Abnormal month

"Just wear this set of clothes."

Back in the mansion, Roy found a set of shirts and trousers from the side bedroom and gave them to Kasumigaoka Shiyu. Seeing that she was rubbing her arms with cold, he found a down jacket for her.

"There are no clothes for your age in this house. I'll take you to buy a few sets tomorrow. Just make do with it today."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu took the clothes, went to the next room to change out of her dusty high school uniform, took off her torn pantyhose, and put on the classic white-collar clothes Roy gave her.

Although it was a bit rustic, fortunately her body shape was similar to hers. After changing, the chest part was a bit loose, as if it had been stretched out by someone.

"What should I do?"

After changing her clothes, she returned to the living room and asked Roy.

"Cleaning, washing clothes, etc."

Roy sat in front of the kotatsu in the middle of the living room, looking very comfortable in the warmth.

There were several paper documents in front of him. While browsing those documents, he answered Shiyu's questions.

"This yard is a bit big, and I live alone, so it's always troublesome to clean it, so I plan to find a servant at the refugee shelter. You will be responsible for sanitation. This job should be no problem, right?"

"I understand."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu nodded, found the cleaning tools under Roy's instructions, walked into the yard, and started cleaning.

"...Don't worry about the lawn, just clean the open space."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu paused, holding the broom and came to the open space opposite the gate, and began to sweep the fallen leaves and stone bricks on the ground.

"...There is no need to sweep all the fallen leaves into the dustpan, just sweep them onto the lawn next to it."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu's breathing stagnated slightly, and she stroked her hair awkwardly, and swept the fallen leaves on the ground into the grass on both sides of the road as Roy said.

If you look closely, her posture of holding the broom is actually not quite correct.

After a while, her panting became three times heavier.

Forget it, let her figure it out on her own.

Roy retracted his gaze and fell on the document in front of him.

"The escort mission and the farm curse removal mission. The escort mission is more dangerous, after all, you need to go out of the city, and removing the farm curse is more difficult..."

After thinking for a while, Roy signed his name on the escort mission.

Not long after, Kasumigaoka Shiyu finished cleaning the courtyard and began to clean the entrance and living room. After cleaning the dust, she carried a bucket to the corridor and wiped the floor like an old cow plowing the land.

The sky was stained with a hint of yellow, making the already dirty sky look like a magic world.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu sat on the tatami, panting heavily, sweat seeping from her forehead, flowing down her cheeks, and disappearing in the depths of her collarbone. I don't know when her shirt was soaked, and a black outline was vaguely visible.

She looked around the mansion, and a sense of powerlessness surged in her heart.

It took two or three hours, and she finally roughly cleaned the front yard and the living room.

She hadn't touched the bedroom, kitchen, warehouse, and other places yet.

The rest shouldn't be cleaned up today, right?

She looked carefully in the direction of the living room's kotatsu, but didn't see anyone there. Instead, she heard the sound of spatulas colliding from the kitchen, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

With a gurgle, Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but hold her stomach, feeling a little embarrassed, but she couldn't help swallowing her saliva instinctively.

She suddenly traveled to this world and was escorted back to the city by the guards. She hadn't eaten for a long time, and she worked tirelessly to do a completely unfamiliar job. Now she was really tired and hungry.

"Let's eat first."

Roy walked out of the kitchen with a dish and greeted her.

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't want to be unnecessary polite, so she simply came to the dining table and was slightly stunned when she saw the food on the table.

"Chinese cuisine?"

"Authentic ones, my personal preference."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu glanced at the table. Braised pork chops, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, three fresh vegetables, and kelp egg drop soup, three dishes and one soup. There were not many dishes, but the aroma was fragrant.

After a while, the girl covered her swollen belly and lay down on the chair in a very unpresentable manner.

She was sure that it was indeed authentic.

"Tired?"

Seeing her lying there powerlessly, Roy did not continue to order her around, and took the plate to the kitchen.

"I'm just not used to it."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu argued.

"Well, this house is relatively large, you don't have to force it, anyway, there are not many people at home, it's okay to lower the standards a little."

Roy's voice came from the kitchen separated by a wall, and his tone was considerate and gentle.

"I am a magician of the last son level. This level can only choose one attendant every month. You should get used to it this month, and I will find you a helper next month."

If you can have a helper, it will be a great help.

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't reply, but she was relieved.

But at this time, she also became interested in other things.

"The last son rank is very low... What kind of rank?"

"Literally, the last one. There are seven ranks for magicians, namely crown rank, color rank, priest rank, dignified rank, open rank, eldest son, and last son. I am the lowest last son."

Her tone was very calm.

She didn't seem like the kind of person who was obsessed with his own rank and regarded it as a taboo that could not be touched.

"Is it ranked according to strength? Is magic also divided into the same levels?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha felt that she had touched too deeply, and she reacted and quickly added a sentence.

"If you can't say it, then forget it."

"In the past, it was indeed difficult to say, but it's different now."

Roy's tone was as gentle as before, and his tone was full of indifference.

"In the past, magicians were closer to researchers, and the ranks were ranked according to the achievements in magic research. In simple terms, it was like the academic ranks of college students, graduate students, and doctoral students. Moreover, they strictly abided by the principle of confidentiality and did not allow ordinary people to know. If ordinary people knew about the existence of magic, there would even be special organizations to kill them... However, since the catastrophe ten years ago, magicians have abandoned half of the confidentiality principle and stood on the stage half-heartedly. The assessment of ranks has also increased the standard of strength."

The reason why it is said that half of the confidentiality principle has been abandoned is because this principle has not been completely relaxed.

In the eyes of most citizens, magic is still at the level of urban legends.

After all, it is well known that the more people know about Type-Moon's magic, the less powerful it is. The total amount of mystery is limited. Therefore, the fewer people know, the more weight you have in your hands.

But in fact, in the past when the total number of humans was still small, the existence of magic was almost known to everyone. That is because magic itself is a technology that manipulates concepts. If all humans forget the existence of magic and the concept of magic disappears, then magic itself will naturally disappear.

Therefore, in order to ensure the continuation of magic, a certain number of humans must know the existence of magic and pass on the concept of magic.

Now, the total number of humans on the earth is less than 100 million, and it is no longer the time when strict confidentiality must be maintained as in the past.