If you really insisted, Haihara could talk with her about magic.
After a while, their drinks arrived. They'd ordered two cocktails, and when the food came, they'd have a large beer as well.
She shouldn't get drunk from just these drinks, so there was no need to worry about turning into her gray-haired self.
Roland's drink was a deep purple, like grape juice. Bubbles floated inside, and the light reflected through the glass, making it look as clear and sparkling as a gemstone.
Haihara's drink was much flashier.
It had four layers from top to bottom.
They were roughly wine red, milky white, cyan, and deep purple.
The drink was called Flowers, Birds, Wind, and Moon.
It sounded rather poetic.
Haihara wasn't particularly taken with the name, but she was curious about what the drink would be like, so she ordered it to try.
"The description says you can give this drink a shake before you try it."
Roland didn't seem eager to drink hers just yet. She was waiting expectantly for Haihara to taste hers first.
At her words, Haihara tried shaking the glass.
Then the liquid slowly settled and blended together from top to bottom. Bubbles churned and gradually merged, like a furnace slowly coming to life.
Once it was mixed, the drink underwent a magical transformation.
Its original four layers turned into a deep, shadowy green.
"That's pretty amazing..."
Haihara took a sip. A complex, refreshing taste spread across her tongue. It seemed a little strange at first, but the sweetness and the alcohol flavor that followed were striking.
Roland picked up her own drink and took a small sip, too.
Haihara was a little curious about how Roland's drink tasted.
After they'd been drinking for a while, their food arrived.
Haihara drank while polishing off the fried chicken.
Roland lowered her head and looked at the tofu Haihara had ordered for her.
She scooped up a piece with her spoon and calmly put it in her mouth.
After one bite, Roland set down her spoon and wiped her mouth.
"Don't you like it?"
Haihara looked up at her slightly.
"...No."
Roland shook her head, then looked a little conflicted.
"Just... how did you know I liked tofu?"
Haihara had thought Roland would like tofu.
She couldn't say why. It was just a feeling.
"I thought you'd like tofu."
She answered honestly.
Roland said nothing. She sat in silence for a while, then soon took a few more bites, looking rather pleased.
It was obvious that she really liked tofu.
The two of them drank for a long time.
Empty glasses piled up in front of Roland. Even with her magical-girl constitution, her head was spinning, and she felt close to losing her senses.
Fortunately, she'd achieved what she'd set out to do.
Through Roland's efforts, Teacher Haihara had finally been drunk under the table.
Haihara was charming when drunk, too.
Though Roland wasn't sure why her vision was swaying, before her was Teacher Haihara, reeking of alcohol and fully exuding the allure of a mature woman.
Teacher Haihara's eyes were hazy, as if veiled in mist. She was leaning close to Roland, breathing out a captivating warmth.
Roland could barely restrain herself now, and finally smiled with satisfaction.
She gently held the drunken Teacher Haihara, as if caressing her most treasured gemstone—
"Teacher, you seem to be drunk."
"Mm... You said you'd take me home, right? You have to take responsibility."
The woman was reeking of alcohol as she nestled in Roland's arms, her tone incredibly suggestive.
The atmosphere was full of romance and desire.
"And... you have to take me all the way home."
Haihara reached out and caressed Roland's chin.
"Oh my, you're so drunk. How could I just go into your home..."
Roland could barely hold herself back, but still did her best to remain restrained and polite.
"But, Teacher, these past few years must have been hard on you. You need someone to take good care of you. Even someone as perfect as you must get lonely when you're always alone."
She was Teacher's most considerate student.
How could she bear to let Teacher stay lonely?
That wouldn't do. She had to comfort her properly—thoroughly.
"Roland, you really are my most considerate and adorable student."
Haihara kissed Roland on the cheek.
"Hee hee hee..."
"Hee hee hee... Teacher, let me show you my best fusion magic..."
In the bar, a silver-haired girl was drunkenly making a scene, babbling all sorts of strange things and making Haihara feel awkward.
Haihara looked at Roland helplessly.
She'd thought the girl could hold her liquor.
She was so hopeless—drunk after only a few drinks.
And once drunk, she wouldn't stop clinging to Haihara and rubbing up against her. Quite a few people nearby had started watching the two women curiously.
"What fusion... Are you going to put on some kind of girl-on-girl show in front of me?"
Haihara planted one hand on Roland's forehead and pushed her away.
Roland seemed to have a very low tolerance. She'd started swaying after her first cocktail, and after a large beer, she'd begun babbling nonsense.
Though Haihara could barely understand most of what she said.
Roland's eyes were hazy. She slumped against Haihara's shoulder, breathing out the smell of alcohol. Haihara didn't seem to know what to do with her.
Suddenly, Roland seemed to get even more drunk. Her eyelids drooped as she mumbled incoherently to herself.
"Teacher, don't leave me behind again..."
Unlike her earlier tone, this time she sounded sad.
"I want to follow you... Even if it means betraying the kingdom. Why did you abandon me...?"
Haihara was rather familiar with this sort of thing.
That was what being drunk was like, more or less.
When you were a little drunk, you got excited and said silly things. Drink a little more, and you started acting up and throwing tantrums. But when you were really drunk, you sometimes thought of sad things.
Haihara didn't know what Roland was thinking about, but seeing a girl speak in that tone while drunk made her seem rather pitiful.
She gently patted Roland on the back.
"Wake up. You've had a little too much to drink."
After Haihara patted her, Roland slowly lifted her head from Haihara's shoulder. But she wrapped both arms around Haihara's neck, then looked up at her with bleary eyes.
At first, she looked confused, as if she couldn't see clearly. She freed one hand and adjusted her glasses.
Then Roland's eyes reddened.
"Ugh..."
The silver-haired girl seemed even sadder. She stroked Haihara's face with one hand and spoke through her tears.
"Teacher, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
She cried as she held on to Haihara.
Haihara felt a little helpless.
She glanced at the people watching them and snapped her fingers.
She was a little drunk herself now, so she could use a simple spell.
The people around them naturally looked away, no longer paying attention to the two of them, as if they didn't exist. For a moment, only the girl's sobbing could be heard.
Haihara didn't know what was going on, but she felt she should comfort Roland anyway.
And for some reason, she felt she really ought to do so.
"Mm, it's okay. I'm not angry."
Haihara stroked her head and spoke gently.
"Then why did you punish me by dying...?"
Though Roland said that, she seemed to have been comforted.
She moved a little closer and gently kissed Haihara's neck, then carefully touched the delicate skin with her teeth, as if she couldn't bear to leave even a mark.
Feeling the cool, ticklish sensation at her neck, Haihara thought this drinking session was turning out a little strange.
Seeing Roland's pitiful expression, Haihara felt a little fondness for her for some reason—about the same kind of concern she'd feel for one of her students.
She simply held Roland gently—
"This is just a dream you're having because you're drunk."
Afterword
This is the afterword. The book will officially go on sale tomorrow. This is my second book. The first time I put one on sale, I think I even got the date wrong and didn't realize it had already gone on sale until Friday.
First of all, thank you all for supporting the book up to this point. Thank you so much~
When I first wanted to write this book, it was because I'd been watching Precure and the fight scenes were so flashy that my head filled with ideas.
Like Magical Girl Zack, getting an official Bandai toy, Auntie grabbing someone by the hand and eating dirt together, gathering the power of the Four Heavenly Dragons, punching power of one hundred tons, kicking power of three hundred tons, combining the power of every magical girl, being the most benevolent, virtuous, and powerful, and blowing up the whole damn world single-handedly???
Doesn't that sound cool? It's so cool, and exactly what I imagine magical girls to be like.
And that's how this book came about ()
But mostly, I really like Teacher Chris from Is This a Zombie?
When I first watched the anime and saw Teacher Chris transform for the first time, changing from an ordinary teacher into a Masō-Shōjo, I thought it was so interesting. So I wanted to write a similar scene.
I hope you'll look forward to and enjoy what I write from here on, too.
Lastly, please consider buying the book on its first day.
I'm such a flop that I don't really have a sense of what first-day sales are supposed to be, and I don't really know how to set up bonus chapters. I've barely got anything saved up, though, and school starts soon, so I'll probably only be able to keep up with daily updates. So for every 1,000 first-day sales, I'll add one chapter. If I can't keep up, I'll make up for it gradually later. At most, I'll owe five chapters.
Once again, thank you all for your support~
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