Fiona enrolled and asked McCao, a Conservative representative, to retire 'voluntarily'.
This eliminated my worries, and while I thought my daughter's educational environment was in place, my life wasn't so sweet.
I went to the faculty room at the academy and got a list there.
Ellen, a woman with glasses, explains.
"Dr. Kite. This is your roster of classes."
That's what the instructor called Ellen said when he gave me the roster.
"Am I taking a class?
A brunette with very good glasses answers coldly.
"Yes, you will."
"I'm a magician with no history of teaching."
"Right. If you do that, you can either serve as an associate in the class or become a full-time teacher in a special discipline."
"Right. Impossible procedure."
This couldn't have been the time I was in school.
What's more, it wasn't even possible when I was a temporary lecturer on behalf of my master only once a few hundred years ago.
"Whose instructions is this?
I asked unexpectedly, but she answered honestly when she gently put her hands on her own glasses.
"This is the instruction of Kareenin the Wise, the Dean of the College."
"I see, that granny with the white beard..."
Bumpy, and leaking.
At first I thought it was the harassment of the conservative teachers, but then it is reassuring.
All of a sudden you waved me an unscrupulous challenge, and I thought you were going to be a stomach to retire, but you don't seem to be.
They care about me purely.
I could have guessed that.
Because there was a girl's name on the list handed to her.
Were you concerned so that conservative teachers wouldn't be in charge?
Or maybe he's just putting the words his master used to joke about in action.
"You have changed by having a daughter, but the change has not yet taken hold of you. By having immature students in college, by growing them, you may change yourself. Whatever, in the right direction."
Thankfully, it is an annoying consideration, but then there is only one thing that can be troubled.
I decided to talk to Ellen, the woman in front of me, about the trouble.
"By the way, miss."
"I'm not your daughter. I'm a man."
"Oh, seriously?"
"It's true. I'm a half elf. [M] He should be older than you."
"No, I misunderstood it because it's so beautiful"
I do get the impression of being manly at some point if I look at it.
But that was if you ask me, and I just looked like a little boyish girl if I kept my mouth shut.
And her, no, him. He had dark hair and dark eyes that were rare even among the Elves.
My ears aren't very pointy, and I don't have many elf-like features.
I will therefore explain to you that I have mistaken you for a human woman.
"Never mind. Because they often make mistakes. And years away, but feel free to speak up."
"... that would help"
He'll be the elf, but he'll be the half elf, but it's only possible that he's definitely higher at my age. But I wouldn't dare touch that.
Of course it was my position now that I had to hide my identity, as well as being a thousand years sage.
"I'll get back to you, Mr. Ellen. I'm a magician with no experience whatsoever, but how the hell am I supposed to take a class?
"Don't worry. I will support you as an associate."
"That helps. I'd like to leave it all to you, if I may."
"I can't do that. My specialty is spiritual magic. I've never taught basic magic before. … and I am a third class magician."
That said, he turns away from me.
Looks like I have a complex on my staircase.
I guess there are many teachers in this college like McCaw who did this the other day.
However, unlike McCaw, he seems to be doing the staircase complex on the positive side, not the negative side. Quietly, but forcefully.
"I'm a third class, but I still can't beat the top class magicians when it comes to spiritual magic. Now I'm a temporary lecturer specializing in spiritual magic, but one day I'll be looking for a full-time lecturer, a teacher, and eventually a professor."
Declare.
"I see, you seem to have a fine mind"
"Yes, teaching is an old dream."
"You're a lot enthusiastic. I can't help but have my own class."
How could you do that?
and Ellen looks surprised.
"No, because you seem to have a list of all the classes in one regeneration as well as ours"
I point out.
If you look at it, he did possess the entire list of colleges.
It also analyzes each student and carefully draws red lines, etc.
"I'm an enthusiastic lecturer."
Honestly praise.
When I compliment him, he hides the list a little bit badly.
"I don't think it's about hiding it. I think you're enthusiastic. Specialized classes such as those taught by instructors begin in the third period. Yet I can't afford to check student propriety from a freshman us."
"... well, I want to move up the ranks and become a regular teacher soon"
When he said so, he tied it like this.
"Shall we head to class then?"
That's what he says. He walks out and leads the way.
I sigh softly as I drop that back off.
"Oh, boy, you're the opposite of me."
With that in mind, I headed to the class I would have.
When I was in the classroom, I went into action.
This is the first thing that matters.
That's what I thought. I wrote a big letter on the blackboard to keep up with the expectations of my students and colleagues.
"The first time limit is the Spirit Demon Course by Dr. Ellen"
The students who saw the letter seemed to be mentally cursed.
Ellen is also making her eyes squeeze.
"I wonder who the new teacher is"
"Must be a special teacher who became a regular teacher in the fourth class."
"He seems to be the person who became a teacher in that introduction to the bloody witch. He must be a terrible sorcerer."
Rumors like that seemed to run around, and in a way, my first day of class seemed quite expected.
One student who sees the letters on the blackboard raises a critical voice.
"Doctor, what the hell is this about!? On my first day in office, I've never heard that was suddenly spiritual magic from my first class too! Spiritual magic is not a compulsory subject, and only humans born with spiritual power can handle it."
She was an adorable female student.
When I was 12 to 3, would I be the same age as Fiona?
Or maybe a year or two older.
I don't have the age to enroll in the School of Magic, I can enroll as early as 10 and as late as 18.
In order to learn basic education for the first 1-3 years, it will be a method of working on class credit, but then choosing any class and obtaining credits, as in the case of universities.
So the first round will basically be class based.
I mean, I've been with them for three years.
"In the first place, won't the teacher even say hello to us? We don't know the teacher's name or background. Isn't it muscular to introduce yourself first?
That's what female students with long, naturally wavy hair claim.
Her name seems to be Harmonia. He introduced me to that himself.
Far more courteous than I am.
Apprentice and introduce yourself to her suggestions and attitudes.
"Oh, you did. I'll leave the first time to Dr. Ellen, but I'll have to introduce myself."
"Right, the first time you introduce yourself is normal, right?"
She seems relieved.
"Uh, my name is Kate, and I graduated from a small magic school in a country with far reaching grades to the chief, and then I was a man who devoted his life to experimentation without even working. Above"
"Yes, is that all?
Harmonia is stunned to assume that a decent conversation has finally been reached.
"Yeah, that's it. I have nothing else to introduce. Answer the question if you need anything."
Well, then, Harmonia asks questions.
"Where is a magic school in a small country?
"Forgot."
Cut it off in a nutshell.
"Wow, is that something you forget!?
"It's something you forget."
In fact, my background was created by my master. I don't even remember the details.
"If you go to the faculty room, I think you can view as much background as you want, so anyone interested should see that way"
"So he was experimenting with magic without even working afterwards, but did he also give it any credit? There must be something glorious about becoming a fourth class in that year."
I will answer that question clearly.
"There's nothing like that"
"" Yep!
and a class wrapped in a voice of surprise.
To an answer that is too honest, the students have the face that their open mouths are not blocked either.
The truth is he's been a living sage for a thousand years and has had numerous glorious research results, but now he won't be bragging about himself faking his identity, stupid honesty.
"Well, I gave you minimal research results, but I don't mind you basically thinking that you've become this class in Conne, the bloody witch Iris Seymour, and you've become a teacher at this college"
"Aren't you going to blast me too much?
A certain student has asked terribly, but I give it back in grandeur.
I will introduce them to the adult situation or the current state of society.
"Until you graduate from school, you'll need academic and witchcraft talent, but if you graduate, the rest is Conne. Studying is important, but having connections as a student is also important."
It was a fact. My true self graduated from the School of Sorcery as chief and got a job in a certain 'institution', but what I learned there at the School of Sorcery didn't do much good.
Afterwards, after quitting that institution, he chose the alchemy path, where it was the connections that would help.
The world of research, with all its faculties and factions, and no connections but masters, is what I've been through.
And I was disgusted, and it was me who was caged in the back of the mountain and at dawn in research by myself, until I met my daughter.
"- So, well, as long as you guys are in this college, I want you to have a free and enjoyable college life. That's my hope."
With that said, I sat in a chair and opened the alchemy-related book I had brought.
The students seemed uncomfortable with their appearance and behavior, but they followed my instructions.
Each of them listens to Ellen's lecture.
However, Ellen at the time seems confused as well. Suddenly, after being entrusted with the class, I guess you didn't assume I wasn't motivated like this.
Most of the students were frightened, but there is only one female student whose eyes are shining.
My beloved daughter Fiona.
She said the maid, Chloe,
"Master Fiona has a great deal of respect for Ruji-sama. So much so that it translates its shortcomings into beauty."
He trusted me as much as that.
Chloe said,
its lazy personality to a relaxed and unmoved, tolerant father,
The silly thing about that research is that to a passionate father who can concentrate on one thing,
The drawstring is to a quiet father who loves solitude,
and they convert it positively.
Anyway, Fiona turned her respect to the ruinous father teacher who also abandoned the class for the "second time".
I shine my eyes in a starchy shape.
"My father is an amazing teacher who encourages research even during class. That's your father."
He stared at me all the time with that look on his face.
Regardless, it's not that there's such a deep conspiracy, I just don't get a clue as to what a teacher in a legitimate magic school is doing, but I was content with that.
Bad master who makes me a teacher or something in the first place.
What's more, the dean of the faculty named Kareenin, who makes him a full-time teacher and gets a class, is also bad.
If you keep boycotting like this, that rumor will get into their ears and move me to an easier role.
For example, it might make me a professional professor who studies' The Stone of the Wise ', where I don't need to have students.
It may be an unlikely future, but it lies when it comes to the lack of such expectations.
The research fool graduated for his daughter, but it was still my false feeling that there was untrained research into magic.