Perspective – Grey

The name Clock Tower has two meanings.

Needless to say, it naturally refers to a large organization that is the base camp of the magic world.

The other refers to the school building of the highest institution with the first subject that exists in the inner part of London, the whole foundation (Mystyr), five classrooms, and more than seventy small classrooms.

This building, which has a large number of students coming and going, claims to be a long-established university in the surrounding area. That being said, in order to prevent passers-by from approaching at will, not only has the appearance been carefully designed, but also a magic and psychological barrier has been imposed.

But once you're inside, things to worry about are different.

In Master's words, "Although there are rules for schools, there are no laws for human society", at first glance it looks like an ordinary prestigious university, but as long as you go a little deeper, it is common to encounter the scene of a magical beast or an out-of-control elemental magic. In particular, the Great Labyrinth of the Underground, which is still being excavated in search of mysterious wreckage and fantasy corpses, is still being excavated downward, and even a high-ranking magician may not be able to return safely if he steps into it easily, and I remember being the first thing I was reminded of when I was brought to London.

The Clock Tower, the main school building, and the other eleven subjects dotted around the London suburbs in the form of independent school cities, are basically the geopolitical picture of the Magic Society.

Right now, Master is sitting in his private room prepared for him in the Clock Tower.

Compared to the modern magic department (Noliji) neighborhood - Sla, the facilities are much more complete and the area is about the same as the superior suites of ordinary hotels. Whether it's a desk or a sofa, it's a treasure that exudes the scent of a famous brand with a long history. This impression is reinforced by the warm autumn light that streams in through the elegantly designed windows and the carefully carved granite stove.

But even so, it is still slightly insufficient for those who sit in front of the Master.

"—really stealing the limelight. ”

Luvia Zerita Edfeldt.

Although in terms of pure beauty, it is still not as good as the golden and silver princesses, but the golden pride that emanates from her whole body is enough to fill the gap. Beauty is presented not only through physical appearance, but also through a person's way of being, and this girl is living proof of this.

Even a vast clock tower can't easily accept such a girl.

"That's all you have to say, ma'am. ”

With a sense of irritability, Master, who was sitting at his desk, lit a cigar.

"Oh, how could it be. What happened after that? Didn't the boy who solved all the problems in just ten seconds end up making it back to the clock tower alive? ”

"Actually, this conclusion is debatable, ma'am. Because no one knows exactly what happened at that time - it all happened so suddenly. So much so that in the end, we can only roughly guess the ins and outs of the matter by the traces left at the scene. ”

"That boy did something terrible again. ”

Luvia leaned back on the couch and enjoyed the black tea brewed by the head butler of Moxican behind her.

“……”

I watched the two of them from the side as I cleaned the room.

Although Master had stopped me because my injuries had not healed, I still felt more comfortable than lying still. The church in my hometown basically arranged for me to clean up, so I was very good at this kind of work. After all, there is no need to think about it. Fine tasks such as wiping dust off narrow window frames and polishing floors to a shiny finish are my passions.

The girl put down the white porcelain teacup, fiddled with her longitudinal curls as if she was thinking about something, and then spoke.

"Edfeldt is also a democrat, so I've heard a lot of rumors, after all, this is the most horrific event of this time. ”

"The Baru Yereta faction, one of the most powerful families, was also suddenly discredited. ”

Holding the pen melancholy, the Master replied.

Due to scandals such as fraud and murder at the gala, Izeluma's territory has been frozen by the Clock Tower. Silver and Regina, as well as Islo Sebnan, were all investigated by the Clock Tower, just like Baronqing, but did not ask for any other convincing information. Mai'o's murder was also treated as a personal act unrelated to the Burissansan family.

As a result, only the aristocratic Ermelo benefited enormously. After teaching a good lesson to the famous family of the democrats, Baruyeretta, he returned to the clock tower with his head held high. I heard that the nobles were so happy that they praised Master and secured investments that greatly benefited Ermelo's debts.

But who among those involved in this incident would want to see such an outcome.

Who would be happy with such an ending?

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Perspective – Teenager

survived.

I still had to be on crutches, but I survived.

Not good.

What to do if you are super happy.

There was a gloomy atmosphere around me that made me want to commit suicide, but I couldn't suppress the urge to jump up and cheer.

"Poof! Hmm...... Hmm...... Uh-huh......"

It's not good, it's really not good.

I want to laugh.

If you go on like this, you're going to suffocate. I covered my mouth desperately as I looked around for something that would make my smile fade.

“…… Looks like you're having a good time. ”

A somewhat familiar voice came from the side. I turned my head and looked at the end of the hallway of the school building.

It's a woman. Dressed in a hand-painted kimono with furisode that doesn't match the marble corridor. Strangely long hair that falls down to the ankles. And the snake-like limbs that were half integrated with the costume and hair.

"————uh...... Are you ......?"

"Ryori Kano. You are taken care of from the last incident. ”

Ah, remembered. It's the one who pretended to be dead.

"It's great to get the glasses back. ”

"Thank you for your concern. ”

Is it an illusion? I always feel that this person's expression is more dignified than the last time we met.

I asked cautiously.

"Is there anything you want me to do?"

"This. ”

A document appeared out of thin air in the woman's hand.

"Huh? That's ......."

"The [Top Secret Files] of the Law and Political Division. ”

"I see, but does it have anything to do with me?"

"According to Miss Grey. This document was handed to her by your hand. ”

"She really says everything. ”

There's no way to fool around anymore. Giving up pretending to be stupid, I said to Kano angrily.

"So, you want to ask how I got my hands?"

"How could it be. This happened because of our mismanagement, and we don't blame you in the slightest. ”

"So. ”

"This time I came to see you for personal reasons. ”

Ryori Kano looked at me as if he was looking at something he didn't understand at all.

"—why help them?"

"Huh?"

"This time too, last time too. The magician is dancing with deception and mystery. Everyone knows that they can't get to the root of it, but they all aim for it. I thought we weren't the only ones who wouldn't be involved in that stupid dance, but why?"

Why jump into this vortex that has nothing to do with you?

“……”

I thought about it for a while.

I guess I can't stand it. ”

"What?"

"I can't stand the things that people do, and the things that go behind them. ”

So, I went to help.

To help those who can't stand it like me.

"In that case, don't look at it, just don't look at it. No one is to blame, and the result is much the same. There's no need to bruise yourself. ”

Kano seemed genuinely surprised. But I shook my head.

She was right.

However, there is no way around it.

Because I can see it clearly.

It's because I saw it, so I can't stand it.

"I can't leave those people alone. ”

?“ Even if the result is the same, I don't think you're the kind of sentimentalist who is more process-oriented. ”

With that, the woman held out her hand.

???? No matter what kind of palace ball, no man will refuse that hand.

????“ Can you please dance with me?"

I smiled at her.

"I refuse. ”