Regarding the evolution of the trash skill 「prediction」 into 「everything I say becomes true」Living a

Sage. No, no, no, no, no. Safe with the work of Crab Immortal, the princess seems to have helped.

Rumors like that have spread to the city as well.

Good, good.

Milly must have stayed in her hometown village yesterday.

It's been a long time since you spent time with your family.

I mean, in the end, I lost three pieces of silver and my savings.

Milly would have been happy for you, and I haven't regretted it because I did a good thing.

But I see.

After all, I don't think it's the right thing for me to do.

It was Crab Immortal who actually helped me, and I'm not a big deal about crab fighters.

Yesterday, I went back to Mr. Sage's house and came straight home.

Get only brick armor.

"This is yours. When you're active again, you can use it."

That's right. I wonder what the next time it works.

I'd rather have a good load of bricks than do something too difficult.

He said he'd get it, so I got brick armor.

Of course, after that, I'm not wearing it. Properly, I took a few pieces apart and brought them in a bag.

It is placed next to the bed of the boarding house.

And now it's the next morning.

As usual, I'm in front of 500 bricks and some cement.

It's a brick loaded crime scene.

"Five hundred each today, please load carefully"

Apparently, the site director who says the previous impossible thing got fired and Sonin, who has worked with him, became the director.

Brick loading isn't very good, but I like to talk to you and I have a lot of friends. I guess Sonin does well if he moves people.

"Jute, field director, don't do it"

I wonder if it was a year ago. That's what I've been told.

Of course, I said no.

Because you can't be responsible for other people's bricks instead of piling them up.

I've been loading my own bricks ever since. [M]

500 bricks a day, six days a week, except on Sundays.

When I put a brick in front of it, I think it has to be loaded.

It feels strangely good to lose one by one.

And it's all gone, and when I look at the piles of bricks, I feel sunny.

It was supposed to be...

Kind of weird today.

Even though the brick is there, I can't concentrate on something.

I guess it feels like "mind, not here".

But...

I have no problem loading 500 bricks in a day because I remember my body.

As usual, it's loaded beautifully.

But it doesn't make me feel good when I load bricks.

It's okay because it's a crime scene I'm used to, but if it's a special crime scene, it could be a problem.

Today, the time is always the same, the number of pieces is always the same, and the way it loads is always the same.

Load bricks securely.

Carefully pile each one to avoid any discrepancies.

A little, the brick wall gets higher.

As usual, brick loads as usual.

But, you know, it's different.

I can get heartless when I go into a brick pile.

I can only look at bricks and pile them up.

I always do.

That won't happen today.

Still, load it up carefully.

It piled up properly and in the usual time.

Try a detailed examination, there's nothing wrong with it anywhere.

"500 bricks piled up, done"

Report to Supervisor Sonin and have him check on what he can do.

"Yes. A lot. You'll always have a beautiful selection of jute bricks."

"I guess so."

"I know you're going to be a superintendent. I feel safe with the jute loading on me."

I'm glad you said that.

But today, unlike always, I don't feel safe myself.

"Five big copper coins for today."

"Yes, I did get it"

"What's up? You're not feeling well."

"I guess so."

Sometimes Sonin, who works with me, seems to understand.

It would be a subtle change, so I don't think the previous supervisor could tell.

If you're doing this, you won't have fun loading bricks one of these days.

We need to get more in the mood and do a brick load.

We're going down the brick loading road in a hurry.

All right, that's it.

Today is the day to go to the Black Cat Pavilion.

I promised the adventurers I'd be there on Monday.

When I thought about it, I suddenly felt lighter.

When I was loading bricks, no.

Since when did you come home from Mr. Sage's house?

Something has gone wrong with me.

Something is missing.

I feel that way.

But when I think I'm going to the Black Cat Pavilion, it feels faded.

After all, the Black Cat Pavilion is an important place for me.

Going over there, there's the regulars.

I don't know if the adventurers will come to hear the 'forecast', because it's sure to be a good time to come or not.

"Okay, we're done cleaning up, and suppose we roll out to the Black Cat Pavilion"

I didn't tell anyone, I snapped.

That night, at the Black Cat Pavilion, someone was already here and had a big time.

I don't know that. It was jute.