the confidence to do so, you should build a friendship first.”

    “You didn’t give me a chance to talk to you. Who was it that showed off your displeasure when I approached you?”

    Yumina stirred her fork.

    “It’s because their intentions are clearly visible. Why should I deal with these guys who have dark intentions? They should take care of their own behavior. Besides, you can’t even tolerate that much and then you’re confessing. Ha.”

    “Wow, that’s poignant.”

    We ate peaches without talking for a while. Yumina said as she was about to finish eating.

    “So then. If I establish a friendship and confess, will you accept it?”

    Confession after building a friendship? I have a hard time imagining it because the only male friend I have is Do Yoo-geon… … . At that moment, the scene of Do Yoo-geon confessing to himself flashed through my head.

    ah.

    Upset.

    “no.”

    “Do you just hate relationships?”

    “I prefer reading books.”

    “Isn’t there anyone you like right now?”

    I nodded.

    “Does anyone care?

    I nodded again.

    “Hmm. Of course.”

    Yumina continued.

    “You don’t mind if I seduce Do Yu-geon?”

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