Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

Arcs played with Riesha, it was the next day.

Arcs had eaten the call from her mother, Celine, and was being subjected to hysterical yelling in her room.

"I told you to stay away from Riesha!

A cut of gold strikes me from above my head.

The reason for the reprimand, of course, is because Arcs played with Riesha the other day.

That is what enters Celine's ear, and thus she is yelled at.

When this happens, there is limited action that Arcs can take.

All you have to do is lean down and shrink and apologize.

"I'm sorry"

"It's not a question of apologizing! What would you do if an incompetence like you approached Risha and infected Risha with incompetence?

Until you say that incompetence is infected because of lack of things to say?

There can be no such thing.

Shortly after I thought so, I got a flat face punch.

It comes with remorse and sadness, but I can't help it where I rebelled here.

"... sorry, no"

"All right! Like you! Dirty dog! To Risha! Stay away!

Shortly after those words, flat-handed again, they fly over and over again.

"... tz"

Bite your lips and endure the pain.

"Oh... how could God have given me such incompetence... to say that the Razrael family is blessed with so much magic"

Celine shows how to wipe her eyes with a handkerchief.

With words, it is as if you are overlapping yourself with the heroine of tragedy.

But Celine moaned like that there, and raised the golden scream of the key key again.

"Try something like that next time! I'll make you magical!

"Yes......"

... Eventually, when freed from his mother's intrigue, Arcs left the room.

On my way to my room, I hear the servants whispering.

"Look, I can't do it, but it's coming out."

"Look at that face. Your wife's gonna cry when she's mad at you, huh?

"I don't like it. I can't believe you were born into an historic Viscount house and you have so little magic."

"Such a disgrace, something you should throw out right now."

This is even the servant. Just say you're low on magic talent, and your pussy even puts you in a gray attitude.

The salvation is that not all servants have this attitude? Derogating Arcs is a servant who can use magic. Other magical unusable servants are sympathetic to me.

When I went back to my room and closed the door, the force fell out of my feet.

Is it because the thread of tension came loose? My legs start trembling when I feel distressed.

"I don't know what to do. What do you mean... hehe"

... Yes, there is no such thing. I experienced more than twenty years of my life once.

It doesn't matter if you get hit or your parents don't like you.

Never.

Nothing.

I never feel it.

You can think of it as someone else, such as a mother.

That sweet mother who raised the man is Arcs' real mother. With that in mind, not a single sad thing. I can't believe I'm flattered. A little bit. Even shards.

"... gusu"

My eyeballs get hot on the lid.

After the whimpering leaked out of my mouth, I couldn't stop it anymore.

"Ugh, uhh..."

From his mouth, the voice of sorrow overflows, cutting the weir. How can you be so cold? Until a month ago, you were so adorable to me. He stroked my head, gave me a hug. Be selfish, laugh and forgive me. And yet. Now that it's worthless, do you see it like that when it's something you don't want? Do you have any parental feelings for a child whose stomach hurts?

Am I right to just say I'm not talented and leave it to inquiry to yell at me?

Is it normal to raise your hand and make it violent?

I went after a man's life. Not who I was before. Yet it is. I can't stand the things that a man can put up with right now.

Why not?

He said he chased after the man's life, too.

There were a lot of nasty things in a man's life.

I was bullied in elementary school, and middle and high school became a nagging dogma based on that, and it was a long and patient life until I finally got to be seen decently in college.

I'm used to enduring it.

I'm supposed to be used to it, but why can't I stand Arcs?

"Uh-oh! Ahhhhhhhhh!!

Uncontained emotions overflow with screams and tears.

Whether his voice was silent or his tears withered, he nodded in front of the door all the time.

... how long have you been doing that?

If you noticed, the day that was high was already hidden and it was dark outside the window.

When I opened the door, there was a meal on the trolley.

I guess the servants on my side cared for me.

Were you tired of crying and hungry or couldn't resist eating a meal.

"Magic, or..."

Soaking black bread in the soup that has cooled me down, I shrug.

Magic, yes, magic. It's all about magic that I've seen myself like this. He wasn't gifted with magic, so he was removed from the trail. My parents' affection cooled because I had no magical talent.

I thought so, there was one thing on my chest, something to be born into.

Someday everyone will become an amazing magician and give back to their parents who made them cold.

Hit the black bread abusively.

I'll give it back to you and other childlike thoughts, but I didn't feel bad about that either.

It's just...

"... Hamburg, I'd love to eat"

As much as I think so, will you forgive me?