(Wow, beautiful daughter......)

Lyella Milky Alsaid Bread (commonly known as Milky), a two-year magic student granted by the Alto School of Magic, holds that sentiment when she sees Tifa stretching her spine and tattering Rin.

The day of the Advancement Ceremony. Granted magic students who moved into their discipline classrooms at the end of the ceremony stared far-flung at the little girl who came in at the flying class.

Tifa, who had already completed the elementary course, planned to advance to the fourth year of elementary studies as usual, partly in relation to the curriculum.

However, based on the fact that the majority of those curricula were digestible through self-study by Tifa, and that the training with Yu met too many conditions, it was decided in the middle of spring break to let them fly into specialized courses.

"... no, I didn't think the one smaller than Milky would come in..."

"... what does that mean?

"It means exactly what it means."

"... I'm sorry, you look like a kid"

One older, corruption-edged childhood friend, Milky, who is about to be unexpectedly muddled by Lloyd McLayer's words and calms his mind with a deep breath, remembering Tifa's presence.

Junior, that's also supposed to be a whispering pride making business of not wanting to do too much naughty things in front of girls later in the second grade.

Even if I don't, I can often be mistaken for a primary school because of my height that doesn't reach a hundred and forty centimeters and my toddler shape that isn't at all crisp, but if I can make a scene here, they'll look more childish.

As a matter of fact, Tifa has a good grasp of a series of interactions, but sometimes the distances are apart, and the Milkies don't realize that.

For the record, Tifa and Milky are the only students in the granting magic department who are cutting a hundred and forty centimeters tall, including those who have advanced this year.

"Nevertheless, the flying class itself is rare, but I didn't expect such a genius to come to our discipline..."

"Hey......"

"Granting Magic Department is plain and unpopular instead of difficult..."

Lloyd and Milky's conversation will be joined by other granting magic students.

When Tifa, who was sneaking up on the story, tried to remember and look back and confirm her interest in the word 'plain and unpopular', Kenny Farm, the chief teacher of the granting magic department, came into the classroom in good time.

With the teacher coming into the classroom, the students rushing to take their seats.

For the record, seats are basically free and the granting magic department has an unnatural space around Tifa because of the small number of people compared to the size of the classroom.

"Three of us this year, that's rare."

Because I basically know the students face-to-face, and Kenny, who omits to say hello and counts the number of freshmen, looks a little surprised.

Alto Magic College only brings the elite together, and students only have one class a school year or two in many years.

The number of people in a class is also about thirty in a large class, with an average of around twenty.

Because of this, the number of teachers is not so large, and teachers and students are bound to meet each other face-to-face, coupled with a system that carries around classes in their areas of expertise.

Tifa accidentally gave me an uneasy look on Kenny's words, 'A lot this year'.

Kenny looks over at it and tells Tifa the story.

"Mmm? What's up, Baker?

"Uh, um, can I ask you a few rude questions?

Oh, I don't mind.

"Are there usually that few students who have entered the Department of Granted Magic that rarely this year?

"Oh. The one called Grant Magic is not very popular among wizards. I haven't been insulted, but it's just plain hard anyway. It's not uncommon to have two classes of thirty and not one."

To Tifa's doubts, Kenny explains in a floating manner.

But Tifa, uncomfortable with Kenny's explanation, keeps asking questions with her neck hanging.

"Um, I know it's hard, but why isn't it popular when it's plain?

"Well, I don't know what I'm doing from the side, because I'm more appreciative of flashy, easy to understand attack magic, defensive magic, and healing magic that's directly linked to life than plain grant magic."

"But whatever the healing and defensive magic is, attack magic isn't much use for anything other than combat, is it? Even if it's flashy and easy to understand, it doesn't seem very worthwhile if it's used less..."

"Oh. But when I'm young, I often get around to thinking that much. Besides, if you can tell the story around it, it would be enough to use Grant Magic and basic Enchant Weapon or Physical Enchant"

In response to Tifa's question, Kenny lightly points out so.

Actually, if you can use Enchant Weapon properly, you can do quite a lot of things, such as temporarily amplify the strength of the tool with its application. Unless you make magic props or use advanced grant magic, you don't really need to move on to a specialized course.

Besides, whether it's a magic prop making, something as simple as a fridge can be made without having to learn it in the Department of Granting Magic.

If you want to be more precise, the art of making magic tools is advancing until you can make it without having to learn it professionally in the Department of Granting Magic.

Tifa doesn't know that much, but she understands that as long as she has a clear foundation, she can do a lot of things.

For that reason, there was a part of me that was no longer convinced of Kenny's point, and I couldn't come up with a good objection to Tifa in the end.

"The unreasonable part around it will come true sometime. For now, just think of it as something like that."

"Yes."

"We will now explain the lecture content and schedule for the current year. Regardless, just so you know that this is only planned and depending on the circumstances, the dates and lectures may also be changed without notice."

Unacceptable but where Tifa is convinced, Kenny begins explaining the curriculum.

Hearing that explanation, for now, Tifa thinks in a corner of her head to ask at Reiki Ancient Coin Pavilion about the sprouts I thought about.

It was a group of milkies and seniors watching Tifa like that with a look somewhere to be missed.