Some time passed after we discovered the tower, a Space-Time Flotsam, we began to fix it up.
«This tower will be Majou-sama's research area! So do your best, everyone!»
« « «------We understand, Head Maid!» » »
"Err...... You don't have to put in that much energy..... And why are you even working hard here?"
"Give up, Majou-sama!"
I was thinking of gradually putting the tower we discovered to use and eventually turning it into an experimental facility for compounding or making magic tools one day.
So, when I told Baretta about my idea------
«Master, please take a rest. We, the maid corps, will turn the tower into a place suitable for the Master's new pastime.»
After saying that, she began the reconstruction of the tower with the mechanoids and the newly added service dolls, putting them in rotational shifts.
The maid corps started with correcting the slant of the tower with their «Psychokinesis» magic, adjusting the foundation with earth magic, adding the missing stones, cleaning and renovating the building's interior, and various other adjustments. I didn't even get the chance to help out.
"......Nothing to do."
"It's fine to have such moments occasionally~"
Since I was the type who couldn't calm down when I wasn't doing anything, I felt restless leaving everything to Baretta. But Baretta and the others were so firmly against me lifting even a single finger for this matter that I could only watch them with a fuzzy feeling bubbling inside me.
"Majou-sama, You can do something else that you like~"
"......You're right. I guess I'll go fishing for a bit."
"Then, Teto will go swimming!"
Teto took off her armor, leaving her shirt and shorts on, and jumped into the nearby river.
"You're really having fun huh, Teto?"
Glancing at the carefree Teto with a smile, I took out my fishing rod from the magic bag and dropped the line into the river while gazing at the sky.
"It's so calm......"
I leisurely fished while pushing up the wide brim of my triangular witch hat, and gazing at the sky.
"Oh, I seem to have hooked one."
Soon after, I felt a response from my fishing rod, and when I pulled it up, a small fish was biting on the bait.
"Hmm, it's not big enough to be our food. Release."
I removed the fish from the hook, put it back in the river, added another bait to the hook, and dropped the fishing rod into the river once more.
Spending my extra time leisurely like this, free of any thoughts, was kind of fun.
There were often sketches of immortals fishing in tales, but this was, in fact, an efficient way to train one's mana manipulation skill.
"Fishing is difficult, isn't it?"
I, who possessed an enormous amount of mana, could naturally bring forth all sorts of effects on my surroundings by just discharging my mana.
For the medicinal herbs and mythical beasts who take that mana for their growth, it was their food.
Speaking of this, ordinary small animals and fishes were vigilant against sources of potent mana so they usually stayed away from them.
This was particularly for me, as when I, who possessed enormous mana, held the fishing rod, my mana got channeled into the body of the fishing rod and ended up alarming the fish, which obviously means no fish to catch.
That was why I controlled my mana to not alert the fish and the moment they took the bait, I immediately channel my mana into the fishing rod and pull it up strongly without giving the fish any chance of escape.
The momentary strengthening of the fishing rod was another level of «Body Strengthening», and fishing was also a way to practice the strengthening of something other than their own body like tools.
Specifically, the fishing rod I was using right now was made from a branch of the world tree that has excellent mana conductivity and degree of amplification, so even a slight amount of channeled mana would alert the fish. So it was just perfect for this kind of training.
"Well even if I say that, I kinda like this kind of atmosphere usually."
I wasn't struggling to make a living, and thanks to my «Immortality» skill, I had limitless time to spend.
So I just fish and practice my control over mana while also reading a book.
"Speaking of which, I still haven't checked the diary we found from the tower."
I had just given the diary from the tower a cursory glance before, so I opened the diary now to read it while I was fishing.
The contents of the diary were the records of a person who was caught up in a space-time rift due to the mana rampage caused by the ancient magic civilization 2000 years ago.
«One day, everything was swallowed in black out of the blue, and by the time I came to my senses, I was in a pitch-black space with just my tower.»
«It is a bizarre place. Alone, I feel like I am losing my sanity. I want to go back, I want to meet my family, I want to see the flowers of my hometown.»
«Becoming a captive of the space-time rift, I am slowly becoming insane. I bet I wouldn't be able to return to this tower if I threw myself into the pitch-black space outside, but I can't take it anymore! I'm betting on this sliver of hope and leaving for the journey.»
«I, I'm going back to my hometown------»
I closed the journal of the person who got caught up in the recklessness of the magic civilization and closed my eyes at the idea of my hometown.
It seemed like I was too absorbed in reading the journal, as I had already fished until the evening before I knew it.
In the meantime, I removed the fish caught up in the fish hook with familiarity using «Psychokinesis» magic without using my hands at all. I caught around ten fish.
Teto, on the other hand, was intensely staring at my profile after being tired from just fishing.
"Let's go back, Majou-sama, it's going to be evening soon."
"Right, I guess it's time to go back. What are Baretta and the others doing?"
"It seems like they're done with repairing the tower."
'They're really fast with their work, huh?', I thought while flashing a bitter smile. We headed for the tower where Baretta and the others were working. It seemed like we came at just the right time as they were already waiting for our return.
«The tower is now available for use from tomorrow onward, Master.»
"Thank you, Baretta. Well then, shall we head back?"
Teto and I installed the «Transfer Gate», prepared beforehand in the tower, and then returned to our mansion from there.
And at the end of the day, I heard the report about the events of today from Teto, Baretta, and the other mechanoids and then went to sleep.
But right before falling asleep, the contents of the journal I read today surfaced in my mind, and I muttered.
"May you meet someone......"
The fact that the person who became a space-time flotsam wasn't inside the tower, I wonder if he left the tower to meet someone.
It was highly unlikely that the person could reach their hometown according to their wish, and chances are they might not be safe.
Space-time rifts were unpredictable objects, there was a chance he may have arrived somewhere else or perhaps got lost in the rift in the end.
Or, they might be rotting somewhere in the limbo of space-time rift already.
As I fell asleep, praying for the man to meet someone safely, I found myself dreaming of Earth that day.
