Lute, four years old.
Johann Kleif, a former Dutch football representative, said - 'Control the ball first, that's the basis for everything. If you can't control the ball, you'll be running after the ball. It's another sport.'
And so I decided not to use magic all of a sudden, but to start with training to control magic.
When I turn four, I have to take care of the kids downstairs.
On the contrary, whatever you are doing later is forgiven as long as you take care of it.
There are two to three year old men and women, three children to look after.
We have to take care of him and them. We're four years old.
We're supposed to be dealing with younger people in our own room - the "children's room" where 2-4 year olds wake up.
But the three of them, except me, take care of all the kids on their own because of the girls.
Thanks to this, I can focus on technical polishing to control magic.
I set up in the corner of the children's room and remember what Dr. Elle had taught me in general class.
Dr. Elle explained to me specifically what a thing called 'magic' is.
Magic power is the very energy that enters the vessel of the soul that the person holds.
The body, the amount of soul that sustains the spirit, changes little regardless of race.
Magic power refers to the amount of energy that remains in the vessel of the soul, except for what is necessary to maintain the body and spirit.
Magic power varies from race to race.
Sometimes it can be as big as a lake, only about a sink, or only about a glass.
So when you root for magic, you lose consciousness because you lack the energy to maintain your body and spirit.
(Did I faint because I even used the magic I needed to stay in shape and maintain my body and spirit?)
Then let's start by figuring out how much magic we have and putting a limit on how much we can use.
Close your eyes and turn your consciousness inside.
I feel a blurry, warm mass in the center of my chest.
An image that flows slowly and little by little from its warm light to its right arm. The light moves from the center of the chest to the right arm.
There is no sense of consuming magic, and there is no fatigue or disillusionment in the body.
Try to release the magic collected in your right arm externally.
"Wow..."
About half the light is emitted.
My body got heavy like dawn all night.
(Is this lump of light itself the total amount of magic you can use?)
Perhaps that prediction has been met - my own intuition tells me.
The next day.
In "The Children's Room," the girls look after the younger ones.
I sat it sideways in the corner of the room and began my magic control special training again.
Close your eyes and first feel the warm lump of light in the center of your chest.
An image that slowly and slightly flows magic from its warm light to its right arm.
I didn't care yesterday because I just let it move to my right arm, but the flow doesn't go straight.
The path of light becomes distorted like drawing a straight line with a mouse.
The width of the road is also distorted and not uniform as it is rippled.
(Quick to where I'd like to send it if it stays like this, it's impossible to carry the quantity I assumed stably)
Begin by being able to straighten the flow and adjust the width yourself.
If you can do this, you can quickly send the required amount of magic to where you need it.
If you go that far, you can tell me you're in control of the magic.
Put your arms around you and get your temper back on track.
But in protest of the three girls, the training is interrupted.
"Lute, you have to take good care of your younger child."
What I've been paying attention to as a representative is a girl named Snow.
Hair is semi-long with silver hair.
She is a girl with bright white skin and distinctive dog ears and tails.
She is a rare species living in the snowy mountains of the North Continent known as the White Wolves.
She and herself were abandoned the same day as babies in front of an orphanage together, amicably.
Few parents surprisingly leave their babies unauthorized in this other world.
The children who come to this orphanage die of illness, accident, war, etc.
For economic reasons, because other orphanages are full, etc.
Neither the two remaining girls were taken away because their parents died of illness and accident when they were three years old and had no relatives to rely on.
Dumped in front of the orphanage on the same day, and sleeping in the same bed since I was a baby, Ole and Snow are childhood friends among the orphanages.
The two of us were often made to pair because of it.
I excuse myself with a loving laugh.
"It's the mountains that I want to do that, but I didn't show up because everyone else is good. So I thought I'd just sit in the corner and stay out of the way..."
They are really good at giving up kids.
The kids are already asleep in the futon looking comfortable.
Snow puts his big winning eyes in my face and puts his demands on me.
"Then help Snow and the others with their deception. I don't have enough."
"Deception?
Turning their gaze, the other two girls sat and waited in the center of the room.
"If you don't play, I'll tell my teacher that Lute was running out of work."
"I wasn't skipping anything... okay. I'll play with you."
If they give me Dr. Elle's name, I'll be fine.
Interrupt the magic control special training and raise your heavy hips.
"So what exactly am I supposed to do? Like your father, or your husband?
"Lute is a pet's pink slime."
"Is that really necessary...?
I accidentally replied with vegetables.
That day, I kept saying 'puffy' in the corner until I let them go.
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For the third day in a row after playing the role of pet, I was attached to their decency.
The only roles I did in the meantime were pet roles such as "Black and White Rabbit," "Longbeard Itachi," and "Extremely Pleasant Parrot".
Once, I raised my voice to them that I wanted to play a role other than as a pet.
But it is dismissed without concern.
The trick they do is noble ladies.
Now the wealthy are fashionable to have pets. It was forcefully argued that we also needed a pet role.
There's no way a man can beat a woman with his mouth, in the past life or in another world.
Plus, the other three are losing in numbers.
No matter how old they are, there's no reason for me to beat them.
But it wasn't used in my jaw by an adult, four-year-old.
When I found the time, I went to the river plain near the orphanage and collected the stones I wanted to flatten white.
Apply one side black with ink, hit the sun and dry.
Get an unwanted wooden plate and carve and carve an 8x8 = 64 mass eye with a knife.
Fourth time deception.
As always, they have applied to play the role of pet.
This time, I will issue some conditions on this side.
"If anyone can win a game I made (with my previous life's knowledge), I'll play you as a pet."
"Reversi" stuck out in front of them.
"" "Reversi?
The girls turn their voices together and tilt their heads.
Using his own board and comma, he explained the rules of reversing to the three of them.
No one would be Japanese and know the name of Riversi and not know the rules.
It's as simple and easy to remember as that.
That's why I chose Reversi among a few board games.
As I aimed, the girls quickly remembered the rules.
The first challenger is Snow.
Of course she chooses white.
"You can start with Snow."
"Because I'm going to beat Lute and have him play the golden Marmar role today"
What the hell, what's a golden marmare...
Snow is happy to fill the plate surface with white.
At first, I make her change the black stone white so she can have the flowers.
"Lute, it's a game I made myself. Wow."
Snow thinks he's the dominant one and makes a statement that's on track.
Move your dog's ears perfectly.
"Ha, ha. Snow, I need to say something funnier if I'm going to tell a joke. You think I'm gonna lose this intelligent game to Snow, who can't even add up or deduct yet?
"Mmm, it feels nasty! Then if Lute loses, besides being a golden Marmar, I'll have one more order from Snow!
"I just want it. If I win, I'll moff my dog's ears and tail."
"Not dog ears, wolf! Snow is a white werewolf!
"Yes, yes, don't forget your promise."
'Pump' and forgive the angry snow, dropping his eyes on the plate. She turns the black comma into white, as usual, without thinking.
Snow misunderstands.
Reversi is the winner who eventually changed the color of the comma most.
It doesn't make sense to boast about the number of commas in the middle of the game.
Turn to counterattack where there is some increase in white stone.
Hold the corner and turn the white stone into black.
Snow can't change the color of the stone anymore because he's holding the corner.
Black dominates the plate surface in an instant.
"Uuuuuuuu... we lost"
"I honestly didn't expect to admit defeat. But don't forget about Moffmoff."
"Wow, I know.... I'll let you touch me at night, when I go to bed"
"Oh, wow."
Snow looks embarrassed, knocking down his dog ear and agreeing with his ascendancy.
The more this one lit up, the more adorable she looked.
(When you say it that way, you feel like you made a bit of a jerk promise...)
"What's wrong, Lute? Your face, it's red. Did you catch a cold?
"Yes, I don't like anything. Who's next?
Shake your head to drop your dirty thoughts and challenge the battle.
Snow swells his cheeks grumpy at the edge of his sight.
I couldn't think of a reason for that.
(Is it because you won too much in Reversi earlier? Then I'll give you a little more relief next time...)
I deal with two of the remaining races with that in mind.
Of course, like Snow, he prevailed.
After the battle, Snow and the others have asked me to lend them the reversi.
He's going to get stronger, knock me down, and make me play the pet part of the decency.
Heart-friendly, I lend Riversi to send salt to my enemies with pleasure.
They start practicing reversing in the middle of nowhere.
The following day Snow and the others have naturally challenged the Riversi battle.
I've only been practicing. My arms were up there, but I'm not the enemy.
I dared to choose Riversi because besides' easy to remember the rules', I was doing it!
I used to get enthusiastic about free board games when I was in high school and living alone and killing time because I didn't have any friends to play with.
Riversi is one of those people who did it, so much so that he thought seriously about going to the official game because he wasn't satisfied with his computer opponent for a while.
In the end, I didn't participate because I was afraid to meet someone I met...
There's no way that a four-year-old can beat me to the point where he practiced a little, and Snow and the others suffer a tragic loss.
He's a kid on the outside, but the contents are 31 this year!
Even if I hadn't, I wouldn't be weak enough to beat a kid!
... that, why not. The water's overflowing through my eyes.
He was challenged to battle for a few more days, but won all lightly.
Snow and the others also found it more fun to play within their peers than to compete with me with different strengths, and stopped trying after that.
After putting the kids to bed, Snow and the others are playing with reversi while the three of us alternate.
Reversi is even more popular with children our age is higher than ours.
I often saw him imitate the Reversi board I made, the comma, making and playing with his own.
Teacher Elle and her volunteer aunts also expressed interest and actually did it and gained positive reviews.
I guess it would have been nice if the rules were simple and anyone could play once they remembered.
Freed from the role of Snow and his pets, I once again encourage training in magic control.
It takes about thirty days to acquire the technique of moving magic as thin as a thread and quickly into your body in a straight line.
It was surprisingly easy to get used to.
There are a few more things I have noticed during the training period.
One is, 'From a mass of magic, pulling away shards of magic won't go away'.
Move the shards from the Magic Block to the right index finger.
Secondly middle finger, drug finger, pinky finger and in order.
Unless you release it out of your body, you will never consume it wherever you move it.
This technology is treasured if you want to temporarily enhance a part of your body.
For example, if you want to temporarily strengthen your right arm - just chisel three seconds from a mass of magic and move it to your right arm.
You can wrap your right arm around it with that magic.
The other is, 'The more power you wrap with magic, the more power you increase'.
But for that matter, the magic consumption is high.
If you want to enhance the more, you just need to use a little magic.
After some training in magic control, he also began researching & training the resistance.
The resistance also found, as a result of research, that deploying talented magicians in the air consumes a large amount of magic.
But when you stick your right arm out and create a resistance formation with your palm at the starting point, you can hold back a lot more magic consumption than just letting it out in the air.
Knowing this fact, I am stunned by the difference in absolute magic power between myself and people with more than B negative magic.
He/they use physical enhancement and resistance without any concern at all.
You can even use attack magic, so the talent difference is obvious.
Reminds me and dismays me of the prohibited magician basic classes.
To the fact that the wall of talent is overwhelmingly different.
He/she also fights in a way that suppresses magic consumption, assuming, of course, a long battle.
But because of the different amount of magic they had, he/she is saving money like lighting a candle on his/her toes, while he/she is happy to say, "I found it 100 yen cheaper than the supermarket just now."
Now I know exactly why those judged to be 'talentless' cannot be magicians above the B minus level.
The amount of magic is radically different.
For now, stick out your palm and you're enough to instantly create a resistance with the least amount of magic.
I run out of a year in this research and experimentation and practice.