Greetings, Automata Maid

s still one target dummy raised.

“Hey, who was it? These children need to learn to leave things the way they found them.”

I’m not a student so I can’t really step in and clean up, can I? But I also can’t just ignore a mess if I see one.
I take out Black Hawk from my magic storage.

It’s been a week since we left Bamel, and during our trip here we always stayed safe away from the forests, so I haven’t used Black Hawk in a while.
This is my first time spending so long without shooting since I woke up in this world.
I missed the weight of Black Hawk in my hand.

“Hey buddy, I bet you were bored too.”

This is basically the same as picking up a piece of trash littered on the streets.
I’ll be cleaning up the mess someone else left, I get to train, and my good friend Black Hawk gets to see some action too.

It’s literally a win-win scenario.

I aim at the dirt mound and pull the trigger, a magic bullet piercing through the target with a satisfying sound.
I repeat that a few more times.
Hahahah, shooting guns is so funnn!

“…”

“?”

I feel a gaze on me, but I don’t see anyone when I turn around.

“I must’ve imagined it.”

I continued shooting until the target was destroyed, but I didn’t feel that gaze again.

The next morning I wake up early and prepare a boxed lunch for Olivia before the dorm’s cafeteria opens.
When she takes it, she tells me, “You should come to the school’s cafeteria for lunch too, we can eat together.”

I don’t really have any issues doing that.

Once I’m done cleaning and organizing our room, all I can do in the dorm is to study the magic devices and papers I brought from home, or practicing some magic and alchemy.

…Somehow that’s more than I realized.

But regardless of that, I still have no issues having lunch together with Olivia.
I go to the cafeteria at the arranged time.
Amy is also here, and Olivia looks the same as yesterday.

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“She’s such a mess again.”

“I know.”

Their classes started earnestly today, and since it’s the first day of lessons, they started with the fundamentals of magic.
I ask what topics they covered, and it really was the very basics, things Ophelia said even children could understand.
Anyone who can use a bit of magic understands all of it.

During the lesson the teacher had asked questions to the students, and since it was classroom A, everyone gave the correct answers.
Or well, almost everyone.

“Please Young Lady, raise your head.”
“Natliaaa, I’m sorryyyy…”

Seeing her face with tears streaming down her cheeks startles me a little, but I still continue cutting up her food with silverware.

“Cheer up, Young Lady.
I’ll feed you again if you want.”
“Yes, I’m cheerful again! Natalia I love youuu!”

Olivia’s body instantly snaps up and she smiles.
She really is easy to manipulate.

“You really spoil Olivia a lot, huh.”

Well, her mother passed away not too long ago, and we were apart for quite some time too, so I kinda want to spoil her a little now.

“Ahh…if you feed me like this everyday I maybe it won’t matter after all.”
“What are you saying? It’ll only bring shame to your mother and my Mistress if you do that.”
“Now that you mention that…”