Chapter 846 – #177_대본
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1.
There’s good news and not-so-good news.
The not-so-good news is that Amelia and Sharon haven’t found a plausible solution at the Secretarial Archives.
Whether it’s the Witch of the Apocalypse or Duke Keter, they’re all mysterious figures shrouded in secrecy.
It’s perhaps natural that a mere week of research wouldn’t yield any clues to solve Siwoo’s problem.
But there’s also good news.
The paper Siwoo published in the academic journal is causing a huge stir in the witch academia.
As a result, the number of people coming and going from the Secretarial Archives has greatly increased, and the name Shin Siwoo is on everyone’s lips throughout the city.
In the past few days, Siwoo has been busy dealing with witches who visit his home, seeking his teachings.
Count Albiereo told him that he’s also making a fortune.
There have also been frequent instances of people looking at Amelia and Sharon with strange eyes or striking up conversations with them, as they are connected to him.
Such is the attention that comes with being an acquaintance of a celebrity.
Sharon felt her shoulders rise with pride at the string of good news.
Was it because she had seen how coldly she was denied entry to the Secretarial Archives just a short while ago?
Sharon, who became a witch while burdened with a kind of disability called ‘Incomplete Succession,’ knows how ruthless the meritocracy of the witch society can be.
Conversely, it also means that those whose abilities are recognized can receive endless preferential treatment.
She feels a sense of satisfaction and pride towards the witches who are belatedly recognizing Siwoo’s true worth.
She didn’t know that seeing the person she loves more than anyone else being recognized by others could be this happy.
However, behind the daily rise in her pride and the sweet, chocolate-like feeling of pride, a slight bitterness lingers.
Because Sharon has also read Siwoo’s paper.
“Haa.”
Late at night.
Sharon, who had returned from the Secretarial Archives, cooled her head, which was burning with wisdom, with cold alcohol and picked up her pen again.
A short, condensed paper of just about 50 pages.
This is Sharon’s cacao bean.
“He’s really amazing, it’s Siwoo after all.”
Sharon knows Siwoo’s past, when he was very, very lacking.
They lived together in Sinchon, so there’s no need to go back that far.
Sharon taught the basics of magic to Siwoo, who was a novice, self-taught witch who made her wonder, ‘How does he even use magic?’
It wasn’t anything particularly grand.
She simply pointed out the parts that should have been inputted during a normal apprenticeship and gave advice on the magic Siwoo was independently researching.
The magic he was researching at the time was about linking different magnetic magics, so in a way, it’s no exaggeration to say that it’s the predecessor of this paper.
However, in just about two years, Siwoo has surpassed Sharon.
He has shown achievements that are recognized not only by his lover but by all witches.
Even if he was given a vessel by Keter and became a special constitution, it is undeniable that this in itself is Siwoo’s ability.
Even if Sharon had acquired powerful magnetic magics like Siwoo, she wouldn’t have been confident in using them as skillfully.
That’s how unique his talent was.
Sharon wouldn’t have understood even half of the paper if she hadn’t helped Siwoo lay the groundwork, even after investing eight hours a day for a week to interpret it.
“Ugh… It’s still difficult.”
Before, that bitterness would have immediately turned into self-loathing or a sense of defeat.
She might have hung her head at the ever-widening gap.
“There’s nothing I can’t do!”
But Sharon is different now.
Siwoo says Sharon is the cutest in the world!
She’s the woman Siwoo fell in love with at first sight!
Even the seemingly unfair gap in talent…
“It’s all because I’m too cute. Yes, yes.”
She can now boldly brush it off like that.
“……”
Of course, it’s half a joke, and instead, it has turned into great stimulation, a desire for improvement, and a competitive spirit.
She doesn’t know when her determination to be of help to Siwoo will bear fruit.
However.
“I’m going to love him for the rest of my life, so I just have to do it within that time.”
With that thought firmly in mind, she picked up the paper again today.
At least, her first goal was to perfectly prove and utilize this paper without Siwoo’s help.
“Hmm, ugh… hmmm…”
But it’s difficult.
It’s too difficult.
Proving the most important core part requires high-dimensional reasoning ability.
What’s most frustrating is that it looks easy until you actually try it.
“Ah.”
Sharon, who had been showing sharp concentration and summarizing her hypotheses, let out a soft sigh.
A sensation that came in an instant, like being struck by lightning.
It was a sensation like a very small crack appearing in the thick wall that seemed impossible to break through.
At the same time, she feels a thrill.
The tower of wisdom that Sharon Evergreen, her ancestors, and her ancestors’ ancestors had built collapses with a roar.
The preconceptions, fixed ideas, and self-defined limits that had confined Sharon crumbled like a shell.
And the shattered fragments lead to one path.
Sharon’s magnetic magic is based on the five elements of Tarba.
The Evergreens of the past have strived for the ‘addition’ of elements more than anyone else.
Using the fifth element, ‘Akasha,’ as an addition operator, they operated the equal harmony of the four different elements.
But.
Does it have to be that way?
Equality, harmony, addition.
They sound good.
However, artificial fusion eventually hits its ultimate limit.
Even Siwoo’s paper, with its excellent structure, acknowledged the limitations of perfectly combining different magnetic magics.
Siwoo didn’t try to take everything.
He boldly discarded what needed to be discarded.
Instead of insisting on the operator ‘addition’ by taking the numbers unconditionally large, he used the operator ‘square’ even if he took a slightly smaller number.
Isn’t 100 squared much larger than 100 plus 100?
“My teacher was wrong.”
Finally.
Even the direction of magnetic magic, which she had blindly believed in without a single doubt, collapses.
The moment she transcends the teachings of her ancestors, ‘magnetic magic’ is reborn as a higher level of magic.
Sharon picked up her pen like a composer who met the devil in a dream and came up with an idea.
Lost in a trance, the pen nib danced on the paper without rest, making a constant scratching sound.
2.
It’s not for nothing that they say to strike while the iron is hot, but he should have taken a day off.
Questions from witches with different magnetic magics and various perspectives.
He needed to organize the insights he gained from them.
Siwoo, who had put up a ‘No Visitors’ sign for a day, finished his organization and headed to Amelia’s shop.
It was about the time she would have returned from the Secretarial Archives.
By the way, this is really uncomfortable.
Amelia and Sharon are working hard to investigate the Secretarial Archives for Siwoo, but he’s the one doing a high-paying part-time job.
It’s not like the two of them would be dissatisfied with this, but he still has a conscience.
“Isn’t it about time they contacted me?”
He thought the Secretarial Archives would have made contact by now, but there’s been no news.
Anyway, the Marigold Perfume Shop in the Malcuth Gallery was still lit up late into the night.
-Clang Clang
Amelia raises her head at the sound of the cheerful doorbell.
“Siwoo.”
Her face brightened instantly.
Amelia, who was as expressionless as Rinne, always had a subtle smile as her default when she was with Siwoo.
“Are you busy?”
“No, I just finished today’s blending.”
“That’s good. Oh, I have a small gift for you.”
“A gift? Should I close my eyes?”
Siwoo strode towards the blending counter and quickly took out the gift he had prepared.
It wasn’t anything special, just a bouquet of flowers.
He had bought it on the way, half out of guilt and half out of gratitude.
“It’s so pretty. Thank you, Siwoo.”
Amelia, who spends half a day surrounded by flowers, finds the bouquet Siwoo gave her particularly meaningful.
She smiled brightly, showing her white teeth, and gently buried her nose in the fragrant flowers.
It was a picture, a picture.
“Wow… Compared to these real flowers, the bouquet I brought is nothing.”
Amelia tilted her head for a moment at Siwoo’s teasing, then waved her hand, saying, ‘What are you saying, Siwoo,’ and chuckled.
He went around the blending counter and put his hands around her waist, and Amelia put the bouquet on the table for a moment and kissed him lightly.
“Siwoo, you’re all dressed up today?”
“Ah, do you remember this outfit? I’ve been wearing it almost every day lately.”
“That too, but… you look more handsome than usual.”
Actually, he had stopped by Takasho’s shop to get his hair neatly styled.
There was also a hidden, ulterior motive behind preparing the bouquet.
Since returning, he had been intimate with his other lovers, but the timing had always been off with Amelia.
It was like…
He didn’t know why, but Amelia seemed to be subtly avoiding being alone with him.
He figured she might be too shy to say it first since it had been a while.
“Ahem, Amelia-nim. What are you doing later?”
Amelia’s body shrinks a little at Siwoo’s meaningful question.
The action of gently stroking her sideburns and averting her gaze is a sign she shows when she’s shy.
In fact, Siwoo also felt a little awkward when he did such things with Amelia.
Once they got into the main game, there was no such thing, but it might be because the period they had been lovers was much shorter than the period they hadn’t been…
“Siwoo, I also have a gift I want to give you.”
Amelia opened a drawer in the blending counter and took out a thick stack of papers.
At first, he naturally thought it was the paper Siwoo had written.
It was about the same thickness.
But the moment he saw Amelia’s handwriting on the cover, he realized something was wrong.
“What… is this?”
Siwoo blinked.
Amelia took a deep breath and continued, with a very proud expression.
Maybe Siwoo had the same expression when he gave her the bouquet?
“It’s exactly what the title says. It’s a script for role-playing. You like role-playing, Siwoo. So I’ve written down several situations that you might like, referring to various documents.”
“……”
“Until now, we’ve been doing it in a somewhat monotonous way. After all, if we rely only on improvisation, there were times when both you and I were flustered, right?”
“……”
“But if there’s a script here that records the big setting, the detailed flow, the level of intensity, and a safe word to prevent any accidents, and the preparations, it will be a much more satisfying role-playing experience.”
Come to think of it, was she subtly off schedule because she was preparing this?
Role-playing with Amelia was a common theme after their dramatic reunion sex…
But is it right to even write a script like this?
It’s a good example of a misguided direction of admirable effort.
“Wow, I really like it.”
“I’m glad.”
But he couldn’t bring himself to tell her his true feelings when he saw Amelia waiting for praise with a ‘Did I do well?’ expression.
“It’s a bit late, so let’s refer to it next time… How about just doing it today?”
“…Huh?”
Seeing her look so dejected, as if the sky had fallen, he realized she must have put a lot of effort into preparing it.
Siwoo quickly changed his words.
“No, I’ll refer to it right away.”
“Yes!”
Amelia smiled brightly.
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