Succubus-san’s Life in Another World

It is difficult to say that nothing has happened, but the entrance ceremony has been successfully completed, and the college is on the normal class schedule. Even so, freshmen will be bored for a while because they will be classes where they said they would check the class content and review the magic basics.

Nevertheless, this period will be a very important one. They should be making connections with the superiors and teachers of each faction or fighting for power within the same class. This is a time that cannot be neglected because this period will remain influential all year round.

Naturally, we teachers will remain the same and will run for the expansion of our employers' sons and factions. It's not just freshmen, they can't neglect their classmates, so they have busy days.

And yet, why is something like this on my desk?

"Dr. Hender, this is?

"Ha, Dr. Herman. He's the chairman's son. There's no stopping me from doing more than the dean's autograph."

"…… it's a big hassle."

There were two things on my desk: a permit to use the training ground, and a supervisory instruction certificate. They have to supervise the training of the students at this busy time. That college director is in trouble, too. Until now, the puppet of the head teacher, who is a second prince, now seems to have become the sesame sleigh of the White Lord Iglesio. Neither is good for me, the First Prince, but it was still easier to remain a puppet if I was to bring trouble.

"I was supposed to have dinner with class A students today..."

"It's an enviable story. It's a story I can't relate to a class D person like myself."

"If it's something I can replace, I want it to change. It's expensive food, but I can't afford to enjoy the flavor."

When it comes to eating, it's like showing off power and financial power. Show off valuable condiments and report which houses have joined the umbrella. If you want me to grip the gold, poke the weakness, and show a little bit of sweetness, they'll put up a traitor's rettel.

Children attending college on boulders alone do not come up with backing money or stories of political injustice, but they are sometimes shown the brutality of being a child. The teacher history was long there, and I finally got up to the position of Class A, but I honestly don't want to see much of it.

If I didn't go to the training ground more than I had a supervisory instruction certificate, it would be taken as a problematic act, and if I canceled the dinner party, that would give them offensive material. I'd like to attend a dinner party because I can at least be late, but would that lily or whatever chairman student admit that?

Melancholy, I recommend walking to the training ground. The usage start time on the license has already passed, but the training is for an apprentice magician. It won't be a big deal, and there won't be any problems with it somewhat late.

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"What is this...? What are you doing?

Unexpectedly a question pops out of my mouth. Five people are in the training ground. Lily, a presidential passing student, Taybert, a Boardwin family son who is alleged to be the son of fire, Ulania, who has somehow enrolled as a magician even though she is reported to be "The Dawn of Illness," Solarima, an Ormos family maiden who rarely shows up at parties and such when she says she is a First Prince Scarf. Then perhaps one girl, someone's maid of honor, is holding back.

What they're doing is definitely hitting it inside and saying ball games. It's supposed to be a play where one person enters the circle drawn on the ground and the other three hit the person in the circle while turning the ball.

But what they're doing is clearly deviating from children's play. First, there's something wrong with the ball. It's disguised to look like a normal ball, but it's super advanced magic equipment. Even though he doesn't know how much it would cost just to fake it in the first place, the contents are obviously strange.

The three of us outside the circle are turning the ball, but each of them seems to be doing it with magic, and the ball has changed into various shapes, such as wrapping the fire, wrapping the wind, wrapping the water. It should require considerable magic control to remove the magic from the previous person at a slight time of turning the ball and apply its own magic. Should I just call it a Class A student who is doing it all the time?

But notably, Lily, the girl in the circle. The ball that is turned around is naturally thrown in by the girl inside. They fly with the nature of the magic received in advance. Instantly remove the magic inside and throw it back at the person outside with another magic.

This is clearly disabling the equivalent of offensive magic, unlike the outside act you are doing while thinking about your opponent, who is turning the ball. Honestly, if it's just from the point of view of magic control, it makes me wonder if I don't have it other than the wise guys, such as teaching that girl. At least there's nothing I can teach you.

"Sola! Control is sweet! Tebby! Too much magic, you're getting rough! Urania! You're too lost! Narrow it down to one attribute!

Furthermore, Lily is flying to provide accurate guidance to the three of them outside. She knows exactly what I can tell from the field, washes out the problems, and even fixes them. If I'm bad, she might be better than me as an educator.

"Is this the magician the Iglesio family really hired……"

If we can take her into the First Prince, we can't help but think so, but the Iglesio family is the only special device that can ignore the royal life. No, I can't do the house. But she's still a kid. Wouldn't she alone be able to take it in...?

I was relieved that I had just enough excuses to cancel the dinner party for now.