What Lilia said about magic, which can be synonymous with other worlds, doesn't mesh with what Crowe is talking about right now. Ms Lilia said it was difficult to master magic and it would take months at the earliest. But Crowe said it was masterable in just a few days. Neither of them feels like they were lying...

"Kate, can I see that book for a second?

"Huh? Yeah."

Crowe has asked me the same question, and I've said I'd like to take a look at the primer I had. When he hands the book over for no particular reason to say no, Crowe reads it in a piecemeal fashion.

"Oh, Naruto - this is how people's magic instruction was done... it does take a while"

"Does that mean people study the wrong way?

"Yeah? No, I think you're doing great. It's just this. You're saying you're going to grow a magician who can make magic tools? I think it's going to take a while because it feels like remembering with theory."

"Yeah? It kinda makes sense..."

Crowe seemed convinced of something, but honestly, I wasn't sure. Crowe then closes the book and smiles adorably at it before explaining it to me.

"If you just want to activate magic, you can only grasp the feeling of moving magic... for example -"

"Ooh... the book is floating"

"Yeah. I just floated with magic, but to this extent, if you can move a bit of magic regardless of people or demons, you can just imagine. But it gets a little complicated when I think about making magic equipment that can do the same thing."

"Hmm."

"A magic tool is a way to write a surgical formula into a demonic crystal, so when you try to do the same thing as this... with a technique that specifies the object, a technique that floats the object, a technique that adjusts the height, and a switch between activation and termination - does this look like it?

Many lines of glowing letters float up in the air with Chro's description, turning it into a magic formation so that it circles. Something magical when you look at it this way.

"This is the difference between using magic sensibly and magic theoretically. Look, kite, you know, it's easy to move your hands, right? But don't you find it hard when they tell you to write down that principle in theory?

"... to completion, indeed..."

"For us demons, basic magic is commonplace, it feels like we only study if we want to use magicians or something more complicated and powerful... for people, I guess it feels like a child who can use magic can also make magic equipment. I guess that's why you're studying with theory - if you say it sounds like a serious person."

It is easy to understand the explanation for the completion process and the chrome. I'm sure humans say there's something complicated to think about.

It may not be that either is correct when it comes to it, but that it is only a cultural difference. As Lilia said during the day, it is a kind of profession and expert for people to be able to use magic. But for the Demons, magic is commonplace, and only scientists who study it in depth feel professional.

"Well, this study won't be in vain. I think you'll need a solid theory if you want to use superior magic or something, and I think you'll be able to make magic implements if you remember this because you're a good theorist."

"Uh-huh, but there's something about wanting to use magic quickly."

"So I'll tell you what?

"Huh?"

I know you say theory is important, but I knew it was a different world around the corner, and I feel strongly about using magic. If I don't want to make a magic tool, when I hear that simple magic can be used in a short period of time, my desire really leans towards you.

With that in mind, Crowe suggests with a smile on his face.

"The theory is that you can study with that book or something, and the sensation is that I'll teach you. I still think I can do a lot of magic, don't I?

"... okay?

That's a very grateful offer to be honest, but at the same time there are parts of me that I find horrible. I mean, I think Crowe is definitely quite knowledgeable about magic. Well, at least as things stand, I'm jumping through this other world. It's a level where you can't take all sorts of things out of your coat, create magic equipment to search for people that come to mind, or fly through the sky.

"Fine - I like you, Kate, and I'll tell you what I can teach you."

"Oh, thank you"

A smile caged in straightforward favors that won't be wrapped up. I don't know what the hell you liked about me, Crowe treats me favorably if he does it against me. Of course, the current situation is overwhelmingly swinging, but I can feel wonderful and reassured when I talk to Crowe, and most importantly, there are parts that I feel comfortable with.

Well, I don't know what to say, I still say man too... I can say that my actual age is far older, and it illuminates me when I can be so straight in favor of a pretty girl.

Just at the same time, aren't I actually a lollicon? and weird fears come to mind. Yes, no, no! I'm not a lolicon!? It's just me so far and I'm confused that I haven't had the experience of being nostalgic like this!!

Knowing or not such a grip on my mind, Crowe starts mentoring with a nicotine smile, as usual.

"The first, then, is a preliminary step. It's from the way you treat magic. Kate, do you know what it's like to be a magician?

"No, I don't know"

"Yeah, well, I've lived in a world that has nothing to do with magic before, and it's not weird, is it? Well, hey..."

"Huh!?

That being said, when Crowe spins his fingers at me, I feel my body twitching warmth surrounded by light.

"Now I've wrapped Kite's body with my magic that I can see... what does it feel like?

"Uh-huh. It's like you're soaking in warm water...... feels warm?

"Yeah. That feeling is important. That will be the basic condition for using magic. Keep moving a little bit today and make sure you remember what it's like to be magical!

Dear Mother, Father - I have a magic teacher in another world. But I'm not - I'm not a lollicon.

Time goes back a little, in a building with a demonic realm.

A demon clan wearing a ritual mask made of bones and feathers approaches Chromeaina, who was relaxing and watching the demons celebrate the New Year.

"Dear Chrome, I have received an invitation from the Kingdom of Symphonia"

"Yeah? Invitations...... of what?

Chromeaina looks back with a fundamentally strange face as she throws Baby Castella into her mouth.

"You belong to a party celebrating the New Year. Perhaps this year's introduction to the role of the brave..."

"New Year's?... Why did you send them only this year? Have you ever been out before?

"No, you don't. Perhaps, but not because Master Chrome visited the King a while ago?

Kromeeina is a demonic tribe and basically spends the New Year in the form of the demonic world as well. Therefore, I have never attended a party held on the 4th day of the New Year in various countries before, and I have never sent an invitation to anyone in the world to understand it.

But this year, an invitation has been sent rarely, and the cause is probably due to a recent visit to the castle at the request of King Sinfonia, the Masked Demons say.

"... I just happened to be nearby ~"

"Oh, with that said, you went to buy jam. Did you get good stuff?

"Yeah, it goes well with baby castella with good sweetness"

"Ho ho, that's more than anything."

Hearing the words of Chromeeina, who gladly tells, the masked demon clan nods again and again that it is happy as if it were its own thing.

"... and what will happen to your response?

"I'm not interested, so don't participate."

"Ha, I guess"

And look sideways at the luxurious invitation with the insignia of the Sinfonia King offered once again, and Cromueina says she's not entirely interested. The Masked Demon Clan also knew the response, and nodded without any particular doubt.

"But once you see the role of brave man this year, too, right?

"Wouldn't you be interested this year - I found my" favorite "child..."

"Oh no, that's... you're in luck, I didn't know Master Chrome would see you dye it"

"Yes, yes! It's been a really long time! I came freaking out at first sight - you feel destined!

Transforming from his previously uninteresting expression, Kromeeina smiles with a full face. The masked demons look smiling at Kromeeina, who is in a good mood to understand if she likes her opponent too much.

"I will now respond that I am not participating"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm obsessed with her now, so I'm not interested in anything else."

"As Chrome wills..."

"Oh, and... will you write to 'Shiro'?

"Dear 'Shalovanal'? I'm awed, what would you write?

Hearing the name CromEina gave her mouth, the masked demon tribe gives her a slightly surprising look. There is only one person CromEina calls by that nickname. It is so present that we call it state by state, at least for the masked demon tribe, it can be said that it exists on the cloud.

"It's easy - because I think Shiro would know just by saying," I want to bless Kate. "

"... awed"

The masked demon clan nods with deep surprise at what Kromeina has told him.

Always at that time, Kromeeina, who was sleeping on a luxurious sofa, wakes up Gabba much more vigorously.

"Ha!? Kite, I think you're calling for me! It's coming out a little bit."

"Huh? Oh, yes. Welcome..."

Chromeaina disappears after being wrapped in a quick or black light, and only the slightly bewildered masked demons remain on the spot.

A little while later, a knight wearing a pitch-black armor approaches upon such a masked demon clan.

"Oh? What about Master Chrome?

"Oh Lord 'Noin'... Anything, I think I'm calling Kaitkun..."

"Kaitkun? Oh, you've become a favorite of Master Chrome's."

Hearing the words of the masked demon tribe speaking in a blatant manner, the knight of pitch-black, called Noine, nods in a convincing manner.

"No, you look like you really like it... asking Master Sharovanal to bless you or something..."

"Blessings of Master Shalovanal!? I'll ask you again for something awesome. That's Chromium-sama, or what do you say..."

"The otherworlds are so difficult..."

"... Well, it's like being sure to swing when Master Chrome likes it... 'Even when I'm here', so..."

Before he knew it, he realized that the outer moat was a tremendous thing, and the masked demon tribe and Noyne sighed pitifully at the happy man... imagine his future, when the word free run would swing to the Lord like he was walking in clothes...