The familiar napping room and bed were still as clean as ever.
It was the exact same layout as when I was there, and there was a lot of stuff going on when I thought about the fact that they were cleaning it up.
'I think I'll go to bed quickly. It's certainly the first day tomorrow.
　I took out my angel pillow and got into bed.

'Then again, I didn't expect three receptionists to be married in two years. Besides, the new receptionist is going to scare me... let's go to bed.
　I spent a short time meditating on what had happened today before I drifted off to sleep.


　I invited Master Brod, Mr. Grugar, and Garba's brother to have a drink with me since I hadn't been drinking Object X with them.
'I'll work out in the morning, and I'll have a drink with you when you leave.
'Yeah, yeah. We're heading to the enemy's headquarters tomorrow, so we need to make sure we're prepared.
Well, I've got something new for you to eat instead of drink.
　The new dish that I brought to my mouth, which I thought I would still care to drink with the three of them, tasted terrible.
Could this be?
'Yeah. I was trying to see if it would spice up the food, because I knew I couldn't eat this unless I could drink that stuff, Luciel.
'What are you going to feed me with a mixture of object X that I can't drink?
Some sacrifices have to be made in cooking.
Isn't that a victory?
''I don't care what it is, but get on with it, idiot disciple, the smell is gradually getting worse and worse.''
Good luck, Luciel.
"Sigh. I'm already desperate. I'll show you how to eat it.
　Thus I scraped in a dish that looked like Okonomiyaki sauce turned into an object X.
'So, do you think anyone else can eat it but you?'
'...Impossible. It's warmer than I expected, and Object X is going to ramp up the smell and egging in my mouth, amplifying the smell and egging.
Okay, let's try this one.
"...how many more are there?
Nine articles.
"...if you can get me a recipe for a dish that I like, Mr. Gruger, I'm willing to eat it.
"Ho. Then I'll give you a recipe for one item in a tasting. I'm looking forward to it, because there's a lot of stuff I haven't made yet.
　Mr. Gruger?
Where do you see the same eyes as your master?
He has always been inquisitive. So I'm sure he'll be happy to know that when he gets you to eat his food, he'll keep coming up with new things to cook and he won't waste what he's made.
　Mr. Galba was quick to tell me about his brother's character, but instead of stopping Mr. Gulgar's outburst, he was just amused.

'Mr. Brod, Mr. Gulgar, Mr. Galba, Mr. Luciel, we'll be leaving now.
　I looked back at the person who had approached me there and saw Bazan and Nanaela, Sequiros and Mernelle, Basra and Milina with their arms around me.
'Huh? Was that the kind of relationship you all had?
Yeah. It's all thanks to Luciel.
We have a good time in town, too.
We were just talking about Luciel.
"I was scared at first, but when I talked to him, he seemed like a nice guy.
I'm a bit of a lightweight, but I'm a firm thinker, and that's what I love.
I'm just in love with your honesty.
Well, that's why. If you ask me to call you in, I'll oblige you.
Thank you for the meal. And please don't let the "A" ranking get in the way of that. We don't want people to be able to do anything but imagine things in a weird way.
Haha. Not blurred.
'Well, leave this city and the guild to us and the whirlwind-sama, Fudo-sama and the recluse who are there.

　Is it safe to be a rabbit or a wolf? I left them with that thought in mind.
'Time flows equally, doesn't it? I may have surprised you myself, but enough of you have surprised me too.
Yeah. Well, some people never change. Botacouri, for example.
'I don't think they'll try to kill you, but watch out for those slaves rather than Botacouli.
Are you a slave?
''Ah. From what Galva has been able to gather, they've been treated unfairly, and the slave leaders have been planning to rebel. Besides, he's been buying drugs to lower his blood pressure lately.
'For Botacouli? Are you buying from a pharmacist because it's a condition that can't be treated by a healer? Is there something wrong with you?
'Ahhh, a slave is buying it, but he's probably been betrayed by a slave he trusts to some extent. I heard that she collapsed once after she found out that Luciel-kun was coming. Then it looks like he started buying drugs.
　Hypertension? Or did you have a stroke of anxiety? Is that still a good thing because you're not anemic?

I just came here, didn't I? Besides, the Pope chose the training site, right? I didn't even argue with him.
I've known him for a long time, and he was an excellent healer, but at some point he became very demanding of money. Whether that's good or bad, though, there's no doubt that he's built the healing center up to that point.
Wow, I knew you were good to begin with.
Yeah. I know, we've had treatments before. Well, that was back when we were adventurers.
I... You know, I'm kind of hoping you'll be interested.
Haha, I don't have anything to tell you, Master Seihen. Let's get some sleep now, or we won't have time for tomorrow's training.
"? ........Are you going to be so driven in the morning?
'Oh, you're over me, aren't you? Then as a master, you have to impart everything to your students, right?
　I regretted that I was still proud of myself, and I remembered that there was a saying that "the mouth is a bad place to live".
　Regret is not the first thing to go, as they say. Thus, the three leading men of the Adventurer's Guild, who had been talking until the end of the welcoming party, and I also said our goodbyes.

　They were scared when I tried to talk to them through the reception area on my way to the basement, so I just bailed, but I didn't understand why they were scared.
　Remembering that, I finally drifted off to sleep.


'Wow. That's the ceiling I've been missing.
　I woke up and the door slowly opened as I was stretching and manipulating my magic powers.
''...What are you doing?''
d*mn, you're up. You haven't been idle. That's okay. First of all, I'm going to run as fast as I can around the training grounds, so you can use your physical enhancements and follow me at full throttle.
Yes, sir.

　That's the only thing I take seriously about running fast. What is it about watching runners running in a previous life on TV that drives them? Why is it so mind-blowing to see that? I've thought seriously about it, but at the time I didn't know it.

　I don't have a clear answer now either, but I'm sure there's something beyond the effort and the scrambling to push myself beyond my limits...I think so.
　The memories that you can't run away from are your own, but I've come to feel that the reason I'm moved when I see someone else working so hard and for so long on something is because that something in me must have appealed to me too.

"Give it your all. Swing your arms, raise your legs, don't set your own limits. There are plenty of times when an ordinary person can win, even for geniuses. Show me your resolve.


　And after enduring Master Brod's treatment, I ate the breakfast served by Mr. Gruger, hoping to grow up and do my best to exceed my limits. Let's just say that it tasted great, of course.


　After greeting Forenoire in the Adventurer's Guild stables, we arrived at the Botacourt Healing Institute, a three-story building as large as the Adventurer's Guild.
''Is this healing hospital this big? Are you an inpatient?
''I've rarely heard of a healing center this large. According to our information, the third floor is all the director's private quarters and living quarters, the second floor is the living quarters for the slaves and healers, and the first floor is a space for medical examinations and a room with mercenaries stationed as guards.
Is that a typical healing center?
'It's hard to say, but often there's a bouncer, if not a mercenary, then a bouncer.
It's... It happens a lot.
'No one ever heals and doesn't pay, but if you pay a little bit, there were a lot of cases in the past where you couldn't get criminal proof on your card and it's improved now, but the effects of that time are still there.'
　Was there ever a time when you were that rough around the edges? Huh? Is that why the House of Healing is taking revenge? This is going to cause a lot of opposition if we don't add a lot more things to the guidelines and the bill.
At any rate, let's go.
　I opened the door to the Healing Institute.

"Get a grip, Mr. Botacouli,
Hey, healers, do something. You don't even have to pay me yet.
Bring me my pills!

　Once inside, it was truly a battlefield. Botacouli's husband? In response to the voice, I saw that a blue-faced botacouli had been carried downstairs, unconscious, on something resembling a stretcher.
　I didn't want him to die, so I started to walk towards the infirmary where Botacouli had been brought in.