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Episode 108. A side job full of innocence (3)
It took me 10 minutes to review all 300 songs and delete 28 of them. It was done much faster than I expected, but the little help was a huge help.
“Uhm… Black… bang… ?”
“Black Sanctum Saga. I think we should erase this too, Chan-ah. It’s a 40-minute symphony.”
“Hey, I don’t know who came up with that title, but it’s really cool.”
This is because all the songs that the kid chose to sing were all insane songs. I don’t know if this is because of the dragon’s unique intuition, or because he simply chose three or four cool words mixed together…
“I’ll call and try it. Both the one before and this one.”
Looking at this, it seems like it’s closer to the latter. Maybe it’s because he was told not to choose anything while sorting out the 300 songs, but the little one is visibly confused.
“Hmm, what should I do…?”
“Store manager. I think we should stop deleting things now.”
“Yeah. I kept looking at the list while Chan was working, and there didn’t seem to be any problems.”
I had a brief discussion with the store manager, keeping my voice low. The magic on the recorder included the following: song selection, breathing correction, automatic cleaning, and octave adjustment.
I have just solved the magic of the four songs, and I have concluded that the remaining three problems can be solved right away if the child plays them. Since the child is confused, the store manager will choose the songs to play.
“Hey, there’s this song I really like. Can you play it for me?”
“My. I’m going to have a hot meal.”
“Thank you, kid. The number is 180.”
Judging from the fact that the numbers were reserved in advance, it seems like the store manager had anticipated this would happen. The playlist scrolled down in time with the manager’s gestures, and stopped right at number 180.
The song is titled Broken Clock. The gothic-sounding title made me think it would be difficult to play, but the kid responded positively.
“…elegance.”
“How is it? Does it sound okay when you listen to it in your head?”
“My. The song is pretty. Can I borrow some seaweed?”
“of course.”
The little boy nodded, put the recorder back in his mouth, took a deep breath, and started playing right away.
The song lasted exactly one minute in perceived time, and then suddenly stopped in the middle.
“… Hehe.”
Because the lung capacity issue came up. The little boy took a few deep breaths with a red face, and then looked at us with a very nervous face.
We responded with applause. The store manager clapped with a fast-paced seal clap, and I clapped with a slow-paced balloon clap.
“What were you so worried about? You were blowing so well.”
I said it with 80% sincerity. Even though the performance was interrupted a few times due to my immature breathing technique, I was able to listen comfortably while it continued. There were no hiccups.
The song itself was, well, a calm and quiet song. It was the kind of song that would make you stop and listen if you heard it somewhere while walking down the street.
“That’s right. Thanks to you, I had a good time in the morning, kid.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. It seems like you practiced a lot to be able to blow without any problems.”
“Hey! Hey, ugh. It was hard to breathe, but this made it easier.”
It seems like you’re saying that it was hard because the breathing technique was difficult up until now. I think you can take it that the breathing correction magic worked well when you say that it was a lot easier.
“And, I thought, ‘If only the sound was a little higher—’ Heh. When I thought about it, it just got louder.”
This means that the octave has gone up on its own. These two magic bells seem to be working properly. So… .
“And— heh.”
“If it’s hard, tell me later, Hana. I’ll give you the recorder for a bit.”
“my.”
The boy handed me the recorder with a satisfied look on his face, perhaps pleased with the response. After accepting it and examining it, I opened the turnbuckle and examined the inside and outside.
The place where the breath is blown in and the place where it is blown out. Both places are clean without any moisture. When I was young, even if I blew for a little while, my saliva would get wet and I would only hear a blocked sound.
“Except for the magic of the songs, everything else seems to be going well, store manager.”
“Does Chan-i think so?”
“I guess so. I’ve been watching it closely since a while ago, but I didn’t see anything particularly strange.”
As I pointed to my eyes, the store manager asked again.
“Is it because of Chan’s constitution?”
“yes.”
One of the characteristics of my other-worldly constitution. If you look closely at an enchanted object, you can see additional ripples. I used it to great advantage when I was getting my license.
I thought I could figure out something from this, so I looked at it carefully from time to time, but there was no noticeable change while playing the recorder. It was the same even when the cleaning magic worked.
If other magics had malfunctioned during the performance, the ripples would have increased or decreased. As I continued to speak my thoughts, the shop manager immediately agreed and added.
“It seems like Chan-i has adapted a lot now.”
“That’s right. Even just last month, I never dreamed that I would be living this kind of life….”
“That’s why life is fun. Anyway, that’s the end of the recorder.”
The store manager took the recorder from me, shook it a couple of times, and put it back in the box. It’ll probably get dusty, but the magic will take care of it.
“Good job, kid. Would you like some water if I brought it from upstairs?”
“It’s okay, I’m still going strong.”
“Then let’s move on to the second one. Chan-ah, do you see the ramen box behind the mimic over there?”
Looking at the place the store manager pointed to, I saw a large box of ramen sitting behind the mimic. The packaging was simple, with only a single layer of box tape.
“I see. But, why is the enchanted product in a ramen box?”
“A stopgap measure. The box arrived crumpled.”
The store manager explained that it was okay because it was well-wrapped in plastic and was thin and sturdy. I was just asking if it was okay to store a magical item like that… .
I don’t know. I guess it’s okay, so I did it like this. I thought about it for a moment and opened the box tape and took out the contents. Inside the plastic packaging, there was something like a dark purple bundle of cloth, and the tag attached to the plastic said―
“… Grand Mage Transformation Set. Hana, this is called a transformation set?”
“Transformation?!!”
Upon hearing the two letters of transformation, the little one’s tail rose upwards and the propeller slowly began to turn. I had started it using voice recognition.
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I quickly unwrapped it and unfolded it, and the dark purple fabric underneath was softly swaying. I told the store manager what I thought.
“I think it’s a wizard’s robe. It’s a child’s size.”
“Oh, how did Chan know?”
“I’ve seen it a few times, but this is my first time seeing it in person.”
“This is my first time seeing it in real life. Ahh.”
After exchanging pleasantries, I checked the inside of the box. Aside from the robe, the other components were a magic wand with a star-shaped decoration, a crinkled cone-shaped hat…
An A4-sized booklet half-hidden in a cone-shaped hat. The cover of the booklet has the words ‘User’s Manual’ written in large letters. This is what I was looking for.
“Manager, I’ll read this for a moment. I think it might be helpful for my inspection.”
“Okay, I’ll put the robe on the kid. Hurray, kid!”
“my!”
I should read it quickly while I’m at it. Page 1 of the manual, the title, the toy company name, and the toy introduction text. ‘Become a great wizard and cast countless spells!’ Let’s skip this one… .
After page 2, most of the pages were filled with pictures and descriptions. The left page mainly had the names of the spells and pictures of magic circles. On the right, there were instructions for drawing magic circles in the air.
The description is mostly in the form of a recipe, for example, how to use fire magic.
1. Prepare a cane. 2. Raise the tip of the star-shaped cane to eye level. 3. Move the tip of the cane in the counterclockwise direction at a speed of approximately 30 cm/s.
“Hey, if you write it like this, will the kids understand?”
“Chan-ah, you can skip that part. I know it well too.”
I was mumbling because I was frustrated, but the store manager took it from me. He put it on me faster than I thought.
“Don’t you use a wand when you cast magic, sir?”
“I don’t need it anymore, so I don’t use it. I calculate the formulas in my head.”
“Then this stick is a stick-shaped calculator that calculates formulas instead of arithmetic formulas… .”
“That’s almost true, except for one thing.”
One thing is that if you swing the wand as described in the booklet, it will actually cast fire magic. If this was a proper wand.
“A calculator is made to always give the right answer, but this walking stick is made to always give the wrong answer—that’s what I’m saying.”
“What else is the established wrong answer?”
“There’s just one place where I intentionally wrote the calculation incorrectly. I want to make sure the visual effects are implemented, but the power converges to 0.”
“If it’s close to 0, you’re saying it’s not 0.”
“That’s right. If you use fire magic, you can feel… the warmth of a spring breeze.”
I also have a feeling of what I need to check. I can adjust it so that the warmth of the spring breeze evolves into a full-power steam room, or changes to air conditioning.
As I thought about it, I felt the collar of my uniform being pulled tight.
“Mister, sir.”
Looking down, I saw a little boy looking up at me with his robe and hat turned upside down. The boy who was previously all white had a different color scheme, this time in a dark purple.
A little boy who stretches out both arms to the left and right as soon as their eyes meet. The robe is larger than the boy’s body, so even though he stretches out his arms, they are hidden by the robe.
“Tsk tsk.”
“Hey. You really look like a wizard when you do that, man.”
“Hehehe.”
After answering, I looked at the tail and saw that it was sticking out from under its robe and sweeping the floor. I think I should hurry up and finish it and let it use its magic.
“In addition, the way it works is written as ‘borrowing a very small amount of the caster’s mana that is harmless to the body.’ Doesn’t this use a magic stone?”
“Recently released toys don’t use magic stones very much. Some of them even use solar power.”
“You’re so frugal.”
“That’s right. By the way, how are the precautions written?”
“The precautions are… don’t hit anyone with the cane, don’t lick it, and don’t swallow it.”
The star wand is about 30cm long. Are you telling me to bring the kid to a tea ceremony show?
“Nothing special. Shall we get started?”
“Yeah, kid, you’ve been waiting for a long time.”
“No. Not for long. Just wait a little. Sister.”
“But since you’ve made me wait, I’ll tell you in detail. What you need to do to become a great wizard.”
“Oh.”
The little tail wiggled under her robe at the word ‘archmage’, and the store manager’s voice was secretly excited, perhaps because she heard ‘sister’. Next time, if you leave the two of them alone, they’ll have fun.
“Okay, first, put your wrist like this….”
The store manager bends down slightly, places his wrist next to the child’s wrist, and then spreads out his index finger and waves it around. It’s a gesture that only a few people in their younger days would have used, but it’s elegant. It feels like the force of a professional.
The little boy looked around to follow the store manager’s fingertips, and followed along diligently with his cane. The first two or three times, he failed because his movements didn’t match up well, and the third time,
“Oh. It’s fire.”
A small flame rose from the tip of the star-shaped staff. As the manager said, it wasn’t hot, so the boy brought the tip of the staff up to his nose.
“Kid, that’s dangerous, so don’t do that. You’ll be in big trouble when you use the real cane later.”
“Oh, mine.”
It sounds like a warning not to put the gun in someone’s face when shooting. The boy immediately took the cane away from his nose, and the store manager continued talking.
“Okay. Next time, let’s adjust the power of this magic.”
“Power?”
“Yeah. This is the first thing the kid thinks about in his head, ‘How big should I make it~?’ How big does the kid want to make this firework?”
“Hmm….”
After some serious thought, the boy answered with his arms wide open.
“What a firework! A huge firework! This is where it’s at—”
Immediately afterwards, a huge fire broke out that filled the warehouse.