I Noticed That It Was an Academy After 10 Years

134.I Have No Friends (2)

I lightly knocked on the door three times with the back of my hand, scratched my head and waited for an answer.

“Who is it?”

Fortunately, it’s inside.

“It’s me.”

“Huh? Are you here? What’s going on?”

“…I wonder if research is easy. “I came to take a quick look.”

I couldn’t bear to say that after pressing the emergency escape button, this was the place I arrived at as soon as I could. No matter how socially inept I was, I knew what I could and couldn’t say.

“Hmm, not much progress.”

“What about prosthetic hands?”

“Much better than last time.”

Viola said that and held up her prosthetic hand. Although it looks like an ordinary arm on the outside, it is actually an ordinary prosthetic arm. It was the result of working hard on prosthetic hand research during vacation.

Separate development of prosthetics for daily use and prosthetics for special purposes.

It is a material that emphasizes lightness, so it is a bit disappointing in terms of durability, but it is an item that can feel similar to a real arm. My grip strength and other areas are a bit weak, but I can gradually improve that.

“Thank goodness. “The problem with the last case was that the joints were very brittle.”

“I heard that making the joints like a doll was the right choice. Because the joints are simplified, repairs are easier and breakdowns are less likely…”

“The strength of the joints is a little weak, though.”

“That’s a bit inconvenient. If you lift something heavy, your joints won’t be able to support it. “I heard you almost dropped it while carrying a box containing empty medicine bottles?”

The weight it holds is weaker than I thought. Prosthetic hands for everyday use were developed in my spare time while going back and forth to dungeons, so it was an unavoidable problem. Because of the dungeon, I had to go to a city a week away.

The problem is that I haven’t even seen the saint of the relics.

I know that holy relics found in dungeons are inherently rare, but if it’s enough to give you a mission, wouldn’t it be worth giving at least one? At this point, it seems like the system is maliciously blocking Karina’s recovery.

…I just thought about it, but is the ‘true ending’ really the intention of the system?

“Mister?”

“Ah. Sorry. “What were you talking about?”

“Speaking of joints, how about changing just the joints to a different material? For example… “

Viola constantly coaxed me as she explained to me one by one the topics she had been thinking about. Viola is usually not very talkative, but at times like this, Viola is more talkative than anyone else. I killed her time by responding appropriately to what she said.

I only have to go back by dinner time anyway-

“Uh, uh…Yo, John… ?”

While I was talking to Viola, I heard a familiar voice from behind. I turned my head and blinked at the girl with purple hair sticking her head out through the door.

Why are you here?

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“…So, we’re friends.”

“Yes.”

“Chi, chi, friend…”

Why is it suddenly making a sinister laugh?

This was my first time seeing her, or rather it wasn’t my first time seeing her, but seeing the gloomy appearance of Elisa, I looked at Viola and sent an unspoken message.

Why is he like this?

I don’t know either.

While we were exchanging silent messages, Elisa repeated the word “Friend” With a strange face that didn’t tell whether she was smiling or crying, as if it were playing on repeat on an x-tube.

Anyway, it’s surprising that Elisa had a friend.

No, should we find it more surprising that we have never seen Eli and Viola meet?

“So what happened?”

“Uh, well, the semester is about to start… I was wondering what kind of lectures you would take…”

“Me? Well… I don’t have anything in mind yet, except for the alchemy undergraduate major class…”

It’s a major class. It reminds me of when I was a college student. When I was a college student, obviously…

What did you do?

I think it’s true that I went there, but I don’t remember. Surely I also listened to lectures, played, and had CC…? There are some things that come to mind, but I don’t think I have any memories of having a girlfriend.

So, I’ve been single for at least 30 years.

“Dungeon exploration is a required first-year general education subject, so you have to take it, as well as basic math, semiotics, monster ecology, etiquette, language… “

“Are you listening to everything?”

“I heard from my seniors that binge-watching during freshman year is easier later. They say that if you try to share it, you will go through hell for three years…”

It seemed like there was some level of exchange between seniors and juniors here too. I didn’t really feel that way in the game. Is this the difference between a game and reality? Strangely, I looked around the lab while listening to the voices of two people continuing their conversation.

Shiny, unidentified drugs, numerous glass bottles piled up in the corners, and numerous drawers with the names of the ingredients. Her her assigned lab she was neat and tidy, different from her her typical lab image her her her. Considering how good he is at making tea, he must be good at cooking too. Although it is an unfounded guess.

“…Well, then I guess I’ll have to reorganize my schedule.”

“If you squeeze it like that, it’ll be really hard later, so try squeezing it again. “I will help you.”

“Thank you.”

“What are you thankful for? It’s a lifesaver-“

“A lifesaver?”

“Uh, don’t you know John? The 3rd platoon leader…”

“Oh, is that it?”

Was Viola the student who was almost kidnapped at that time? At that time, she didn’t remember because she only thought about Ellie Love, the 3rd platoon leader. I didn’t think they would be so connected.

“Huh? “Was that person you were at that time?”

“If that person was referring to the person who suppressed the 3rd platoon commander, then that’s right.”

“You were the one who saved me back then.”

“Even then?”

“It’s nothing.”

Is this a prosthetic hand story? Since Viola wouldn’t tell her, she could only guess. As we talked, Elisa looked at us in surprise. Why is it like that?

“Elisa. Is there something you want to say?”

“Uh, well… I didn’t know that the man Viola was talking about was John.”

“I never thought you two would know each other.”

“Oh, I think I know what you mean. Absolutely Elisha…”

Viola seemed to think it was too much to say more than that, so she trailed off and avoided eye contact. It seemed like she didn’t understand because Elisa tilted her head.

“Elisha.”

“Yes?”

“Do you have any friends at the Faculty of Magic?”

“Chi, friend…”

Viola’s head her bowed like ripe rice

“Mister, isn’t this too much? Why are you suddenly stabbing me at a vital point?”

“…I’m sorry.”

So please don’t sit on her knees and mutter something you don’t know.

“Oh, no… It’s my fault for not having any friends…”

“Elisa. Lift her head up. There is no shame in not having friends. “I also haven’t had a friend in over 20 years.”

It probably existed before the possession, but I don’t remember so let’s just pretend it didn’t exist.

“Is that so… ?”

“Okay. “If you think about it, I can say I’m the same type as you.”

My gaze stings. I continued her conversation, trying desperately to ignore the way Viola was looking at me with eyes that she wanted to say, ‘What on earth is this person talking about?’

“You can make more friends one by one from now on. Okay. It would be best to start with Millia first. Milia will be familiar to you too-“

“Uh, what about John… ?”

“Isn’t it a bit subtle to call me your friend?”

There’s a bit of an age difference between us to be friends, and I’m usually too gloomy. But once I put on my makeup, unlike Viola, who is a beautiful woman, I look like a gang boss.

“It paints a picture of something dangerous.”

At Viola’s words her, I looked at Elisa, closed her eyes, and remembered my image of her. The two of them standing together.

“…I can’t deny it.”

“Uh, uh…I think John is a nice guy! Uh, he has a scary face, but he’s kind… And he’s capable… And… “

“There is no need to squeeze in praise.”

Shall we go back soon?

I think I wasted enough time-

I got up from the chair and stretched. I feel a bit sore from sitting on the chair for a long time. They say I feel anxious if I stay still. This is why habits are scary. Sometimes I feel anxious when I rest like this.

In fact, isn’t this all a dream and an illusion?

If I fell asleep and woke up, wouldn’t it be like waking up in my own home on a desert island?

The prison I lived in for 10 years is still alive and well inside me. Living on a deserted island completely changed me as a person, so it would probably take a long time for me to forget living on a deserted island.

…It may fall apart before then.

“I will go back soon.”

“Hmm? Since we’re here, why don’t we have lunch together? I know a good restaurant-“

Viola’s suggestion wasn’t bad, but I shook my head. Because I left in a hurry, I wasn’t able to finish all my work, and there were things I needed to fix in the studio.

“Thank you, but I decline. There is someone waiting-“

“I want to go too!”

Milia?

Why are you out there again?

I opened the door and looked at Milia who came in.

“Milia, how are we here-“

“Oh, he comes to my lab sometimes. “I seem to be very interested in alchemy-“

Someone please tell me what happened to my friendship.

Please.