Perfect new magician enrolls in a magic school in the world 1000 years later, the legendary strongest magician

"Phew..."

I get thirsty in the middle of the night, and I drink water in the dining room.

It's nice to say that there was real water and food.

Of course, it's because Cyrus is paying for his tuition.

All commemorative first day classes are over.

Some lectures that move the body like magic fundamentals and practical skills fundamentals, such as lectures on analysis and de-cursing against history and dark magic, were prepared in a truly wide variety of curricula.

There is only one thing that is said to be the highest magic school.

The magic school of my time was just a military school.

Now, take another nap...

And when I tried to get back to my room, I saw Dorothy go out.

What is it? At a time like this...)

It is quite suspicious to leave the dorm and sneak out in the middle of the night.

Let's go see!!

And find out what you're doing and grasp your weaknesses!!

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I thought Dorothy would sit on the bench in the square in front of the dorm and relax, but it seemed different and gradually headed towards the main building.

Is it possible that the teacher has called you? Or do you want to talk about it? No, but I don't have a teacher at this hour.

Strangely enough, I followed Dorothy gently.

Then, even the main building passes and goes further.

And we arrived at...

"Is this it?"

It was a empty square just between the main building and the library.

No one will come here for sure.

Dorothy stops in the middle of the square, looking around, making sure there's nobody there (well, I'm there).

I decided to observe secretly from the shade of the tree, even though I thought it was bad.

"... that's... that's..."

Don't say anything. Just a little closer.

"No, it's not like that... Loki is right. It makes no sense to receive it at this level. I'm angry with myself for not being able to say it back."

What is this, a daytime lecture?

"We need to practice more. I have no choice but to try. I have no talent. Try not to lose. Don't lose! Good luck to me!

Apparently Dorothy is holding a reflection meeting alone and keeps desperately inspiring herself.

Honestly...

Meet me outside at midnight with one bump and a reflection!

However, I may have mistaken Dorothy a little.

That prideful Dorothy is desperately trying.

He's been trying to do everything by himself since we met. And I had pride in it.

I'm sure that's all I've worked for.

So even if I hit the wall like this, I'm trying to get over it.

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Dorothy takes the ball out of the bag she brought.

Is that the one you used in the magic detection class? Did you borrow it from the teacher?

When Dorothy throws it in the right place, she circles around and stops in the right place.

Then start locating the ball like in the daytime.

--But you didn't know at all, and opened your eyes with a big sigh.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Dorothy starts figuring out what to do next with the bumps.

As expected, I can't let go of this anymore, and that's how I feel.

When I realized it, I came out of the shadow of the tree and headed towards Dorothy.

"Focus more...!? Hah!? Hey, why are you here?

Dorothy opens her eyes.

"No, I saw you leave the dorm."

"That's why I'm following you!? You're a real stalker! When I first met you, I came on my own.

Was it quite embarrassing to see Dorothy practicing alone, or was it frustrating to simply be followed by me again? Her face turned bright red and rolled up.

"Wow, I'm sorry, I'm so embarrassed..." What's going on lately? I can't imagine a lot from you who seems to have plenty of room before the exam. Too much haste. "

"... I know. That's about it myself. But I have to work harder. I can only handle the effort..."

"You don't have to underestimate yourself even though it's just begun." It's a Velvet patent. "

Yes, he's not very confident.

"Except for that kid. It's a mental problem. I can do it when I do it... I know what I've been watching. Unlike that, I thought something would change when I went to magic school, but in the end I just felt the difference with my surroundings.

I don't know how to react correctly to the weak Dorothy anytime soon.

"... hah. You were admitted to this school, weren't you? Don't say that. Because I'm talented, so is school."

"I hate the word talent the most."

Dorothy's eyes looked seriously at me.

"What, you don't like it that much? I've been told so many times, but..."

"I'm not going with you at all..."

"No? Then tell me. I don't know if you can tell me."

Dorothy stares at me.

"Why should I tell you?"

"I don't have a reason, but if you don't want to..."

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Well, you won't tell me.

It's because it's so drowsy.

But Dorothy has betrayed my expectations in a good way.

"Well, if you just want to talk a little..."

I'm surprised...

Maybe he wanted someone to ask him.

I sit there and talk to Dorothy.

"My parents were overprotective... to keep me from feeling negatively about magic."

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"Still, my magician guide, who felt pitiful for me and wanted my parents to praise me, worked very hard to teach me. I worked so hard... that I could finally use magic to keep my breasts open. But what do you think my parents said when they saw it?

"Good luck with that?" It's like the moon. "

Dorothy shakes her head.

"'Even though you were so talented, have you ever been lazy? That's right. As a child, I wondered what these people had really seen."

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You can get rid of your talent in one word even if you don't recognize your efforts.

I've always been told that I'm talented, but this means a lot different.

But Dorothy did her best and wanted her parents to admit it. It would have been an unimaginable shock for a child to throw away his parents' talents.

"It's not over-protected..." I didn't see Dorothy properly, my parents. I was indifferent. "

"... It's pretty tough for you to say. But you're right. So, work hard. That's the only way. At the same time as I regretted it, I was glad that even though I was still considered talented, I admitted it. It's a reversal of my parents' expectations, actually. What I thought I was able to do, I thought it would be natural for my parents to do it from the beginning. That's why I'll have to try so I don't betray my expectations."

Dorothy's face was not filled with sorrow.

This determination is the backbone of keeping her in check.

And this is what happens to magicians' houses?

I'm so scared that magic comes first. I'm so glad I was born into a normal family.

But I didn't know what Dorothy was saying.

I think we have to try.

No one knows what talent is and what effort is.

Just because Dorothy needed more effort than anyone else... doesn't mean she doesn't have talent.

Are you talented the sooner you bear fruit?

If it blooms late, isn't it a talent, an effort?

Is it talent you can do without trying?

The talented one doesn't try?

I know you hate the word "talent."

Well, I'm a 100% talented man.

"--hah, what did I say to you?"

Dorothy hangs on her head.

"But... it might have been a little easier. Ah, thank you.

I can't leave you alone anymore.

Recent resentment seems to have been toward a lack of effort on the part of parents who are not answering their expectations of being talented.

Well, my own magic isn't going to excel anymore, and this kind of thing is okay sometimes.

This has been happening since Yufi.

"I see. All right, let's do it!

Dorothy listens to me with a decent face.

And when you chew my words for a while, your face gradually strengthens.

"-What? Wait, what are you talking about? Did you hear me?

"So you practice magic detection, right? I'll help you."

"Hah!?