After finishing cleaning up dinner, I got into bed in the main house that Master Gawain and Master Flick had given me, and decided to keep a daily diary of Master Flick's musings.
'Master Flick, Consideration Diary, Part 30,'
-- Today, Master Gawain taught me the Instantaneous Strengthening (Quickness) and Muscle Strengthening (Strength) of his physical strengthening magic and I succeeded in activating it immediately.
After all, his quick understanding of magic was worth marveling at.
The most difficult spell I've had to learn from many masters was the physical strengthening spell, but he was able to activate it in one shot, and he looked really cool.
Even though he has top-notch qualities as a swordsman, I'm jealous that he wasn't sly ...... that he didn't suffer in that acidic state.
It's impossible for an ordinary sorcerer to consciously imagine making his muscles thicker.
In the first place, a sorcerer is supposed to store knowledge without training the body.
Because that sorcerer strengthened his physical body, he would be unable to concentrate on his thoughts due to lack of acidity or nourishment, so he thought it was the magic of the mainstream for a sorcerer.
But if you're an aspiring mage like Flick-sama, who has both sword and magic talents, I've newly discovered that it's a very good magic with a synergistic effect.
It's rare for someone to be called a mage or magic swordsman. Master Gawain's body-enhancing magic was likely to raise the fighting power of those people as far as Master Flick was concerned.
I thought it was a magic that wasn't suitable for sorcerers because of the physical burden, but watching Flick-sama today made me change my mind.
Maybe the idea of magic at a distance is not absolute, as sorcerers avoid close combat.
Here's a personal observation: .......
I think Flick-sama is still better suited to a slender, toned body.
Physical enhancement increases muscle mass and makes the body look fuller.
That may be the case with Frick-sama, but .......
If possible, I'd ask them to refrain from using it on a regular basis, as it could make your body look like Master Gawain's.
It's a waste of a neat face, but I don't think it's a waste of a body covered in muscle.
But if Flick-sama asks for a touch with that body - I would accept it without putting up an air barrier (wind barrier).
It's as Flick-sama who has the qualities and abilities to be respected as a sorcerer, and not as a touch of love or some other impure feeling like that.
There shouldn't be: .......
Sorry, it's a lie. I love it.
I love it.
I've written that I don't have any impure feelings, but I have so much.
I was very happy to imagine myself in Flick-sama's arms.
I'm sure I've never had these feelings for the opposite s*x before, but today I confess that I've been looking at Flick-sama's face the whole time, using the magic of body strengthening as an excuse to go sour.
I might not be able to call Master Gawain a weirdo, as I am worried about Flick-sama all the time and even write this kind of consideration diary.
But I can't.
I can't get him out of my head, and my eyes immediately follow Frick-sama.
If the encounter had been normal, I might have been able to tell him this feeling without hiding it. ......
No matter how much I think of you, I'm not foolish enough to not understand that the foolish act I've done before has created a huge, deep gulf between me and Flick-sama.
All you can do is keep a close eye on him without bothering him: .......
Don't want more than that.
Stifle your feelings to the maximum extent possible, and act at a careful distance.
Don't ever forget that.
--Flick-sama Consideration Diary Ends
As I finished my journal of Lady Flick's musings, which I've been writing down since we met, there was a knock at the door.
'Noelia, it's me, but have you left my belt pouch near your bed?'
The knocker was Master Flick, so he hurriedly hid his consideration journal under his pillow.
'Heeeeeee! A belt pouch! We'll look for you soon, please wait.
I was caught off guard, and even my voice was turned inside out.
It's too embarrassing, too embarrassing.
If Flick-sama saw this consideration diary now, he would never speak to me again, nor would he allow me to be around him.
That impatience made me take the time to search for my belt pouch.
'Is it safe for me to come in and look for it for a moment?'
! No! Not now!
I shouldn't have been allowed in, because if they found me now, I'd be in a bad way.
I'm sorry. I don't like the idea of you going into a lady's room. I'm sorry, but if I don't find her, I'll find her tomorrow.
It's for different reasons, but I can't do it right now.
'I'm looking for him now. I'll find it for you soon.
In my haste to find it, I ducked under the bed and found the belt pouch.
He quickly dragged it out and opened the door and handed it to Master Fricke, who was standing there.
'Here you are. Here you are.
Yeah, that's it. I'm sorry.
After receiving the belt pouch, Fricke looked at me to say thank you and then suddenly averted his gaze and ran away.
I'm not sure if I've done anything to offend him or not .......
I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.
Sheesh! I forgot I was only wearing a thin nightgown because I thought I'd just write a thought journal and go to bed already!
This might have been thought of as a strange woman showing her skin and asking him out or something.
Worst of all, this would be the end of my relationship with Flick-sama, which I managed to keep up because of the bad first impression.
He won't even let me see him from tomorrow.
I spent the rest of the night sniffing his cloak, trying to calm my tearful mood, but I didn't get a wink of sleep before the morning arrived.