"Welcome, Mr. Hell. I'd like to introduce myself once again, my name is Theodora Roctis, director of the Hare Maureen Demonic Institute of the Kingdom of Dolan."

"I'm Nanally Hell. Best wishes from today"

A room at the Hare Magic Station.

A small wooden carved lunx rests on my desk. There's a blue stone embedded in the eye area, but I wonder if that's a gem. It looks expensive and let's never touch it. And the candles with the fire next door.

The rug on the floor had a red, green pattern and a colour flavour that suited the walls and floors made of wood. Unlike the worn out bookshelves in my room, the bookshelves in the room are large, and they also have vitreous plates to keep the books inside from being touched. The amount of books is also different digits.

In a room like that, a tall woman with brown hair is smiling in front of me.

When I got to Hare earlier, I got off Lara's back and was led inside by a male employee who was in front of the building. All the staff are in uniform, and the colours of the clothes are divided between black for the man and white for the woman. But each garment appeared to be shaped differently, and the woman wore a piece of clothing or underwear divided into two strands, making her a uniform rich in personality, except for color.

The man who guided me was wearing a loose black top with longer lengths, and I couldn't hit a boulder with one shot on it alone, but it had three white vertical lines in my shoulder, so I immediately found out I was an official.

There are always three lines in somewhere in the uniform, not just in color, and that also makes proper sense.

The line is three stripes of Hare's magic guide,

"One - Always Look Ahead"

"Two - without crossing the line"

"Three - Having Your Heart Straight"

It represented the teachings of Hare Maureen: carve those three lines into your heart and deal with magic.

In the overall sense, when dealing with magic, predict what happens thereby, without going beyond its scope or exercising unusual powers, and use magic with a just mind. Apparently. The point is, don't use magic for bad things.

This was written in the material they were sending me, so when I read it at school, I was snorting at Ho Ho ~ alone.

"I'll have you working from tomorrow, so I'll leave your stuff in the dorm today and show you around the magic center."

"Yes!"

Stretch your spine sharply in front of the beautiful director.

Now I was interrupting the director's office to say hello to Hare's director. The package will be available later, so they are coming through here early. The tension was a tightening thought, though not more than when we first met.

"Well, yes. This is the key to the dorm room. Don't lose it."

"Okay."

"Everyone tells me to make it a spell because the keys are old, but the keys have good keys."

When the director said so, he gave me a small gold key bracketed in a red string.

"Thank you, Director"

Director Loctith.

I've seen this guy three times. This is the fourth time, including today.

The first time is during the fifth grade game, the second time is during the sixth grade long vacation, and the third time is just after graduation.

The director, who was watching the match when he first met me, shook my hand at me thinking it would be better if someone like you wanted a hare. Anything, I seem to be the only one giving Hare hope of getting a job, and he's less manned than he used to be. Besides, most of it seems to be flowing to the Knights, and I remember the director staring hatefully at the Knights leader who was far away at that time. There seems to be a lot going on.

Nike also chose the Knights, not Hare, and I knew there were a lot of Knights hopefuls, but I didn't know I was alone.

My teacher also seemed to know that I admire my sister at the reception, and the best words I could meet and open were: 'Aaahhh - welcome to the reception!!'.

I'm not bad for walking into a fleeing position for a moment in an impatient manner.

The director, who is the summation of the Hare Magic Station, was such an amazing man that he was also chosen as the "100 Noble Wizards of the Modern Age". She is also my admirer, lining up her name with the heroes of the famous world.

"But before I do, I have to make your uniform and your magic equipment."

The director puts his hand on his chin, and, um, he roars.

I was just about to leave my luggage and get a guide, but apparently I still can't get to that stage.

The candle fire next to the wood carvings was shaking at all costs.

"Uniform and magic equipment, is it?

"Yes, of you."

Hmm? Uniform?

I thought the uniform was going to be ready on a payroll basis, but from now on, I'm going to make it? Sure, the clothes were all shaped differently, but I wonder if you could make them after deciding whether this is a good idea for yourself - or, oh, a good idea. That would be awesome, Hare. The treatment of officials is too good. Speaking of which, your salary seemed pretty good... only the amount that was on the dossier though.

Plus, a magic tool, what is it you use for? Besides, I'm going to make that now... The explanations around there were not written in the materials at all, which makes me a little nervous.

No, no, I dream of being the receptionist's sister, so normal mind, normal heart. You have to be someone who can smile and flush away no matter what happens.

"Mr. Hell. Touch this sphere with both hands."

Director Roctis, looking at me tilting his neck and laughing huffy, opened a long door vertically to the red cabinet that was in the room. Right next to the bookshelf.

"... water?

Then out of it came a sphere of water, about the height size of me. Poyon, Picha, and it came out before me with a noise, and it floated like a glass free tank.

....

I'm afraid to reach for it one hand.

The director said to touch it...

I accidentally saw a man near the door. The guy with glasses in his forties or so is that guy who brought me this far, and he's come inside with me. When he realized I was watching him, he laughed and urged his hands against the sphere, come on, come on.

"Can I really touch it?

Ask the director forward.

"This was made by Hare Maureen, the first director, when he said Gignestai Nero (Generated Water). If the wizard I recognize touches this, he will give the wizard the right armor and weapon."

"Is it armor and weapons?

"Protective equipment is the uniform everyone here wears. The weapon will help you when you go to work outside."

Officials equipped with protective equipment and weapons...

I'm not surprised because I know some job descriptions are dangerous, but I'm impressed and confused at the same time when I think I'm ready to go this far.

Or that uniform was protective equipment.

I touch the sphere with both hands. I felt calm and in contact with normal water. It also feels wet.

Turning to Director Roctis, the director began to mog his mouth somehow and cast something like a spell.

Then out of the sphere, the end of the stick? comes out gnawed.

Hey, what's this? and my neck lowered back.

But the director told me to take it, so I took my hand off the sphere, and I grabbed the stick and pulled it out. The feel is hard and cold as iron.

That's how I pulled it off. That was another long, slightly overpriced, silver stick long enough to cross my back.

A stick, a stick.

If you look closely, you can see that it has a beautiful pattern on it, but whether you look closely or not, this is just a stick.

"Oh, Dare Lovedos (Goddess Stick)?

"... great?

"It's not just a stick. It's a goddess stick."

Sticks.

Goddess is good, but sticks are noisy. Now all I can think of in my head is a picture of a woman swinging a stick and spraying fire out of her mouth. And he's running at an awesome speed. The goddess is running with a stick.

It was me holding that stick with both hands, but I didn't know what to do, and I gave the chief a snack and a stick.

But they say it's yours, and they push it back.

"The stick can absorb its own magic formation. You don't have to write the magic team with your hands, and if you stick it through the ground with it, you'll be able to get it out in one shot."

"Is it a magic formation..."

Magic formations generally do not activate magic unless they are written either by hand on the ground or on paper. There is no such thing as casting a spell and magic formations appear, and it is a magic spell that can activate magic without writing a magic formation. So it's not much of a favorite magic, and if anyone wants to save time writing, only equip them with a piece of paper with a magic formation written in advance.

And this goddess stick absorbs that nasty magic formation, which is probably a pretty good tool.

"And then, hey, so I guess I'm gonna hit or slap my enemies with a bat."

"You're a stick."

Other uses were like that. God.

"Good weapon. If you shake it, you pay it, you spear it, you spear it."

The sphere will glow this time while the director says we should try to practice later. As I was rounding my eyes, my body, or clothes, shimmered out and the shapes and colors shifted.

The color of the piece goes from brown to white, and the sleeves and collar are gradually deformed.

"Is this the uniform?

A white piece of knee-length with a large headscarf. Though tight around the arms, the cuffs were flickering and swollen, with blue spreads all over the hem and elsewhere. Shoes are about a little below the inflated tibia, white boots. He had a brown-skinned belt wrapped around his waist.

"Oh? I'm sorry about this."

When the director apologizes to me one word, he begins to wrap the thunder around his hand. The trick you set up toward us is like you're about to attack me right now...

Huh?

"Hey, Chief!? What is that hand bee!!

"It's okay."

"What!?

Even while we're in conversation, the director flashes at me.

No more. Maybe this is an evil organization, not a hare, and someone even showed me hallucinations and I came by mistake. They're gonna do it!

I see. Woden Skeway.

And while I was meditating on my eyes, I also thought. After a while the pain didn't come at all and I felt like I was pushed by something, but that just didn't make any difference.

Even if you open your eyes and check your body, you don't have any scratches, and your clothes aren't dirty.

And as the director was convinced, I say 'Woden Skeway'.

Wooden Skeway?

You mean clothes that disable, clothes that disable magic? Does that mean this garment has been deactivated from the Director's thunder?

I try to pet my clothes, but I don't feel special. Although it is extraordinarily comfortable to touch than the original clothes.

But nullified clothing, huh?

My mood gets a little heavy.

"You know, this gives me the ability to look at wizards and stuff."

"Yes, I am."

"So am I, perhaps, incompetent?"

"Why?"

.... Wouldn't you give me something awesome that would totally protect me like this if I had excellent abilities? Were they judged powerless? "

If this is really disabling clothing, this protective gear is too much for me. Cuteness is behind my back, it activates a powerful protection.

But that may have given me such awesome protective gear because Gignesti Nero recognized me as a weak wizard.

The mood for this is more of a feeling of regret than pleasure. Though I'm not complacent, I thought my magic arm was good there. I've also come to want to be strong enough to be unbeatable by a man and unbeatable by anyone.

So I can't honestly be happy to get this kind of protective gear.

"That's not true."

"But..."

"You know, sometimes you get impotent."

"In the fifth grade, Mr. Hell tried to save his friend from burning his skin, didn't he? And most of the kids. The Knights Captain and that kid in the guest seat will be ours! That's what we said."

I miss you. Hey, I laugh.

"You can make this by judging your personality. Gignesti Nero creates an outfit with the foresight of the wizard's magic shape, nature and even character. I gave the goddess sticks and disabling costumes because I decided that was the best outfit for you. That's probably why I put out Woden Skeway, considering your personality, not your strength. When it comes to situations like that, you're going to go in unscrupulous, so..."

"Unteachable..."

"That's not why I don't have the strength or anything. Take pride in your power."

I was gently stroked in the head.

"And so on. This Gignesti Nero is off-limits."

"No talking?

"I said it was someone I admitted to, but it's really something that anyone can use if they cast a certain spell. It's invaluable because it's the magic that creates weapons like the legendary one. Don't be abusive, everyone in Hare has a dictum."

"Oh, really?"

Copy that. I told him. The director laughed nicely and sat in the chair.

"Dare Lovedos will be in the way then, so keep it down with the spell and scratch it on your hips as well. Probably a belt for that."

"Was it the right outfit for the wizard"

Put a shrinking spell through the hole in your belt. I felt like I fit perfectly in the hole and in the sheath.

"Now I'm finally ready to teach you what to do in Hare. Shall I carry my baggage first? As I said, today will only guide and explain the place, but be ready tomorrow."

"Yes."

Put the luggage you were putting on your shoulder.

I wonder what everyone is doing to Nike and him by now.

Benjamin and Saturners are demonstrators, so I might have a chance to see them in Hare someday.

If I can be a life in a new place, I'll even send a letter to Miss Maris or around Nike.