"Senpai, are you okay?
"Does ...... look okay?
"I don't see it.

　Three days into combat training.
　I've been suffering from a headache that's making me pale.
　Not to mention the headache from too much scrolling.
　Scrolling helps me learn magic, but it feels like my brain is under a lot of strain to process it.
　My head feels heavy, even though it shouldn't be physically heavy.
　To be honest, I thought I was going crazy, but my body's ability to swallow the formula didn't drive me crazy as much as I thought, but it's hard to move with a constant hangover.
　It's a good thing that you're training for combat, but I've been cramming rather than learning magic, so I haven't moved my body at all, except for the first day.
　With the exception of meals and baths, I've been learning magic to the limit and resting.
　My feet aren't faltering and I'm not wobbly, but my headache is making it hard for me to concentrate.
　I'm sorry for this, but I've become a bit abusive to Kaido, who was concerned about me.
　I apologized, and Kaido cheerfully replied that he didn't mind, which made me feel a little better.
　However, the headache doesn't go away just because I feel better.
　The supervisor and instructor Fusio told me that this is a critical moment until today, so I've been able to endure it.
　But the thought of learning magic is depressing indeed.

You're here.

　And then, right on time, the supervisors came and I thought the training would start again today.

"Oh, let's go then, boys.

　As usual, Instructor Kio started training with Kaido and the others, and I was expecting to be squeezed by the supervisor and Instructor Fusio again today.

"Kaka, shall I go with you today?

　Today was a little different.
　My friends at the party who were looking at me anxiously looked at me and stared at Fusio's words.

Jiro's moved ahead of schedule, so I'll be free for a while. Right?
"Oh!　Great!　I was just going to do the guy against magic, and if you're here, just go for it!

　My training had been looking suspicious, but now the training of Kaido and the others began to look suspicious.
　The people who had been worried about me a while ago turned pale and their blood began to fade.
　However, they are aware of this fact and are happily deciding on today's training content and pretending not to listen.
　I breathed a sigh of relief that this was a little less of a burden on me.
　To be honest, it was hard to deal with those two in my condition, so it's nice to know that it's less of a burden.
　I thought I could somehow get through today with this.

Jiro, you're resting today.

　And just as I was about to get over the hump, my vision blurred for a second and then the place changed.

I've been waiting for you, Jiro-sama.

　And the one who greeted me was a maid.
　Tatte, who I had recently had the opportunity to see more and more, was in front of me, bowing and bowing.

Tatte, are you ready?
"Yes.

　Then you hear the voice of the supervisor who was just in front of you from behind you.
　It takes you a few seconds to realize that you've been transported by shifting magic.
　A few more seconds when I don't think I've been able to concentrate for a while now.
　In the meantime, I didn't have time to wonder where I was, as all the maids except Tatte were stripping me of my equipment.
　As expected, they didn't take off my clothes, but they did leave me with the mineral tree.
　Pride and carelessness would have been used abundantly to describe my condition.
　Should I blame myself for not focusing on the fact that the weapon was taken so easily, or should I be impressed by the maids' quick work?
　I'm torn between the two, but my head is so headache-ridden that I can't think straight.

Jiro-sama, please change over here.
"Ha, ha.

　And then Tatte handed me an outfit as thin as a yukata, as if she had left me alone.

You can change over there, please.

　Then, I was pointed to a fitting room-like place and instructed to change there.
　I was confused for a moment, not understanding what I was going to be forced to do.

Would you like me to help you get dressed?
"No, I'm fine.

　I almost had to ask you to help me get dressed.
　So, for a moment, my mind snapped back to me and I quickly left the dressing room.

Here you go, sir.

　And then, with the flow of work, Tatte led me to the back of the room, where I was taken to.

A bath?
"Yes, you can just soak in there.

　I could see the steam, and on the other side of the door was a bathtub that looked like it would be safe for me to lie down.
　I got tired of being surprised by the sight, and did as I was told.
　It was uncomfortable to take a bath with your clothes on, but I did not feel uncomfortable because the clothes were originally made for that purpose.
　With a headache, you got tired of wondering if it was okay to take a bath when you were not feeling well, so you let yourself be carried away and soak in a nice smelling bath with a light green bath salts or something.

"Ah, that feels good.

　The temperature of the water is exquisite, not too hot and not too lukewarm, and although the temperature may be a little low from the feeling that it is suitable for a long bath, it is just right from my point of view.
　Although embarrassed by the sensation of unintentionally letting out a voice, I enjoyed the hot water for about ten seconds.

Why the bath?

　The headache had stopped for some reason, and I finally got my head on straight about the current state of the process.

Finally, we knew we had pushed ourselves too hard, but we should have cut back a bit.

　When I traced back to the voice that came from next to me, I found the supervisor who had taken a seat at a table next to the bathtub and was checking the screen of his tablet PC with a dumbfounded look on his face as he looked at me.

...... Was this a mixed bath?
"If you can make a joke like that, I guess I don't have to worry about it.

　When I cooled down, a strange scene was born: I, a man, was in the bath, and the supervisor, not in armor, but in his usual suit, was sitting at the side of the bath.
　Because of this scene, I thought about the reason why a female supervisor is near you in a man's bath, but the supervisor was even more astonished by my words earlier.

"Was it really that bad?

　From the looks of it, it seems that I was in such bad shape that the always stern supervisor became more or less gentle.



"Oh, I thought I was overdoing it, too.

　The supervisor, who always reprimands me for my shamelessness, said that I had overstepped my bounds and showed some concern, I realized now that I was in a very dangerous situation.
　I should understand that this is the proof that I'm used to being overreacting, and I should own up to it.
　Just a laugh.
　After all, I've worked as much magic in the last three days as I could hammer into it.
　I was reckless.

Again, Superintendent. Why the bath?
It's all about resting and adjusting to the magic you've learned on your crest.

　When I asked for a change of subject, not so much a change of subject, but an explanation of the current situation, the supervisor explained to me, pointing to the bathtub.

"This is a special hot water mixed with medicinal herbs. It activates the magic spell and increases your healing abilities. Soak in the water for a while, and your headache will go away.

　You look at the hot water to see if the nice scent was the smell of herbs, and you can see something faintly glowing.

It sure does make me feel a lot better.

　If it works so well, I wish it had been included from the start.

By the way, one cup of that hot water will build you a house.
...... my company, how much do you expect me to do?
How much do you want to hear ......?
"If you can hear it,

　My inner complaint was silenced by a supervisor.
　What kind of hot water is hot enough to build a house?
　The precious scroll makes you learn magic, and then heal the aftereffects with this special herbal bath.
　I'm wondering how much the company expects from me.
　Even if it's just a hobby, they're spending too much money on me, even if I'm just an employee.
　It's really not an option not to ask this.
　You may not look good in the bathroom, but you stare at the supervisor with a serious expression on your face, and the supervisor faces you without averting his eyes for a moment.
　Then he silently exits.
　It's obvious that the content is not good for anyone to hear.

...... Jiro, I've heard from the demon king that you'll be in charge of a dungeon in the future.
"......
If I ask you, would you agree that this is an investment for that?

　And somehow I was able to listen to the words spun by the supervisor without being surprised.
　I hadn't thought about whether the water was that effective.
　No, you could say that I didn't have time to think about that kind of thing.
　I thought I'd get you ahead.
　But I put you in charge of the dungeon.
　That means I'd be made general of the demon king's army.
　I am a mortal who has been at odds with the demon king's army for years.
　I was going to say that this was a foolish thing to do.

Really?
Oh, at least that's what I've heard.

　I didn't think so.
　The expression on the supervisor's face that would normally bring out a teasing word is absent.
　He wasn't the only one caught by surprise or anything.
　He had that much going for him.
　That's why the superintendent's words were more true.

"And to back that up. What would you do if you heard I was going to marry you?
"Huh?

　Just when you thought you were seriously wondering if the Demon King's Army was expecting that much, the supervisor unleashed an even more outrageous bomb.
　The word "expectation" was replaced by "expectation" and all those words were played out.

"What?　Huh?　Me?
Yeah, you did.

　Unlike my panic, the supervisor just tells me the facts in a matter-of-fact manner.

"The demon king is really trying to win you over. That's how much he's counting on your talent.

　You think nothing of your marriage being utilized for the good of the organization.
　You responded as if you were convinced.
　Unlike me, who was upset by the word "marriage" and pointed at myself with finger-pointing confirmation, you just accept the fact that you're married.

No, I'm not ready.

　I'm confused by this atmosphere and my understanding is not up to par, so I use the word humility to buy time.

I've explained before that raising your magical aptitude to nine, signing a contract with a special grade spirit, helping to solve a number of cases such as the suppression of rebellion, and growing to the point where you can fight a cadre in less than a year, that alone makes you a rare entity.

　But he would not allow me to run away from him, and he would not allow me to run away from his humility.

......

　I couldn't say anything to a supervisor like that.
　I certainly understood that what I did was unusual.
　But it's also true that I never thought I'd be appreciated this much.
　Normally I would be happy about the rise in popularity.

......

　I didn't feel like that when I saw the supervisor presented to me like a prize.

"The supervisor was good?
"What?

　That's why.
　It's so cliché, and I'm sure everyone would say it.
　The reason I decided to ask the supervisor the question that might be called a template is because I wanted to ask the supervisor.

"No, you're marrying me.

　It was nice to be able to say it straightforwardly and without mincing words.
　I wondered what the supervisor would say when asked such a question by the man who was about to marry Suela, Memoria, and Himik, but I knew at the moment that the idea was useless.


　Somehow, I knew what I was going to get afterwards.

If it's for the good of the country, right?

　The supervisor, who just accepts the fact without showing any sad or lonely feelings, answered my question without hesitation.
　I didn't expect to ask that question myself.
　It just occurred to me that I had to say it.
　Maybe it's because I have a naive common sense that a loving marriage is an ideal, and because I don't understand the content and necessity of political marriage.
　If I was young and able to follow my emotions and not the conventional wisdom of society.
　Then I could have emotionally denied feeling sorry for you.
　Would I have been as close to the director's heart as some handsome hero?
　I can't help but smile a little with self-mockery as I think of the faces of Suela and the others.
　And I thought that I couldn't do it, at least not now.
　After all, I somehow understood the supervisor's position, and I was dimly convinced that she was in a position where free love was not possible.
　I didn't say "I see," but I might have conveyed it in an atmosphere.
　Political marriage, I thought it was out of my league.
　If you ask me if I feel close to you because of such a story, I can only say that I have no sense of reality.

So, Jiro.
"Yes?
"What about you?

　What should I say to the supervisor's reassignment?
　Do is a verb that asks you what you want to do.
　The supervisor doesn't ask me what I want to think, but what I want to do.
　I was trying to think about what the supervisor said.

I want to be a man who can have as many beautiful wives as I want.

　I looked at the expressionless face of the supervisor in front of me.
　I gave up thinking about it and just said.

"What the hell is that?

　You can be dumbfounded.
　I just wanted to see the supervisor smiling, not just with that expression.
　I'm going to reveal my true feelings.

It's about what I want to do.


　Word of the Day

　I didn't know this was going to happen.