episode_0024

On December 21st, I sat down at Cafe Yumina and enjoyed snacks.

“That’s him. He was a kid I hadn’t talked to even a few times. There really wasn’t even a conversation. Just a greeting? There’s something polite about that. But one day, he came to visit me on my way home from school.”

Yumina cut the cake into bite-sized pieces.

“I was talking with a friend. He was hanging around nearby and looking at me, which gave me a suspicious look. I noticed it right away. Ah! This is it! That’s it!”

“That’s it.”

I nodded and drank my cappuccino. I don’t know what the coffee tastes like, but it seems a little less sour.

“That’s right! Of course, I let go of the friend I was talking to and went to a place where there were no people. Naturally, I took out my phone and pretended to look at it. I focused my eyes on the phone and turned off my other senses. Then, after a while, I guess I had made up my mind, and that girl came right up to me. .”

Yumina took a bite of the cake.

“The first words were like this. Hey, you’re Yumina, right? Right! Right! I’m Yumina, so who would I be?”

“Did you answer that way?”

“No, that’s not true, that’s what I was thinking on the inside. I calmly said yes. I can’t make it sound like I’m breaking the illusion right from the start. Anyway, when I answered yes, she blushed and hesitated before shouting. I’m going to confess to Cha Ha-neul. Help me!”

Yumina leaned heavily on the sofa with a fork in her mouth.

“As expected.”

“That’s right. I guess there’s a rumor going around school. Something like it’s better to go through Yumina before confessing to Cha Ha-neul.”

“There are no cases of success even after going through the process. They won’t accept it anyway, but I don’t think going through you will further reduce the chances of success.”

“That’s right. On the contrary, the success rate is lower. The same goes for the boy I just mentioned. He asked me to help him confess, so I made an appointment to talk seriously. Just the two of us.”

“Is it a date?”

“She probably didn’t know, but of course it was a date. We started talking about our girl at the cafe, and we even went shopping to make a style that matched Cha Ha-neul’s taste, so it was a perfect date.”

“My taste? What is my taste?”

“My lady has strange tastes, so I dressed her according to my taste.”

Oh dear. I shook my head and ate the cheesecake.

“When I tried it on, wow! It’s my style!”

“That’s because you dressed it according to your taste.”

“So, I asked to watch a movie as well. At that point, I hesitated as if I felt something was strange, but what do I know? I watched the movie.”

Yumina pushed cocoa and cake aside.

“When I watch a movie, it gets dark and my mind gets tired. I just feel weak from the atmosphere. I thought that was enough, so I went to a place where there were no people. I gently held both hands, turned my back to the sunset, and said something.”

Yumina lowered her upper body, came closer and held her hand. warm.

“What about me, other than Cha Ha-neul?”

It smelled of cocoa. My breath stinks.

“So you succeeded?”

Yumina smiled and leaned on the sofa.

“huh.”

“You also have good skills.”

We ate snacks without talking for a while. I was about to finish eating the cake.

“By the way, why did our dear lady call me today? What’s wrong?”

“If anyone hears it, they’ll think I’m just staying at home.”

“Even if it sounds like that, it’s true.”

“You’re right. It’s not vacation yet, so I go to school.”

“So you called today because you have no business to do?”

“……no.”

I gently avoided eye contact.

“Hmm. It’s been a while, isn’t it?”

“It’s Christmas next week.”

“huh.”

“I’m worried about what to gift to Do Yoo-geon.”

“Huh? A gift? You’re giving me a gift because it’s Christmas?”

Yumina made a puzzled expression. Come to think of it, Yumina is a friend I made after becoming a middle school student, so she doesn’t know about this.

“huh.”

“What about your parents?

“I’ll send Eve to my parents and give her a gift that evening. Hmm. In some cases, I might give it the next day.”

Usually, parents go out on dates, but if they don’t, they may not have time in the evening.

“Has it been like this every year?”

“huh.”

“Then what about me?”

“huh?”

“You weren’t planning on giving it to anyone but me, were you?”

“uh…….”

I didn’t think about it.

“I guess that’s right. Oh, you’re so sad. I guess I’m not in my lady’s heart.”

“That’s not true.”

“Hmph, that’s right.”

Yumina stood up.

“Let’s go shopping. If you haven’t decided on a gift for Doyugun yet, you should buy it quickly.”

Went to the department store. Yumina stopped by a store of an appropriate brand and picked up a scarf.

“Since it’s winter, how about a muffler?”

“I gave you the scarf last year.”

“Did you give it to me? I don’t remember seeing Do Yu-geon wearing it?”

I looked back on my memories for a moment.

“That’s right. I don’t remember either. Why aren’t you wearing it? Is it uncomfortable?”

I like it because it’s warm, but it may not be the same for Do Yu-geon.

“Then I guess I’ll have to buy it again. I’m sure I didn’t like it.”

“is it?”

“maybe?”

I walked around various stalls and looked at the scarves. A pink scarf caught my eye. I picked it up and rubbed it with my hands. It’s soft.

“Pink…? It definitely won’t suit you.”

“I guess so.”

“It really, really won’t suit you.”

“Probably not that much.”

I rubbed it on my cheek. It feels good.

“I guess that’s because of our young lady’s strange tastes.”

“What do you like about me? Touch me.”

Yumina was handed a scarf and looked around.

“This brand makes good products. Same goes for this one.”

I got it back.

“Really? Then should I buy this?”

“I heard the colors don’t match.”

“Yes. That would be true for Do Yoo-geon.”

I wrapped a scarf around Yumina. It’s okay.

“It’s a Christmas present.”

Yumina’s expression was something between embarrassment and displeasure. I don’t know why I feel bad, but this reaction is quite cute.

* * *

I didn’t touch the grimoire much because I was in a bad mood because of my history of being possessed by a ghost called Schrödinger, but that didn’t mean I lost interest. I have a fondness for it as a research notebook, and although I don’t use it much these days, it can be used as a magic tank in times of emergency, and more than anything, it is a grimoire, so it suits my taste. If you carry it around, you can enjoy the feeling of becoming a wizard.

But the reason I’m sitting at my desk today isn’t just because of the previous things. When a fantasy phenomenon occurred and I was concerned about a fundamental approach, I became interested and attempted something similar to research. It’s a magic circle.

Nowadays, the existence of magic circles is not as rare as when I first obtained the grimoire. Items that use magic circles, such as the magic circle that Schrödinger used when he turned into a cat or the Class B staff, are not easy to see, but they are not impossible to see. If you use the magic recording skill right now, you can view it again at any time.

However, those magic circles are so complicated and difficult that it is impossible for me to follow them now. In that sense, the simple magic circle in the grimoire can be said to be an excellent teaching aid.

Although it is a simple structure, I have been looking at magic circles since the early days of the fantasy phenomenon, and I still don’t know how to use them, so it would be ridiculous to call them simple. Even if you copy the shape of a magic circle with magic, it doesn’t become a magic circle and you have no idea why.

Still, I think I found a breakthrough this time. It’s blood. blood. When Schrödinger used a magic circle to turn into a cat, he clearly created the magic circle with blood. We can’t be sure it’s blood because he didn’t say anything even if we asked, but since the person involved didn’t deny it, it’s highly likely. Moreover, it is good to try as it is the same method as the existing method of making shapes using magic, only the materials are different.

This is a really interesting discovery. Except for one reason.

I pressed firmly around the finger that had been pricked by the needle. There was a burning and tingling pain, and drops of blood fell into the cup. The blood drops that fell gently shook the blood.

eww… … , it’s not good for your mental health. No, my fingers hurt more than that. Do you think this is safe? I can’t donate blood because I weigh 41kg right now. Can I draw this much blood? Aren’t you going to collapse like this? If I go to the hospital for reasons like excessive magic research, my mom will laugh. No. Do you want to get scolded first? Ugh, I hate it either way.

Drops of blood continued to fall and fill the cup. For a moment, I felt dizzy. It’s a feeling that I can’t tell if I actually felt that way or imagined it. I feel like I can’t quite figure out what it means, but I know one thing. I need to stop drawing blood. It’s bad for your mental health.

I used healing magic. The bleeding stopped. I guess I should wash my hands and have a cup of coffee.

I washed my hands, sat down on a chair, and drank a cappuccino. I saw a cup filled with blood. Even though I went through all that trouble, I couldn’t even fill a small cup. hmm. I feel sorry for no reason.

I finished my coffee and straightened my posture. Now that the blood is ready, it’s time to create the magic circle.

I took out a simple notebook that looked similar to a grimoire. I came to my senses and used my blood as magic power. I copied the entire magic circle from the grimoire onto the notebook and started shaping it. As I continued to follow the system’s healing magic, this level of magic control became possible.

Little by little, the blood formed into a magic circle shape. Eventually, a change occurred when the shape of the magic circle was perfectly imitated. The blood turned into magical power and created a complete magic circle.

Then I felt dizzy and dizzy, became tired, and felt unreal. For a moment, my vision faltered.

When I came to, I was lying face down on my desk. what?

I got up and looked around. The notebook, which was just a notebook, had become a magic book with a magic circle attached to it. The way to make a magic circle was correct.

When I fell on the desk, the remaining blood in the cup spilled out. It seems like it hasn’t been long since it spilled without any traces of drying. I guess it was only a brief moment of fainting or something.

I pressed my temples for a moment. Is it because you’re tired because normally it’s time for bed? Umm. That’s not true. I don’t understand. I got up from the chair and stretched, but I couldn’t find anything special. I can’t find anything worse, but I feel really bad.

I guess I should stop making magic circles with blood. I don’t like it. It’s like Schrödinger.

In the first place, the B-class wand was able to create a magic circle without blood, but after seeing that, I think it was wrong to follow Schrödinger’s method. The method of the B-class wand seems to be too complicated and includes unknown elements, so I can’t follow it right away.

I wiped away the blood and cleaned up my desk. I was a bit tired and was lying in bed when there was a knock on the door. The door was opened using magic.

“My daughter, is she sleeping?”

It’s mom.

“I’m not going to sleep. I’m going to sleep after Christmas.”

I yawned. It’s nice that the blanket is warm.

“I say that every year, but in the end, I slept before that. I prepared a dinner, but I felt so dejected because I didn’t eat and went to sleep.”

“It’s a lie. It’s been a long time since Dad blew all the cake, saying it was always just one cake. Today it was just one cake too. If I concentrate, I can figure it all out with magic, Mom.”

“It’s magic. So from now on, you can’t tease Sky anymore every Christmas? One of the pleasures in life has disappeared.”

“Mom, it’s too much.”

“Still, I’ll believe that my daughter won’t sleep. Fighting!”

“Yes. Fighting.”

I sent my mom back.

Then I closed my eyes for a moment and when I opened them, the sun rose and it was 5 am.

This is definitely a side effect of using the magic circle.