Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

Having experienced thousands of kinds of death, the road to the underworld is constantly being built in front of my feet, but the peace of life has never been close to me.

"I guess I did something after I took the seal." Aiwen had such a premonition. The [Red Death] also haunted him after that day.

But he has no regrets and no feelings of loss.

Although I can't remember it now, the heaviness of that decision still lingers in my mind.

"It's definitely not a bad thing. It's just the other side that I don't need to touch right now."

Aiwen had such a premonition.

So he calmly accepted the pain and torture of the fate of death, and did not intend to pursue the memories that he had lost on his own initiative.

But after he endured the pain of death for three days and got used to the existence of [Red Death]——

When he woke up one day, the world was shattered, just like waking up from a deep sleep, he gained abnormal eyes.

It was on this day that he took a step further away from the normal world.

"Crack!" Sparks from the simple stone stove flew out and passed before Aiwen's eyes.

"Ah, it looks burnt."

Aiwen, who was brought back to consciousness by Mars, looked at the iron pot in front of him. The rice was already cooked and exuded a slightly sweet fragrance.

But based on his experience, the layer under the pot should have been burnt into the color of iron by now.

"Well, that's fine. They're all the same. They're all edible."

He turned the whole rice upside down on the chopping board, sprinkled salt on it, and then stuffed some cheap green peppers, bean sprouts and other vegetables into the pot.

Add water, raw meat chunks, and nothing else, just wait for it to cook.

After it is cooked, drain the water, chop it into small pieces, mix it with rice sprinkled with salt, then cut it into fist-sized pieces. After it cools down, put them into different convenient bags one by one.

These are the three meals a day. Not only for today, but also for tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and even the day after tomorrow, the portions are all here.

"The cold weather is convenient. The rice won't go bad quickly." Aiwen looked at the food he made with satisfaction.

——It’s actually very unpalatable.

But Aiwen has never cared about the taste of food. He just needs to replenish enough energy and have a balanced nutrition.

He even did things like not adding salt to dishes and eating meat boiled in plain water with salt water.

However, Aiwen is relatively interested in all forms of drinks and is happy to try all drinks he has never seen before.

In short, more emphasis is placed on drinking than eating.

After stuffing the food into his bag and changing into the school uniform issued by the school, Aiwen pushed open the shabby wooden door.

At this time, the night has faded and the sun is shining in the sky.

"I wonder what kind of drinks Jingxi will bring today. I'm looking forward to it."

Facing the first rays of light in the morning, walking on the bumpy dirt path, Aiwen was thinking about what would happen after going to school.

Unlike him, Shizuki Sojuro's expenses are higher, his work locations are more diverse, and he often brings in expiring goods.

It is said that this is because he was taken care of by the store owner.

The two are good lunch partners and are also Aiwen's best classmates in school.

As for the reason...

"Good morning, Ewendong-kun!"

"Good morning."

"Would you like to have some fruit with us at noon today? We have strawberries."

"No, I'll ask Jingxi to eat."

"Alas~ Although Jingxi-kun is also very likable, this is the only thing that makes him a little annoying. I really hope he can give us some time to spend with Ewendong-san."

"That's unlikely." Aiwen refused seriously.

But his serious expression seemed to have excited the girls, and the atmosphere became more heated.

"It's not bad to be so ruthless!"

This is the situation, and honestly it's quite troublesome, and it seems like the idiots in my class have no intention of stopping.

For high school students, beautiful transfer students themselves are extremely attractive.

The news that there was a beautiful transfer student at the school spread throughout the school within just a day or two, and then this scene became common.

Women will excitedly invite him to dinner, but men will hesitate and dare not approach, fearing that they may have the wrong sexual orientation.

"Excuse me, is this the limit of the effect of suggestion magic?"

Away from the group of girls who wanted to drag him to lunch, Aiwen frowned uncomfortably.

The magic of suggestion also has its limits. His charm is too unique. Even if it is reduced through suggestion, the classmates who need to get along with him all the time will notice it a little.

"But I can still endure it for now. My student status is still useful."

Aiwen came to school for reasons, specifically for peace and money.

He had discovered before that identity was very important if he wanted to work in Misaki Town.

Most shop owners prefer to hire students rather than strangers without any identification, as they themselves are too conspicuous and easily questioned.

So it would be much more convenient to simply hint to the principal to get a student quota than to hint to everyone in the part-time job office one by one.

"But the days of being a student won't last too long. That day won't be long."

Looking up at the big tree with falling branches and leaves, Aiwen suddenly thought of this for some reason.

He vaguely knew that he must have done something when he inherited the mark, and Aiwen also had a premonition that the future caused by this decision was approaching.

However, there was no worry in his heart.

"Just follow through with the choices you've made and let nature take its course." Aiwen lowered his eyes and muttered to himself.

Now that the decision has been made, there is no need to think too much, just face it.

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The school day passed slowly, especially for Aiwen.

The condition of his eyes prevented him from relying on books or blackboards, so he had to focus on hearing, which was inefficient and tiring.

It wasn't until the lunch bell rang that Aiwen breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, studying has no meaning to Aiwen. He can even change his grades through hints. As long as he uses magic, he will definitely live a carefree life and does not need a diploma to find a job.

But this is his little persistence.

No matter what his identity is, he will try his best to do what this identity should do. He will not force himself to do it from beginning to end, but he will definitely devote himself to the process.

"Aiwen, do you want to come over? I brought apple cider vinegar from the store owner today. You might be interested."

A steady male voice came from behind him. Turning around, he saw the familiar silhouette of Sojuro who had come to invite him to have lunch.

"Here they are." Aiwen nodded and took out a bag containing something similar to rice balls from the drawer.

This made the group watching on the side wail.

The girls' side is fine, but the boys' side is a bit weird.

"Damn it, Jingxi got there first again! I wanted to invite the goddess over too!"

"Hey, hey, hey, although that person is very beautiful, he is indeed a man, right?"

"What do you know! Is there anyone in our class, no, in the entire school, more beautiful than her?! Even the president is a bit inferior to her. What's wrong with calling her a goddess? After all, beautiful people get preferential treatment, right?"

"That's right! As long as it's beautiful, that's enough! We're not planning on doing anything anyway, so why not just admire it?! It's like admiring a statue in a temple."

The group of boys in the class who were usually very noisy were now even more noisy, just like apes, which attracted a lot of contempt from the girls.

"Wow, that's disgusting. Being with these guys makes me feel like I've lost all my class."

"It's really rude to openly comment on appearance or something like that."

"Hey, what does this have to do with you girls? After all, if you were prettier, wouldn't this situation have happened?"

"Aha!"

A new round of confrontation began.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while, but the two people who acted as the fuse had already sneaked away, and the commotion behind them had nothing to do with them.

Aiwen and Sojuro walked quickly to the corridor, found a corner, and leaned against the wall with lunch in their hands.

"Everyone in the class is a good person. Although they are often noisy, it also shows that Aiwen is indeed popular."

Sojuro smiled faintly and handed over the apple cider vinegar he had mentioned earlier.

"People in the city are so creative! Apples can be made into vinegar. I'd like to know how. After all, there are so many apples in the mountains that we can't eat them all, but vinegar is a rare commodity."

This sentence made Aiwen pause.

"Jingxi, let me say one more thing."

Aiwen took the bottle and thanked him, but at the same time reminded him, "You're wrong. Although it has vinegar in its name, apple cider vinegar is actually a drink. Don't really use it as vinegar."

"Oh, isn't it vinegar?"

Sojuro paused for a moment while picking up the rice ball, as if he thought of something. He looked down at the rice ball, tried to take a bite, and then his face suddenly turned bitter.

"But I already added it to the rice ball."

"..."

“And it’s really not tasty.”

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Kusajuro rubbed the exquisite rice ball in his hand in confusion. The distinct appearance of each grain showed the effort he put into it.

But now all of it has gone to waste. The huge gap made Kusajuro couldn't help but complain.

"Olive oil is indeed oil and can be used for cooking, so why is apple cider vinegar not vinegar?"

"There are so many traps in the city. They're clearly marked, yet they're so hard to understand."

Shizuki Sojuro sighed, maybe he was feeling sorry for the rice balls he made.

"I think there's also an element of Jingxi's negligence, like not trying samples when trying new things."

"I can't refute that." Soujuro sighed.

Perhaps because she felt sorry for Sojuro, Aiwen took out her lunch and said, "Want to exchange with me? I don't care about the taste."

"No, no, since you don't care about the taste, then your lunch can't be delicious." Kusagikuro took a step back involuntarily.

Even though he is a simple mountain man, he just has little experience, not a fool.

Besides, after seeing Aiwen's so-called "food" for the first time the day before yesterday, Sojuro had already blacklisted him.

"There's no other way, I can only..." Kusajuro took a deep breath and prepared to make up his mind.

There was no way he would waste food. In the mountains, food was his lifeline. Even if it tasted bad, it would not stop him from swallowing it.

But just as he was about to take the bite, a voice calling for Aiwen and Sojuro came from the distance.

"Hey, you two are here. It made it hard for me to find you."

A boy with slicked-back hair, a dignified, confident and generous demeanor walked towards here, with a little joy on his face of completing the task.

"Ah, Vice President, is there something you need?" Kusajuro greeted with a smile.

Aiwen nodded to him.

"You don't have to keep calling me Vice President, Soujuro. It's okay to call me by my name."

Touching her hair, the vice-president of the student council, Tsukiji Tobimaru, spoke in a friendly tone.