The Little Duchess’ Home Tutor

The fox's toddler keeps sleeping in bed.

I can't let go of my right hand with my little arms in my arms.

With my left hand, I read a little bit of her lab records. [M]

It was delivered in a box that was placed beside the bed.

It was probably written hundreds of years ago, but it feels as if it was used until yesterday.

- I finished reading the page.

When rolled, a horrible scarlet cipher. It happens every page. In difficulty, it is far more sophisticated than the bookkeeping the other day, solved by the school director, the professor.

I get zero honest praise.

"... you were a big man, weren't you? Well, I don't know what you're doing."

"What the hell! I don't want a man stealing experimental records stained with human blood and sweat telling me!!

... I have an illusion. I'm reading through it.

Decrypt the page and watch the floating magic ceremony.

"Beautiful. From now on, I don't know about exquisite magic ceremonies."

'Isn't it? Right?? More, more, no compliments!!!

…………

Gently activate the magic of avoiding evil spirits.

Break through instantly. Immediately second line. Once again, breakthrough.

- After a few dozen or so repetitions, it became a hassle, so I stop.

Signs of anger. Around, deep red crystals splash.

'............... you're right, yeah, yeah. Nice work! Can we just burn him down right now?

"You don't have that kind of power anymore, do you? You are leftover. It's okay, we'll leave when this girl wakes up."

'............... who are you really?' The key 'should have killed us all in that war.'

"Come on, I want to know for myself. Just."

Close the experimental record and throw it in the air.

For some reason, it borrows just a grain of magic from a connected toddler and manifests an eight-wing 'firebird'. Leave no dust, make it disappear.

"!? What are you doing..."

"Mandatory restraint strategy magic formula against real grand magic, not maggy stuff. This is something the world doesn't need. That's what you know best. … I cannot bear all the thoughts and grief of your being forced to develop such a substitute. Although."

A young girl who sleeps happily - gently strokes the head of the great magic Thunderfox. A little, twitchy, quick smile.

I smile, too, and raise my gaze.

Standing in front of you, tell the phantom of a girl with scarlet hair, who would have been the greatest magician in human history.

"For me, this kid's smile is everything. I still grow up well. [M] I'll keep my word. Well, even more so if that's a promise to the dead. Dear Linaria Aetherhart, one of the greatest magicians in human history?

'............... you're a weird guy. He's so weird. Oh, so - Allen, what a name. Speaking of which, I feel the atmosphere is similar'

"No beast ears and tails, but I'm a werewolf."

'... right. Maybe it is. Uh-huh!

The girl reached out both ways.

Sara, the phantom breaks down and becomes light.

Niyali, opened his laughing mouth.

"Bye. At the end of the day, I didn't think I'd run into a freak like you.... It was the worst life I've ever had, but if it's over, it's all good! You guys can't do anything about your time!

"I'll take care of it one by one.... I will burn down the material here. Don't worry."

"Mm, thanks. At the end of the day, I'll advise you - you're an extraordinary woman in distress. I've seen all sorts of heroes, but one of them is picky. Congratulations."

"... disappear straight away. I'll leave when I wake up."

"Beh."

The look of the girl with her tongue out, the room fills with light.

- Soft feel on the lips.

"... goodbye. Atra, please. - Allen."

Slowly, consciousness awakens.

Warmth in your right hand.

When I see it, the toddler girl is hugging me with both arms.

My eyes only opened for a moment.

Reach out your left hand and scratch your little head around.

"Ko La"

♪

The young girl jumped up and hugged me.

Keep moving cleverly. Stick to your back.

♪

"Morning. Well, did you sleep?

"Oh well. All right, let's get some fruit and water and get out of here."

"Yeah, I am. You too."

…………

The big eyes of the young lady peeking into me grew bigger, and the tears dropped zero.

I look by the bed as I stroke my head with my left hand.

There, there's no box.

Is that a dream?

- Draw a light magic ceremony with your right hand.

That of the eight-winged 'Firebird' I used in my dreams.

"... apart from that, it's a little tedious. Well, let's make it a souvenir for him. Definitely angry -... so, hopefully. Worst case scenario, let's assume abduction"

"It's okay. Because Lydia is so sweet and a little weak. But if I was being a bad boy, I might be sentenced to a hug all the time?

A young girl stepped out of me and stood tall. "Good boy! 'Apparently.

Pomp your head, and tap gently.

"Right. You're a good boy."

♪

"Okay, so let's make good on our promise to Linaria - Atra, will you help me?

…………

The toddler stopped moving and stared at me.

Again, large tears accumulated in his eyes, quietly zeroing off.

I've been reaching for my little hand, so I'll reach for your right, too.

- I put my fingers together, and I grabbed it.

Quiet, quiet whispers.

How much thought was put into it?

"- Yeah. Atra, Allen, I like it"

"Thanks"

Smile.

We must save this child. At the convenience of people, this child who has been locked up and hurt by herself for hundreds of years.

... no matter what.

Magic connects. Magic that cannot be held by people. This must be one end of the world at the earliest.

Atra turns a happy grin.

"Right. I feel like I'll be seeing Linaria soon.... I have a problem with that personality."

"Become! That's where I almost rejoiced in tears of tears".... I have an illusion. Don't, don't. Raise your left hand high.

- The color of the rest is deep red as blood. An eight-winged 'Firebird' descended.

No, no, it's awesome.

Is this... real flame attribute extreme magic?

Turn your gaze to Atra. Nod at each other.

Speak another word at all costs and release 'Firebird'.

"Farewell. Legendary Lady Mage................ Your grief and thoughtlessness, indeed, I did receive it. Leave everything to me later. My name is Allen. He who honors his promise to the dead."