master transferred to spellcaster

One day, two days, three days... After Daoman's cat's strange behavior lasted for a full week, Fujimaru Tachika looked at all the colors and flavors in front of him, stuffed with small sausages cut into octopus shapes, bright yellow omelets and Cute handmade bento made of seaweed with smiling faces, I think it can't go on like this anymore.

He has been looked after almost in every possible way these days, and it cannot be said that it has not benefited him.

Every aspect of basic necessities of life was taken care of by Daomanmao when he was aware of it, and even the occasional materials that he needed to deal with or the reports that needed to be filled out were neatly arranged on the desk. His attitude is even worse than when he was in Chaldea.

Logically speaking, living under the same roof with the one you love, and receiving a lot of care from the other party, this is definitely a heart-pounding development in various literary works.

Of course Fujimaru Tachika is not exempt.But... Not to mention that the other party is still a cute, fluffy and soft cat, and there is always a strange feeling that can't be ignored, which can't be ignored.

However, whenever Fujimaru Tachika tried to explore the root of this weird feeling, he always failed.

I wanted to wait a few more days to see if the impatient guy would show his feet, but after a week, he was the one who couldn't help it first.

If this matter had been put in the past, Fujimaru Tachika might have asked the person in question directly, Momoto, but now with a vague premonition, if he directly asked "Why have you been so nice to me these days?" Too much self-awareness.

The only way out now seems to be to seek the opinion of others.

As a matter of course, Fujimaru Tatsuka chose to go to Da Vinci for a kiss after being entangled.

After all, among the present-day followers, many feel that they are either insensitive to this aspect, or extremely sensitive and overreacted. In terms of intimacy and suitability, Da Vinci is well-deserved among them preferred.

"Probably want to do some tricks again. Don't worry, we have been preparing corresponding measures here." After hearing Fujimaru Tatsuka's entangled question, the almighty man replied without thinking.

"Ah, um, that's right." Fujimaru Tateka rubbed his neck, opened and closed his mouth, and finally didn't say that maybe it wasn't a problem in this aspect——

After all, this is also his conjecture. If it is really what Da Vinci said, it would be too embarrassing.

Probably the expression on Fujimaru Tachika's face was too obvious. Da Vinci thought for a while and said, "How about asking Zi Shibu? After all, she is a heroic spirit known for depicting emotions, and she is more familiar with Ashiya Domitsu. Maybe she will There are other opinions."

"Hmm." Fujimaru Tachika's gaze shifted, "I will consider it, thank you for your suggestion, dear Da Vinci."

Of course, he has considered what Da Vinci said. Rather, after comprehensive consideration, Murasaki Shikibu is even more suitable than Da Vinci.But... It is precisely because the other party is too proficient in feelings that he dare not go to her face to face!

After chatting for a while, Fujimaru Tateka left Da Vinci's magic studio.

Da Vinci drank the last sip of tea, put the teacup on the table, and a small machine ran out from the dark place of the workshop, and started cleaning the table and cleaning the tea sets automatically.

Under the changing light in the studio, the beauty who seemed to be shrouded in a glimmer of light put her face on one hand, and nodded her cheeks thoughtfully.

"This is... um, no... But, is it really..."

"Let's make a countermeasure in advance." Shaking his head, Da Vinci sighed deeply, and at this moment when he could only be alone and bald, he missed his former partner like never before, "After all, it is also about the survival of Chaldea. It's a crisis."

……

"Squeak-"

As the scene reappeared, the door of the library quietly opened a gap.

"Welcome." The secretary put down the book he was reading, and read a familiar welcome sentence to the visitor——

Then, after seeing the person who came, he was visibly confused, "Hey, is it the master, um, do you want to find a book? What kind of book do you want to find this time?"

While saying this, the titles of the series of books that Mr. Doman borrowed a week ago could not be restrained in Murasaki Shikibu's mind.

Hey, could it be that the master also...

Calm down, Xiangzi, look at the master's frowning brows, that awkward and unspeakable expression, he must have something to ask you for help.There is no need to appear unreliable to a trust-seeker.

Taking a deep breath, Zi Shibu carefully closed the book, placed it on the table, folded his hands on his lap, and showed a gentle smile: "Master seems a little troubled. It's just time for afternoon tea, we want to come together Would you like a cup of tea?"

Steam is steaming on the simple teacup, and the familiar Xijiufu dim sum is placed on the small plate beside it.

"This was recommended by Mr. Gojo a few days ago. After I used it, I felt that it tasted good, so I stocked up some refreshments for entertaining guests." Noticing that Fujimaru Tachika's gaze was attracted to him, Zi Shibube was taken the initiative to speak.

"It's really delicious." After a few rambling words, Fujimaru Tachika slowly relaxed, and it seemed that it was not so difficult to speak.

"Actually, I wanted to consult His Excellency Murasaki Shikibu with some questions." Squeezing his fingers, Fujimaru Tatsuka continued, "The thing is like this..."

The part that was too private, such as things like warming the bed, Fujimaru Tateka didn't have the nerve to say it, and always felt that something was weird-although it shouldn't be a big deal in terms of the other party's current cat body.

Picking up a few other things in daily life, seeing that Zi Shibu listened seriously, with the gentle expression on his face as always, Fujimaru Tateka gradually let go and spoke more and more smoothly.

Little did he know that the heart of the dignified heroic spirit in front of him was actually refreshing the screen full of barrage at a speed that ordinary people couldn't match.

Hang up your coat when you enter the house, and arrange your shoes at the entrance?The sanitation at home is cleaned every day, and every corner is shiny?

The clothes in the laundry basket will be washed and dried automatically, even underwear?

Breakfast, lunch and dinner will prepare hearty meals in advance, not only with nutrition, but also in line with modern and fashionable aesthetics?Work materials will also be sorted out and put aside?

The snail girl... No, isn't this the perfect—newlywed wife!

Murasaki Shikibu, who sneaked through all the books that Doman Mao took away after he left, said that she reasonably suspected that the master had hidden the item of helping to warm the bed before going to bed.

From this point of view, His Excellency Daoman seems to have done quite perfectly.

That's right, after all, it's His Excellency Daoman, who has been doing his job well since his lifetime, even Mr. Qingming can't find any mistakes.

But it seems a little too perfect, should it be said that the force is too much?It's not good to make the master feel uneasy.

Thinking like this, Zi Shibu heard a sentence that almost made her lose her composure.

What! ?When taking a shower, do you still open the bathroom door and go in for a walk? ?

This is not acceptable, Your Excellency Daoman!

It’s nothing more than a handbook for newlyweds, that kind of love light novel is full of the daydreams of the so-called otaku who can’t communicate with women in modern times!It is impossible to have such a plot in reality, even if there is, it will only be regarded as a pervert or an idiot!

Master, don't pamper Your Excellency Daoman too much!

The hands on his knees were clasped violently, and Zi Shibu endured and endured, before he swallowed back the words that were about to blurt out.

"That's about it. What does His Excellency Murasaki Shikibu think?" Picking up the teacup and taking a sip of the warmed tea, Fujimaru Tateka anxiously waited for the "expert"'s answer.

You can't interfere too directly, but you can't do nothing, you have to give an answer that makes the Master feel at ease.

The sentence was considered and considered on the lips.After a moment of silence, Zi Shibu said, "Well... I don't think that His Excellency Daoman's actions were malicious."

As soon as the words came out, the black-haired Master sitting across from him nodded in agreement, his blue eyes gleamed, and he had a sympathetic expression.

Well, so cute.

Murasaki Shikibu coughed lightly, and continued: "The following are just some of my personal thoughts, for reference only. The reason why you feel weird, Master, may be because Your Excellency Doman doesn't know how to show favor with positive feelings?"

Don't know how to show kindness with positive feelings?

Fujimaru Tachika re-evaluated this sentence in his heart, like the first crisp sound of the melting and cracking of the ice layer in spring, he seemed to understand something in his heart.

"I understand! Your Excellency Murasaki Shikibu, thank you!"

Murasaki Shikibu stared blankly at the sudden flash of light in Fujimaru Tateka's eyes, and the invisible tail behind her swayed like a windmill. After throwing this sentence, she ran out of the library happily.

"Wait, master, even though that's the case, if the other party acts excessively, you should stop it in time!"

Just halfway through the conversation, the figure of the Master has completely disappeared from the library.

Zi Shibu lowered his head in annoyance, hating himself for not finishing what he had just said in time.

Hmm... Even if you don't say master, you should understand, right?

it should be no problem?

Today's Murasaki Shikibu is also worried about the relationship between the Master and His Excellency Doman.

……

That's right, it turns out that they just don't know how to show kindness.

While Fujimaru Tachika breathed a sigh of relief, he felt somewhat lost for some reason.

He thought it was...

No, no, I really thought too much.Fortunately, I didn't ask myself directly before, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Patting her own face, Fujimaru Tatsuka regained her spirits.Since the other party wanted to show kindness, then he should also return kindness.

But how to repay the kindness?

Cook?Well, it feels better to wait until the other party becomes a human.Do housework?But the ones who are actually doing the housework are the paper man shikigami, and it seems a bit silly to compete with the paper man shikigami, and it doesn't make any sense.

After some hard thinking, he came to a conclusion.

That night, Fujimaru Tachika went to bed early before Doman's cat, nestled in the cup, and opened his hand sideways to the cat squatting on the table watching him, "Come on, it's my turn to help you warm the bed today. "

The black and white Maine Coon stares cautiously into his eyes for two seconds.

Then he jumped down from the table to the chair, and jumped to the edge of the bed, got into the gap of the quilt propped up by Fujimaru Tachika, turned around, and poked his head out.

Fujimaru Tachika looked at the cat that got out of the quilt and shook its head vigorously several times, and the flattened hair fluffed up again, and couldn't help but reach out and pluck it twice.Daoman Mao let out a symbolic howl, but did not resist.

There is a floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the bedroom, and the tulle curtains flutter slowly with the wind, and the lush vegetation in the yard can be vaguely seen under the moonlight.

However, the weather has been cloudy for the past few days. Since that day, the moon has not shown its face much, so naturally I can't see anything now.

Fujimaru Tatsuka didn't want to go to bed so early at first, and chatted with Domanmao about what happened during this period without knowing it, sleepiness crept up his eyelids.

"The moon, I can't see it these days."

The involuntary murmur dissipated into the air.

……

late at night……

As if being watched urgently by the huge pupils in the sky, the sticky sight wraps around the whole body, looking around, Fujimaru Tachika suddenly woke up with the feeling of nowhere to escape.

The sense of smell is awakened first.The light fragrance that often appears in temples flows quietly on the tip of his nose.

Then the sense of touch was restored, completely different from cat fur, the slightly cool hair fell on the side of his face, causing a slight itchiness.

The last thing to wake up is the vision, the hazy light outlines the strong figure covering his body, the other party stretches out his limbs, like a hunting beast, wrapping him tightly under his body, the pure black pupils silently whisper in the darkness Watching him.

Today...isn't it cloudy?

Fujimaru Tachika's subconscious first thought was to find a light source.It is not difficult to find, the light does not come from the moonless clouds, but from the paper moon hanging on the wall behind the tall figure.

The light of the paper moon is very soft, even if you look directly at it, it will not hurt your eyes, and people can clearly appreciate its beauty.

Seemingly realizing that his gaze was not on him, he cupped the Master's face with both hands in dissatisfaction, pressing his forehead against his forehead, forcing him to look at him.

"It's just the technique of the paper moon. Instead of looking at that man-made thing, how about looking at the poor monk?"

"Daoman..."

The Master below seemed to be a little confused about the situation, Ashiya Michimitsu chuckled, and the hair that fell on Fujimaru Tatsuka's face trembled in the air.

The reflection of the paper moon fell in the blue pupils, and suddenly it was like the real full moon hanging high in the dark blue night.

"'The moonlight is so beautiful tonight'—it's not the bright moon in the sky, it's not the silver mirror left by the immortals, it's just a mere man-made thing. I wonder if it can be favored by the master?"

No matter what the answer is, he will not let go of the prey that is actively sent into his palm.

This is... an unsolvable obsession.

The face under the palm is so fragile, and blood is flowing from the thin neck. Whenever he feels the pulse of the palm like this, he will always have a vague desire to tear it apart like a wild beast.

Uh, um, I really want to leave his mark on it.

Before the wave of desire overflowed the black pupils, the seemingly sluggish Master suddenly grabbed the neck of the beautiful beast on his body, rolled over and pressed him onto the bed.

Unprepared and unprepared, Ashiya Michimitsu was caught off guard by the brute force of the adolescent boy and flipped his body? He pressed the soft mattress heavily into a deep depression.

"Master, you are..."

"I like you too!"

The question that was only half spoken was completely stuck in the throat, and the onmyoji, who was acting like a wraith looking for the door in the middle of the night a second ago, was frightened like a cat when he met the bright blue eyes that were clearly behind the light Even the raised hair on both sides straightened a little like fried hair.

Fujimaru Tachika, who shouted out the confession loudly, was also a little embarrassed, and after seeing the reaction of Ashiya Michiman, she became inexplicably stiff, "What you just said is a confession, right, I don't accept rejection! Ah, let's say it first, this kind of thing needs to be rejected." Let me confess first."

"Then it's after dating now... Well, I will teach you more in the future."

Fujimaru Tachika squinted his eyes and smiled, took Ashiya Michimitsu's hand and shook it, then sat down contentedly next to Ashiya Michimitsu, hugged the new dating partner comfortably and closed his eyes, and it didn't take long for him to come back again fall asleep.

Ashiya Michimitsu stiffened the moment he was hugged, and he didn't dare to move. He didn't relax until the sound of regular breathing came from around him again.

Ashiya Michida, who has turned back into a follower, could turn into a spirit son to escape, but he didn't do so.

The light of the paper moon still softly reflected the two of them.

Without blinking, staring at the false moon like a puppet.After a long time, the paper moon quietly extinguished, fell quietly like real paper, and burned to ashes in the fire before reaching the ground.

Ashiya Michimitsu turned around, unskillfully adjusted Fujimaru Tateka who had been picked up into a more comfortable posture, and then let himself fall into the quiet darkness together.