Posts from Sakuramoria Auto-translated

— If such a thing is possible, I am interested in using magic to passively augment my own physical abilities. Whether it be strength or endurance. Flexibility or coordination of movements. The ability to better tolerate injuries and all sorts of diseases. Perhaps even slowing down aging. Something in that area.

Upon returning to school, he enters room 402. Glancing around furtively, he closes the door behind him.
- Look what I'll show you, - he says to Ixore.
Taking out a cloth bundle, he unfolds it and places the dazzling gift in the sunlight on the bedside table - in the most prominent place.
- Well, how is it? What do you say? - After thinking for a moment, he slightly changes its position so that the sculpture's tilt menacingly faces the neighbor.

— Don't you want to train your flexibility and coordination together with Toad?.. I think it will also improve your strength and endurance. Consider it a kind of sparring.

— To be honest, if such an opportunity exists, I would prefer an alternative training method. I would like to save my first time for someone I love.

- W-well... Yes, that's possible.

— And what's wrong with Toad... Blast it, I can never remember his name... What's wrong with the chubby one? They're about the same age and social class. They study at the same institution and even came to the same magic lesson! I wouldn't be surprised if they even share the same worldview.

— Sorry, girls, — Claire, who suddenly approached the couple, presented the visitors with a menu, which this time contained only basic dishes that "require a minimum of resources in terms of gameplay." — It seems that most of my suppliers are now doing business with the restaurant that has opened in the former "Arsenal" location.

—What are you going to do, are you going to boycott them? — the girl sighed. —We'll have the basic dish 1 and coffee, please. (and Bell wants...

—Well, why not, we can fight as much as possible. — she replied to her friend. —We can hit foreigners with tariffs, develop antitrust legislation. We can stimulate local traders and suppliers. But all this is at the expense of taxes, of course. If you're lucky, you can wrap it all up in a beautiful political package: they say it's all for the national interest and small business, and the fat foreigners get nothing. And if you're not lucky, then it's all as you say: crisis, corruption and bureaucracy, businessmen buy your corrupt advisors and incite the people to revolution. The outcome is not very pleasant.
Nira absentmindedly stirred her tea with a spoon.
—In general, it is possible to build a good working system within the framework of a single city. Even so that the rest of the country doesn't even notice. You don't even need to give the region a special status and rewrite the laws, because, fortunately, we have a monarchy and the royal academy of special importance nearby. Make everything "our way" and "for our own" in Alma, a kind of local paradise. Only here another problem arises, of a moral and ethical nature. It will be unfair to everyone else. And the second problem is that we are just two first-year students, not finance ministers with connections at the top. — the girl smiled, taking a sip from her mug.

—"Club" is a bit of an exaggeration. More like a baton... No, not that. But in general, yes, perhaps we can agree that this is a weapon. What can be said about it? Well, that it's not lethal, for example. It is used to incapacitate the enemy. And, paradoxically, if ordinary weapons take a person's life, then this one, on the contrary, enhances it. Don't ask me how to understand this, I'm not a military expert. I can also say that you, for example, could theoretically learn to use this weapon, but even in that case, it would never become yours. Mana created this world in such a way that only a man can master this weapon to such a perfect degree as to feel it as a part of his own body. And we are not given this. Well, never mind, it's not a big deal. We have other advantages.

— Ugh, now I'll have to work extra hard in Vallota and Thymian's classes to burn off all the calories I consumed during this visit... — Bella decided to try black coffee with a large slice of cream pie. — I think you're right. Futaba could probably do anything she wants with Alma... The question is, will she want to? But still... Events that affect you personally and the people around you resonate more with people than what's happening on the other side of the country, let alone beyond its borders.

- I feel the same way... Well, never mind, don't worry. You can think of it this way - this weapon, being on our nightstand, will serve as a constant reminder to you that, despite your incredibly high skill level, you are still a person who, sooner or later, may face something in life that is beyond your capabilities. In other words, be confident in your abilities, but not so much that your heart is filled with self-assured arrogance about your own infallibility. This is a life and military wisdom, - Futaba patted the sculpture, then looked questioningly at the new neighbor. - You don't mind it being here, do you? It's a gift from His Majesty, so you understand... It requires special handling.

—Come on, Bell, you're in great shape! And regarding personal matters, yes, if you give a person the choice to save a loved one or a hundred unfamiliar foreigners, the decision will almost always be obvious. It's funny, whether you're an emperor or a laborer, everyone has the same human nature. And it's not just about a loved one; some people would throw unfamiliar merchants out into the cold for an extra thousand coins... Oh, I'm starting to get infected with Toad's ideas from the presidential elections, haha. —the girl giggled. —However that may be, I wouldn't want to burden Futaba with unnecessary worries. Especially to cast a new shadow on our international relations with our neighbors. On the other hand... the support of the crown can also be considered a kind of "competitive advantage" for our artisans, right? So why not level the playing field?

After finishing her cup, Nira stretched blissfully: —But you can't buy local cuisine for any money. I could take a nap for a couple of hours now... I'll visit those guys next week. There is no justice in the world, but we need to at least appear to be objective. And then we'll release a magazine, let's see. If things are really bad, we'll let our Futu know. After all, it's not right for Risha to let someone humiliate honest Sakura citizens in their own town.

— Tell me, is this something all men have...?