Yes!

　Tickle floats two wooden spoons with a psychic.

　The spoons floating in the air are wobbling and moving up and down like a balance.

　Hmm, it's true that Tickle can only manipulate one for now. I can't say I can control two things if they're unstable like this.

　Right now, all I can say is that I need to get used to multiple controls anyway, so there's nothing I can do.

　Tickle is so serious that he doesn't even have time to talk to me, and I'm not afraid to call out to him and leave, so I decide to play with the doll I brought back earlier.

　I put the Arkinoko doll on the floor.

　Since both legs of the aluquinoko are mushrooms, it is naturally unbalanced and falls over with a crash.

　I apply a psychic to it to get it back up. However, the center of gravity is pretty much concentrated at one point, probably because its legs are shaped like mushrooms.

　I almost mock it forward, but I manage to move it with a psychic to get it up. Then I move it to find the exact location of my center of gravity.

　Apparently, the weight tends to be on the center point of the foot. After figuring this out, I let him walk while controlling his center of gravity.

　Al-Kinoko moves his feet as he walks. It's difficult to keep its balance because of its tall habit of having an unbalanced center of gravity and no hands.

　However, the size of the mushroom resembles that of the real one, so it would look like the real one when viewed from a distance.

　While I was smiling bitterly as I thought about that, I heard a sound of something light falling with a clank clank.

''Huh........''

　The next thing he knew, Tickle was staring at the moving alkynoko with a glint in his eye.

　He didn't even seem to realize that he was throwing away his control of the psychic.

''........Um, Tickle?　What's your own practice?

'What?　I'm sorry!　I couldn't help but notice the Al Mushroom puppet moving in front of me like the real thing!

　I said as I cleared my throat, and Tickle came to himself and hurriedly recited the spell again.

　Hmmm, I was going to play around with the other dolls here like this, but Tickle doesn't seem to be able to concentrate.

'Tickle keep practicing like this. If you're about to run out of magic, you can just take a proper break.

'Oh, yes. Okay.

　It's hard to tell Tickle to practice in a different room now, so I decide to leave the room from here with the doll.

　I go out into the hallway and let Al-Kinoko walk and play with her again.

　He walks with Tototete and then sits down to mimic and stands still.

　If I did it in the woods, I'm pretty sure the people who found it would think it was an al mushroom. It would be fun to manipulate and tease him in front of Thor next time.

　As I let him walk again, imagining that, the door unexpectedly opened and the Alkinocho was blown open.

''Alkinocho!''

　The impact of being slammed into the wall so hard that my magic power, which Al Mushroom was wearing, dissipates.

　I scream in shock.

''Alkinozoa?''

　Then sister Elinora came out of the door, and as soon as she saw Alkynoko lying on the wall, she mercilessly picked up her wooden sword and swung it at me as she returned to the room.

　I understood the intent of this, and I helped by psychic on the alkino mushroom to draw it over to me.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about it. It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you can get your hands on it.

　Hey, seriously, this sister!　Just because you thought you saw a demon in the corridor, you're sending this kind of killing spree!

'Hey, Sister Elinora!　Puppets!　It's a puppet!　And there's me!

A doll?

　After closing the distance of several meters in an instant, Elinora sister stopped just as she was about to swing the wooden sword down. With that, the killing spirit that Elinora sister was wearing also dissipated.

　No matter how much I mistook her for a demonic alkynoko, isn't she too battle-conscious?

''Look, touch it. It's a doll, right?

　When I held up the alkino mushroom and asked her, sister Elinora poked it with her wooden sword to make sure.

　That kind of thrust seems like a dirty thing, so stop it.

''Well it's true. It's a doll.''

There's no such thing as an albino mushroom in the hallway. Look around you a little more.

　If they had observed it calmly from that distance, they would have known it was a doll.

'Look, they move like the real thing, they're so confusing!　You thought there was a demon wandering around in the hallway!

Oh, yeah?

Why do you look so happy?

　I'm a little glad that Sister Elinora was able to move so well that I could mistake her for a real Alkino mushroom.

'But aren't you too freaked out by the extent of the Alkino mushroom?　It's not like he's doing much harm with the slime.

　The al mushroom only spews spores that at best induce a sneeze. It doesn't specifically contain any poison in it. Other than that, the attack is only a body hit and is not very powerful, so rolling an infant is the least of your worries.

　Even though I mistook it for an al mushroom, I didn't expect him to try to deal with it so stiffly.

''Shut up. I was just trying to get rid of the demon because I thought it was going to come into my room.

　Sister Elinora equips a wooden sword at her waist while her face turns a little red.

　Well, I guess that's true too. I'm not sure if I would be upset if I saw a demon-like figure when I left the room.

　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'd really like to see her surprised anyway.



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　While they were spending time moving the dolls given to them by Viscount Doll in such a manner, it was time for lunch and the Throwlett family gathered in the dining room.

　I thought Viscount Doll would be holed up in the common room again, but he appeared in the dining room as normal. However, his expression was not as bright as last night or this morning.

　He wrinkled his brow and scratched his head, showing a hint of irritation.

　What on earth was wrong with him?

　Everyone is aware of the oddities to Viscount Dor, and Mother Erna tells me to ask her with a casual glance.

　'Yes?　I'm the one who asks?　Well, if it's a puppet show or something like that, I'm sure Mother Erna and Father Nord wouldn't know much about it either, so it can't be helped.

　I'm ready to ask anyway, and I'll just ask them.

''Viscount Doll, what's wrong with your difficult face?''

Yeah, the script's not going anywhere, actually.

Can't think of anything to say?

No, I'm pretty much done with that one, so that's not a problem.

So what is it?

　If you have a framework for the conversation, I don't think there's anything in particular to get lost in.

"The puppets don't talk to each other very well. There's no substance to the conversation, and it's not very engaging.

　Okay, so the story is fine, but the conversation between the characters is not satisfying.

'I've always imagined conversations between myself and my dolls, but I never really imagined conversations between my dolls. It's disappointing when it's about a doll that I love.

'It's hard to write my characters' conversations when I try to write them myself,'

　Brother Silvio gives encouragement to the somewhat depressed Viscount Dor.

　However, I feel something stuck in brother Silvio's words.

''From the way you talk, is Silvio writing some stories too?

　It was the same for sister Elinora, she asked with a grin.

'Yeah!　No, no, not at all!

　I doubt it. This reaction.

　Brother Silvio is a bookworm, and during the day he's often stuck in his room, as am I. It's possible that he has a pattern of wanting to write himself as he reads.

''Well Al, next time you're gassed in,''

I'll take care of it. With my psychic, it's like I don't even have a key.

　If you're under my magic, there's no place in this mansion that you can't enter. However, there's a possibility that some people could be cut down, so it's not easy to break in, but if it's Brother Silvio, he won't have to fear retribution.
Ugh.

　As Sister Elinora and I were plotting such a plan, Mother Erna coughed up a coffin. Oops, that's a bit of a digression from Viscount Doll's troubles.

　I've never written a screenplay or a novel or anything like that, so I don't know the specific pain I'm going through, but I certainly feel like it's difficult to get the characters to talk to each other.

'The characters are all forest-dwelling creatures in addition to Gekota, right?

Yeah, I'm not sure about that choice either. I've tried writing with a number of different creatures, but it just doesn't feel right.

　There are a lot of animals, insects, fish, and birds when it comes to the creatures that live in the forest. It's no wonder Viscount Doll is lost.

　When I was wondering what I should do, Mother Erna spoke up.

''Then why don't we go for a walk in the forest near the village?　There are all sorts of creatures here, you know?

　Yeah, that's a good suggestion. Maybe if we actually went into the forest and observed the creatures, it would help with the script.

Hmmm, yes. It seems that this place is rich in nature and it would be very useful for us. Mister Alfried, could you show me around?

　Right? That's what happens, right? There's no way I can say no because I want to romp around the mansion in this atmosphere.

''Yes, I'll accompany you.

　Well, think of it as going for a walk in the woods. It's getting a little cooler lately, which isn't bad.