The Abandoned White Magician’s Tea Life - Chapter 54 : The Flower's Name (1)
Translator: Sunnyshies
Editor: Ryuubii
Chapter 54 : The Flower’s Name (1)
A few days later, Leonardo came home at dusk in the cool evening air.
“Welcome back… Hey, what’s wrong with your outfit!”
“I’m back… no, on the way home I saw an old man in trouble after falling into a pond. I managed to pull him up, but I got covered in mud too.”
Leonardo said and laughed, haha. There were mud stains on his pants and jacket, and dried mud on his cheeks.
‘I didn’t think it was dirt from a battle by any means, but…he did help people.’
“Oh, that’s right… was it okay?”
“Yes. Fortunately, I was already close to home when I sent him home.”
“Oh, yeah, the old man, of course… but is Leonardo injured? I mean, it’s so cold out there, and you’ll definitely get cold since you’re covered in mud! Here, go take a bath!”
After hurriedly pulling Leonardo, who had been standing in the doorway, in, and asking Yugo to boil water for a bath, Amalia put her hand on Leonardo’s jacket.
“Whoa!”
“Yes, give me your hands!… Wow, it’s even stained your shirt! I didn’t even try to squeeze it out.”
“Well, I squeezed it a little, but it didn’t help much because my hands were also covered in mud… no, wait! I’ll take it off. I’ll take it off myself!”
“Aaah! The mud will splash all over, so calm down and take it off! Get the dirty stuff over here!”
“I-I’m sorry, I’m really sorry.”
“It’s okay. It’s good to help people, and Leonardo is a kind man.”
First, they put the jacket and shirt in the basket, and the pants were to be taken off by Leonardo and brought by Yugo later.
His shirt was off, exposing his upper body, which was well-trained and well-muscled. When she looked at him back, she noticed the rise of his shoulder blades and the stiffness of his elbows when he bent them, which made her involuntarily cringe.
‘…no, no, no! Leonardo took off his clothes to take a bath, this is not the time to admire him!’
She felt that if she looked at his body any longer, she would be too mesmerized to move, so she grabbed the basket and quickly ran into the kitchen. The mud on his clothes had to be washed off by hand first, and then had to be dipped into a pot of water. As always, she was surprised by the size of Leonardo’s clothes.
In terms of height, the difference between Amalia and Leonardo was about a head, and compared to the other men in Polk, he was on the smaller side.
However, all of his clothes were too big for Amalia, with long sleeves and hems. The shirt he usually wears would probably have sleeves up to her fingertips and the hem would reach below her hips if Amalia wore it.
She stared at his jacket, which had become heavy from absorbing water― and hurriedly shoved it in the water.
Amalia must not, by mistake, try on Leonardo’s clothes. Such a thing would definitely lead to the birth of a perverted woman.
After a while, Yugo arrived with Leonardo’s pants. When she thanked him for quickly boiling the bath, Yugo told her, “I only brought the pants. He said he would wash his underwear by himself as usual.”
Amalia usually washed Leonardo’s clothes as well, but he never let her wash his underwear. Amalia didn’t want to wash Leonardo’s underwear either, which was fine, but when Yugo heard their exchange, “People are so annoying. They’re all the same,” he blurted out.
All of Leonardo’s clothes are bulky and heavy. And this time, it was not only his shirt, but also his thick jacket and pants, so it took a lot of effort.
Halfway through, Yugo offered to do the laundry with his wind magic, which she gratefully accepted, and Amalia decided to resume preparing dinner, which had been interrupted by Leonardo’s return.
When she heard that Leonardo would be home for dinner, she had planned a menu that would give him energy after work. In addition, the ingredients for the black tea that accompanies the meal are mainly those that have the effects of restoring strength, retaining heat, and improving blood circulation. Since she had studied the effects of the tea at great length, she was no longer making deleterious effects as she had done in the past.
When Leonardo got out of the bath, he apologized over and over again for being covered in mud. Amalia pacified him, and also thanked Yugo, who was spinning the contents of the pot using wind magic without expression, and then they had a hot meal.
“Maybe it’s because the weather has entered the cold season, but lately the types of demons we encounter while escorting have changed.”
When Amalia asked him how the job went this time, Leonardo replied while cutting a hamburger.
“Now, the number of demons with the appearance of snakes and reptiles has decreased, and the number of demons that can tolerate the cold to some extent has increased.”
“I see… Does that kind of thing change the magic that was used?”
“Well… By all means, there will be fewer enemies with the flame attribute. In the wintertime, they hibernate or flee to warmer areas because they are basically weak against the cold. Leandra is still good, but in a country that snows during the winter, demons that are good at ice magic frequently appear, so black magicians who are good at fire magic are getting requests from all over the place.”
So it seems that for black magicians, it depends on the season, the country, and the climate whether they can make use of their magic or not.
There was only one black magician in Alphonse’s party, but when the demon’s attribute clashed with his or her strong attribute, he or she was out of the fight. For example, if you cast a flame spell on a demon that is strong in flames, not only will it have no effect, but it will even absorb the magic power and strengthen it.
‘White magic is almost not affected by external influence, but black magic is the opposite…’
If you’re a black magician who can handle multiple attributes, let alone Yugo, you’ll still have a hard time, especially if you’re a black magician who can only do one attribute at a time.
While talking about this, they continued to eat. Amalia hung Leonardo’s clothes, which Yugo had washed earlier, in the living room to dry in the room, while Leonardo and Yugo would clean up after dinner. Yugo lit a fire in the fireplace, so it would dry out in a while.
“I’m done cleaning up… Yugo seems to be taking a break upstairs, so why don’t we talk a little?”
Leonardo popped out from the kitchen and said, Yugo said, “During the winter, my body slows down a bit, so I feel like slacking off.” So, since the beginning of winter, he has been relaxing in the bedroom, sometimes alone. After all, even though he was a dragon, his lifestyle was probably similar to that of reptiles.
There was a little leftover tea from dinner, so she added some hot water and a bit of fruit, then shared it between the two of them.
As the two drank the tea, they let out a sigh at the same time. They looked at each other and chuckled.
‘…yeah, I really like this kind of moment after all.’
It’s a cold winter outside, but it’s very warm inside the house. As long as she can sit down with Leonardo, have a cup of tea, and talk about trivial things like this, she is happy.