It was around the time when the clock had passed 23:00.
Leaving through the pitch-dark main gate of the academy, I began walking toward the [Suzuya] inn.
I had thought more time had passed, but surprisingly little time had actually gone by.
I had known since my previous life that enjoyable and fruitful time passes quickly, so I was startled to find it was only near 23:00.
Recalling the delighted faces of Croana and the others, my cheeks naturally loosened and I ended up grinning.
Inside my magic bag was a prototype of the magic tool Croana had given me; she had asked for my impressions after using it in the tavern.
She had handed over two prototypes—one for me, and one she wanted me to entrust to Erika.
Croana was enthusiastic about making it smaller. From my perspective the current version was already wonderful, yet the fact that she refused to compromise here only deepened my admiration for her.
As expected, providing ideas seemed to suit my nature better.
