𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟒: 𝐀𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬
Well, I have a half-day off this afternoon.
I wake up earlier than usual and head to the courtyard of the dormitory.
There are already people swinging swords and running, though they are sparse.
I resume my daily training.
From flexibility exercises to falling practice, shrimp.
It’s very easy because there’s a lawn. It hurts when I do it on the ground.
Everyone looks puzzled, but it’s not a problem.
I’m used to it at home.
I’m in trouble.
There’s no good rock.
I create a wall with magic in a place where it won’t be in the way.
I punch it until time’s up, occasionally practicing kicks.
I see. If I slack off for a while, I can tell.
Maybe it’s time to wrap up.
I crush the wall (physically), heal my crushed beans, and wipe off my sweat.
When I look up, all the dormitory students were looking at me from the dormitory windows.
Damn. From tomorrow, I’ll punch the wall quietly.
🔹𝙰𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎s.𝚌𝚘𝚖 ― 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 “𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜” 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜🔹
I hurry back to my room.
I have the maids wipe my body.
Tomorrow’s day off is supposed to be a day out in town with everyone.
Everyone is in casual clothes.
. . .I’ll pass on the gray coat.
Tomorrow, I have to sell weapons at the weapon shop and turn them into money to play. . .
Alright, it’s steel ronda in the afternoon!!
I sneak through the school gate, say goodbye to the loli, and head to the classroom.
🩴
“Ugh~ Classroom, classroom.”
I, who am now running at full speed in search of a classroom, am a very ordinary boy attending a magic school.
If I had to point out a difference, it would be that I’m interested in alchemy.
My name is Otto.
So, I came to the schoolyard on my way to school.
When I looked, there was a young man sitting on the bench.
Uho! Might-senpai. (Ha)
As I was thinking that, the boy suddenly started unbuttoning his coat right in front of my eyes. . .!
🩴
“Haedecker-sama, I have prepared the promised magic ink for you.”
“Ah, thank you, Might-senpai. Did you make the deadline?”
“Yes, I submitted it yesterday and got a pass. . . I’m sorry, I stayed up all night to finish it, so I went straight home and went to bed.”
“Congratulations. Honestly, it wouldn’t have been a problem even if it was next week, but was it okay?”
“Yes, I had a class today that I absolutely had to attend. I’m glad I was able to deliver it on the way.”
I see, it’s an alchemy class. . . Honestly, that sounds interesting too. . .
“Might-senpai, may I also participate in that class?”
“Eh? You’ll have to ask Fran-sensei about that. . .”
“Oh, don’t worry. I have permission from the principal to attend any class.”
“Eh? What do you mean?”
“Well, it should be fine. Let’s go to the alchemy class.”
I store the jar of magic ink and take Might-senpai to the alchemy class.
When I enter the classroom, it’s somewhat dim.
It’s a classroom with a somewhat rundown impression. It’s strange, the structure should be no different from the magic class.
“Ah, you can sit anywhere you like. There’s no assigned seating.”
“Yes, .”
I sit next to Might-senpai. I look around the classroom, the seats are empty and for some reason all the students sitting down look pale.
The bell rings for the start of class and after a while the classroom door opens.
Fran-sensei comes in. She’s wearing a light-colored dress with a teacher’s coat, different from before.
“Hi there. Let’s start the class~, if you’re not here, please raise your hand~.”
No, that’s impossible. I retort in my mind.
“Um, so. . . Oh? I see a new face? Please introduce yourself.”
I stand up from my seat and answer as I was pointed out.
“I’m Otto von Haedecker from the Magic Class, I have permission from the principal to attend any class freely. I’m a novice, but I look forward to your guidance.”
“Eh? Oh, really.”
Fran-sensei flips through a few pages of the roster and nods in understanding.
“Um, let’s start the class. Yesterday we learned the basics of magic letters, so we’ll start with the basics of enchantment, which is the application.”
Hmm. It seems that magic circles are some kind of flowchart program.
It seems that magic letters are carved and described in a certain order,
There seems to be a description similar to a declaration statement in a program.
However, it doesn’t seem to be able to have a nested structure like C language.
This is going to be a long description. . .
After all, it’s close to a sequencer-like repetitive program.
There’s no interruption, no watchdog.
We need a 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐓 to stop the runaway. . .
“. . .So, for the rest of the time, submit some kind of enchanted tool for today’s attendance credit. Make something in an hour~.”
“Alright!!”
Might-senpai is spreading some tools out of his bag on the desk.
“Um, Might-senpai? What are you doing?”
“Oh, if I don’t submit the assignment for the lecture within the deadline, I won’t get the credit.”
“I see. . .”
“Otto-kun, you should submit something too~♪. Otherwise, I’ll give you a penalty.”
That’s harsh, Fran-sensei.
Won’t it be too late for lunch?
So, I take out a copper mug and assemble a monostable multivibrator circuit on the surface. . .
No, that’s unstable, I’ll make a vibration circuit with two different oscillation numbers, that should be fine even with low oscillation.
I set the parameters to resonate at about 50Khz.
Yeah, the amplitude is good too.
I fill it with water using magic and pass the magic through.
The water ripples nicely.
“Teacher, I’m done~.”
I raise my hand on the spot.
“Wow, that was quick? What did you make~?”
Being pointed out as fast by a woman is related to the crotch.
But nobles don’t panic.
“Ah, it’s a. . . no, a ring cleaning machine??”
“Huh? What happens to the ring?”
“Please put the ring in here.”
“??”
Fran-sensei takes off her ring and drops it into the mug.
“I’ll pass the magic through.”
A high-frequency hum is generated and the water ripples. The water becomes cloudy around the ring.
“Stop the magic and rinse it with water to clean it.”
“What!!!”
Fran-sensei is surprised and retorts.
“Um. . . magic?”
“No!! Not that!! What’s the reason?”
Well, it’s just a glasses cleaning machine, isn’t there anything surprising?
“No, no. The power of magic cleans the dirt.”
“Not that!! I understand the magic!! Why does the dirt come off!!”
What was it? Microbubble? Isn’t the explanation difficult?
I inadvertently tilt my head.
“Ah! Why!! Why does this happen?”
Fran-sensei is tearing her hair out.
Teacher, you should take better care of your hair or you’ll regret it later.
“Huh? The power of bubbles?”
“Bubbles!! How!!!”
The lunch chime rings.
“Fran-sensei, it’s lunchtime, may I leave? I will submit this as my submission.”
I leave the classroom, leaving Fran-sensei muttering and searching the mug.
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