Thus, the wise strive for light - to start over with a life in different worlds

It's been a few years since then.

I'm eight, too, and Sophia says she's ten years old, too.

Me and Sophia taught academics from Bettenburg, and Sophia, who originally had good procedures, could solve them if she took the time to do even difficult calculations.

Swordsmanship was more talented than I was, to be honest, and it was going to be pulled out soon.

But seeing her like that, I honestly think it was fun. If my technology could help people, I couldn't be happier.

I look up into the night sky and touch the pendant on my neck.

It's been two years since we lost Scott and Cyan.

I haven't had a night in the meantime where I didn't nearly cry thinking about the two of you.

But I didn't want anyone to know about it.

One morning after such a night, me and Sophia were summoned to Bethenburg.

"I want you guys to come shopping in town."

It was too abrupt a word.

My house... The Mercury family is situated far away.

That's why I've never met anyone else yet.

"Is that me too, Mr. Bettenburg?

"Of course. I'll give you a dime, you can buy whatever you want."

"... but I am"

"I know. But Lazareth, you're coming with me. Don't worry."

... What are you talking about?

Does that mean she has a special reason to listen to the story and doesn't want to go out in public?

"Lazareth, don't you like being with you?

"That's not what I meant! But..."

To Bettenburg's question, Sophia denied it first.

To be honest, I was pretty happy.

Because even while I was teaching swordsmanship, I was staring at me, and I thought they hated me until now.

I can relax to some extent because it opens my mouth and asks questions when it's academic time, but in unfamiliar swordsmanship I'm nervous enough to do it and always sweat on my back.

"Mr. Bettenburg. If she doesn't want to go, don't you have to force her out?

"Trouble is, I do. I spoiled you too much for a few years. It would be an anomaly to see anything else until that year?

Unfortunately, it makes sense.

Thus, my helpboat was made to sink by Bethenburg.

So now we were in a small town, a little far from Bethenburg territory.

On the floor are cobblestones, stone houses. And the smell of fragrant bread tickling your nose from everywhere.

I liked this vibrant, business-like atmosphere.

Speaking of hobbies from my previous life, I just feel a little nostalgic because I only had about a trip at best.

"... ugh"

Contrary to that, for some reason Sophia walks away from the crowd.

Somewhere, is there trauma to others sleeping in her?

"Sophia. Are you okay?

"... I'm sorry, I don't seem to be feeling well"

"It's my first time serving people. I can't help it."

"... Isn't this your first time in Lasalles?

"Huh? I, uh... Well, that's the first time."

In my heart, I add.

Sophia looked at me a little like that and then lowered her back to a bench in a slightly open place.

"Sophia, don't you want to buy something?

"Nothing in particular"

The conversation ends in a Q&A format.

That's what Bettenburg said, because Sophia told me to buy you whatever you want.

But he didn't tell me if the result was far-fetched or abnegation.

"You know, doesn't Sophia have a favorite food or something?

"There's nothing I dislike, but nothing that stands out and likes"

The conversation doesn't spread.

But it was already something that made me uncomfortable.

Sophia accidentally spoke as she played coin roll with the gold coin she was given whistling.

"... sorry. I'm not having fun, am I?"

"Sophia, you don't trust me after all?

"That's not true, but..."

The end of the phrase gets smaller with the words.

Why would I shy away from an eight-year-old child?

... Oh, my God, I wouldn't be able to talk about people like that either.

'Cause I haven't been able to talk about the world before without trusting anyone.

Even Bettenburg knows I'm a witch.

Talk cell translation ganai.

Datte, Solehajibunga Sinner Dato Confess Sul Youna Mono Nano Dakara.

"... it's hard to trust people."

"Huh?"

"Sorry, it's nothing. Forget it."

I separated the coin rolls in a nice place, and when I put them in my pocket, Sophia came up with something.

"… gold coins, lend me"

"Huh? Yeah, fine."

"Can you tell me, the guy who twirls the coin earlier?

Sophia asks how to do the coin roll, turning her face bright red.

...... I guess I made you pay attention. For a girl like this who's not even old yet.

I opened my mouth feeling sorry for that, and at the same time, from someone's stomach, a lovely noise rang.

In the direction of the sound, the Q&A girl, Sophia, dyed red to her earlobes and groaned with a mosquito-like voice.

"... no more"

The girl's appearance was not always that of an oligarchy girl somewhere, but of a girl who seemed to be everywhere cute.

"Lunch, what do you want?

"... bread. The one with the ham, vegetables and cheese stuck in it."

"You mean the sandwich?

The girl nods small as she leans down.

I guess it was an embarrassing event from her point of view because I didn't even have eyes for it.

On second thought, a ten-year-old girl has been distracted by her younger children. It would also be natural to be embarrassed.

"... okay, can you stand?

"... Shut up"

The girl pokes my flank with her elbow.

I know you're going to be doing it lightly, but it hurts, so I wanted you to stop.