The boy who attended the magic school was a delinquent. In that hellish world where he was dragged one day, he looked up at the sky every night. Gazing at the stars twinkling in the sky, the boy recalled thousands of times all the moments that had been too good for him. ...... Having returned to his original world, the boy thinks about what he had to do, and what he must do. The first thing the boy did was to throw away his sword. And the next thing he did was to bake potatoes. (Cover/Midjourney)