My Husband Was the Master of the Magic Tower Chapter 112

 

There was silence in the room for a moment. I kept my mouth shut without adding another word, and Dante just looked at me and didn’t answer right away.

 

Several times today, the purple eyes that felt foreign disappeared and appeared behind the eyelids.

 

Soon after, Dante slowly opened his mouth.

 

“I don’t know that.”

 

…It’s a bland answer considering it’s been a while.

 

Whether I frowned or not, Dante brought back his smile that had died down.

 

“I was so busy preparing to come over here, where would I have had the presence of mind to even think about returning? If I’m looking for a way to go back, I should start looking for it now.”

 

“That’s right… It sounds like there is no solution.”

 

“It’s not that there is no solution, it’s that it doesn’t matter.”

 

When I lifted my head up at those words, Dante’s face darkened slightly, but in an instant, he returned to his normal self.

 

“I’m kidding.”

 

It didn’t sound like a joke, did it? I was so upset that I didn’t say it out loud and just grumbled inside, but Dante subtly brought the story back to the beginning.

 

“Whether there is a way to go back or not, one thing is certain. For now, we have to stay here.”

 

“…Yes, I guess so.”

 

I answered in a mumble. It bothered me that the time period for ‘right now’ was unclear, but there was nothing I could do.

 

I’m grateful that I didn’t get the answer that there was no way to go back in the first place. In the end, I can only hope that Dante will use his outstanding abilities to come up with a proper solution.

 

Wait a minute, now that I think about it.

 

“Dante. Can you use magic?”

 

If I was going to talk about how to go back in the first place, I should have asked this first. Dante’s words were so shocking that I seem to have completely forgotten them.

 

In the dimension I lived in, or where we are now, there was no such thing as magic.

 

There were countless differences between that dimension and this dimension, but the biggest difference was that what was treated as a realm of fantasy in this dimension was everyday life in that dimension.

 

Isn’t there a good reason why magic doesn’t exist in this dimension? For example, mana doesn’t exist at all, or it’s an environment where it is difficult to use magic. There are many situations that can be assumed.

 

Just as the anxious feeling was about to rise, Dante, who was blinking his eyes, stretched out his finger and drew a circle in the air.

 

A mysterious light that I had become accustomed to, yet felt foreign to me, hovered before my eyes.

 

“Yeah, I can use it. I can’t feel any mana in the air, so using magic itself feels awkward.”

 

“…Is it possible to use magic even in a space where no mana is felt?”

 

“That’s because magic is cast using the mana within the magician’s body. But…”

 

Dante frowned slightly, as if it was a bit ambiguous to explain.

 

“I have the feeling that the mana lost after using magic is refilled very slowly. It’s not that it’s not filled, it’s safe to say that it’s not filled compared to the other side.”

 

If there is no mana in the air, so isn’t it not filled at all? I was puzzled for a moment, but I quickly stopped thinking because I thought there might be something I didn’t know about.

 

“Then I guess you shouldn’t use magic as much as possible.”

 

“Yeah. I don’t know how much mana I’ll have to use when I find a way to get back, so I think I should save it in advance.”

 

“It’s a bit disappointing. Your teleportation magic was really convenient.”

 

“Try to increase your walking time, Ei…”

 

“Enough. If I were to walk, I would end up trapped inside the house.”

 

As the conversation flowed smoothly, I realized the identity of the sense of discomfort I had been feeling implicitly.

 

At first glance, it seemed as if Dante was speaking his entire thoughts. However, he wasn’t asking the most important question I had assumed he would ask me.

 

For example, what choice would I make when Dante finds a way to return?

 

Dante didn’t say out loud that he didn’t want to go back. However, he didn’t even say anything about going back together.

 

He just put a grace period on it, saying he couldn’t find a way to return.

 

I thought deep down that Dante would never try to separate from me, so why didn’t he ask me what I thought?

 

Is he anxious about what the answer will be?

 

Because he plans to do whatever he wants regardless of my will?

 

Unlike my mind that was lost in thought, my mouth continued to speak steadily.

 

“Indeed, even if you can use magic as much as you want, it’s not a situation where you can. If someone else finds out, you’ll be in big trouble.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Because there is no magic here. If you don’t want to be treated like an alien and taken to an unidentified laboratory…”

 

You should hide it well. As I was about to say that, I paused for a moment.

 

Come to think of it, it’s not just the problem with magic, right?

 

As I took a closer look at Dante again, a pretty and handsome face came into view as usual today. Purple-black hair and star-studded eyes. It’s good to be handsome. It’s good, but…

 

The problem is that no foreigner in this dimension would have this hair or eye color.

 

After looking at Dante from a distance for a while, I sighed and stood up.

 

“Well, if we insist on dyeing or contact lenses, everything will work out…”

 

“Ei? Where are you going?”

 

Dante looked up at me curiously as I suddenly stood up. Just as he was about to get up, I stopped Dante lightly by pressing his shoulder.

 

“Anyway, you can’t go out in this condition. For now, I’ll go alone.”

 

“Where are you going, so suddenly?”

 

I answered briefly as I opened the door and left.

 

“To buy your clothes.”

 

***

 

“Honestly, I expected it, but…”

 

I rested my chin and looked at Dante, then blurted out.

 

“If you have a handsome face, you can wear anything.”

 

Then Dante laughed, saying it’s be good if it suits him well.

 

Now that it was late afternoon, there were all kinds of clothes lying around in my house. I was worried about Dante, who would be left alone, and I felt awkward seeing the scenery for the first time in a long time, so there were traces of me picking out clothes as if I was running away.

 

I picked up this and that after just checking the measurements with the complacent mindset that if it doesn’t fit, I can just get a refund.

 

“Look back for a moment… This is okay too.”

 

Since they all fit him, he just had to wear them all.

 

Dante, who lived his life without even knowing that he was good-looking, wasn’t at all interested in his clothes and kept asking me if I liked his appearance. However, even though I don’t have much likes or dislikes in this field, I didn’t have much to say.

 

All I can tell is that the clothes he wears go together so well that it’s annoying.

 

“Don’t the clothes feel awkward?”

 

“Hmm… I think I’ll get used to it once I wear it.”

 

In the end, it’s a bit awkward. Well, it would have been even weirder if he had immediately said that it was comfortable when the clothing styles were so different.

 

I muttered as I roughly organized the clothes Dante had already tried on and put them aside.

 

“It would be fun to go to the store later and try things on and buy them.”

 

“I think I can wear just what you bought now, though?”

 

“It’s not a matter of need, it’s a matter of taste. It’s a big deal because I suddenly seem to have fun playing with dolls.”

 

Dante’s complexion worsened slightly, as if he instinctively knew what doll play was. But in the meantime, he was diligently gathering the remaining clothes and hanging them on his arms.

 

Dante went into the room, changed his clothes again and came out fiddling with the hat on his head.

 

“But, Ei. Why do I have to keep wearing a hat?”

 

“It’s because your hair color is a color that can’t come out naturally here. I think everyone will see it as dye, but it’s still very noticeable.”

 

And above all…

 

“If you go around with your whole face exposed, I’m sure something troublesome will happen…”

 

Just thinking about it made me tired, I let out a groaning sound, and Dante looked at me with an expression that asked me what was wrong.

 

No, if it’s just something that attracts attention, I don’t care. There is a job called celebrity here, you know. It’s an era where it’s taken for granted that pretty and handsome people receive too much attention.

 

“Dante. I said that if someone catches you and asks you to go somewhere, what should you say?”

 

“…Do I really look like a child?”

 

“No matter how much we talk about it, I feel anxious.”

 

Moreover, Dante, who has no knowledge of this dimension, is no different from a child to me. But to be honest, he couldn’t be in a good moodㅡhe sometimes insists that there is no such thing as age between usㅡso I didn’t say what I was thinking.

 

“Tell them that I have company, and even if they hand me something like a business card, turn it down.”

“Right. You remember it well.”

 

“It’s not something I remember, it’s just common sense, Ei.”

 

I ignored the absurdly added voice.

 

“I think that will probably be the last time. Are there any clothes you really didn’t like?”

 

“I like everything as long as you like it.”

 

“Alright, then let’s just wear it all.”

 

Dante seemed to like what I said so much, but he continued to smile brightly.

 

Watching that, I added an item related to facial expression management to the list of things I had to nag Dante about. It keeps making me worry that he might unintentionally charm others and cause trouble.

 

I don’t think there’s anyone in this world who would go so far as to control the corners of their husband’s lips.

 

Ah.

 

“Now that I think about it, I don’t think we can say we’re married here.”

 

Dante, who was gathering his clothes, dropped everything in his hands.