Rosetta-sama, You're Overdoing It! - Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Rosetta’s First Magic

Well, with renewed spirits, it’s time for today’s run.

I’ll run firmly! Let’s start with two laps again today.

Stretching out my legs. Alright, shall we begin running?

“Oh, Miss, are you going to run again today!?”

“Lionetta, you should run too. Ohohohoho~”

Lionetta, looking exasperated, watches me without running.

When I come around after completing one lap around the estate, I see Lionetta looking troubled, not moving at all, just watching me.

What the heck, she’s got zero motivation.

But I won’t be discouraged.

After finishing the run, I walk slowly, breathing heavily.

After finishing the run, I walk slowly to let my heart settle down.

If you suddenly stop or lie down after running, it wouldn’t be strange for your heart to stop. So be careful.

“Oh? Miss?”

Finally calming down, I add a new activity starting today.

Yes, push-ups. And squats. Lionetta, hold my legs. Then onto sit-ups!

Ten of each. Easy? It’s okay because it’s the first time.

“Today, it’s not just about running, huh?”

“Hehehe. Rome wasn’t built in a day, you know. We’ll gradually increase the number, Lionetta.”

“Understood.”

“By the way, in the afternoon, I’ll be reading the beginner’s grimoire. I want to practice magic too.”

“I understand. Then, I’ll be waiting in the adjacent room from noon, so please ring the bell if you need anything.”

“Got it? I’ll ring it even when there’s nothing going on.”

“Please stop.”

“Just kidding. It’s a joke. Rosetta’s joke. A dark joke, get it?”

“Your jokes don’t sound like jokes, Miss.”

She said it so decisively!? Well, thinking back to when Rosetta first received a bell, she used to ring it happily all the time. Every time, the maids would rush into the room, and towards the end, they’d give her a stern look and say something like, “Stop ringing it, you little brat,” in a serious tone. Even Rosetta couldn’t help but answer, “Yes,” without thinking, and since then, she stopped ringing the bell unless absolutely necessary.

By the way, that maid at the time handed in her resignation letter and left the next day.

Yeah, it’s not something to joke about. She had a record from back then. She ruined a maid’s life. Rosetta was the villainess. Yasu was the culprit! But who the heck is Yasu!?

Anyway, this was a fact that nobody would be happy to uncover. It’s a case for burial, corpse disposal, amnesia, I don’t know anything, I’m innocent.

I’ll just pretend nothing happened and hone my total obliviousness skill. I’ll become a politician. “I have no recollection of that.”

After finishing lunch, I return to my room.

Since I’ve only just started, I end up with some spare time. But there’s nothing to be done about that.

But if I don’t make use of this spare time now, I won’t be able to increase it later.

I’ll end up in a black company. I’ll be worked like a horse. You’re just a cog in the machine of society, huh?

In the afternoon, I’ll be studying how to use magic with the beginner’s grimoire.

I lie face down on the bed and read the book while lifting and lowering my legs from the knees.

It’s like something I used to do on Sundays in my past life. Or before starting a job. Long live the NEET lifestyle.

Um, let’s see… Magic is the ability to transform magical power using the power of one’s will, which can then be utilized as magic.

While each individual may have their own preferred attribute, is this closely related to their personality or the type of magic they want to use?

In other words, passionate types are good with fire, right? And calm and composed types are good with ice, maybe?

In my case, darkness should be my forte, but… if magical power becomes magic through thought, then by imagining the magic…

I raise one hand as if holding it up.

While imagining the activation of magic, I utter,

“Light, shine forth.”

A small light is born in the palm of my hand.

No way.

Isn’t magic supposed to be more difficult than this?

I did it so easily. Was it because I could imagine it?

Or maybe because I logically used magic?

Hmm. This feels like… the premonition of modern knowledge cheating, Watson.

Um, maybe wind magic would be okay to use indoors? But wind is kind of hard to perceive, right?

I know, let’s color it green, and…

Wind ball.

A green swirling sphere of wind forms in my palm.

Wow. Amazing. Totally awesome.

It feels like magic can be done quite easily like this. Oh, but I have to be careful of MP.

Can’t I check my MP? Oh, I’ll try making it with magical power too. Like a status you often see in games.

Alright then!

However, such magic didn’t exist.

Or rather, I couldn’t anticipate it.

All that happened was a bar appeared above my head.

There were no letters or anything, you could just see it by looking up.

It was a bit hard to understand, so I decided to sit in front of the mirror and look at it.

Apparently, it’s a bar that shows only HP and MP.

Judging from this, the HP bar is fully green, but the MP displayed below it is about half purple. The remaining part is turning bright red.

Hmm. Just using three spells and it’s already half gone.

For now, I cancel all the magic and return to the book.

Let’s see… um, if MP runs out, you faint? Fainting increases magical power capacity, but if you overdo it, you weaken and die, it says.

A double-edged sword… but interesting. Let’s increase magical power capacity to the max. Let’s not kill, let’s not save. Huh? Myself!? What a cruel person you are, Rosetta. You shouldn’t bully yourself like that, it’s not good. Bad girl. Villainess.

As I change my posture while checking the MP bar, I move the bar to a visible position from my eyes when I’m in a normal sleeping position, and use magic casually. For the final spell, while imagining automatic diffusion, I create a wind ball…

And then, I lost consciousness.