Kenshi o Mezashite Nyūgaku Shitanoni Mahō Tekisei 9999 Nandesukedo!?

Laura is in the process of being taken to a year-long classroom in magic by Emilia Ackland.

This year, there are forty-three entrants in the Warrior discipline. Thirty-nine magic disciplines.

That turned into forty-two and forty thanks to Laura being transferred.

Either way, it's for one class, and that seems to be the same as usual year.

Emilia said that during the morning when Laura had passed out, she had guided the school building to the admissions ceremony and had also finished introducing herself.

And the lunch break passes, and the afternoon class begins now.

It's hard being framed for skipping lunch, but for that matter, let's eat more at night. The school cafeteria should have been free.

"I'm going to go to the training hall this afternoon to see what everyone's capable of, but before I do, I'm going to have Laura introduce herself."

"Yes. By the way... am I, after all, a magic discipline all along?

"That's right. Don't you like it?"

I don't like it - and Laura tried to assure him.

Naturally.

He applied to the Warrior discipline and passed the exam.

That's the day of the admissions ceremony, and suddenly I'm reluctant to decide to move to a magic discipline.

But the words I was told earlier in the infirmary catch me oddly.

Even magic is not bad.

That's what she said.

clichés that I would immediately forget if someone else's words. But Laura had never met someone she wasn't that good at.

But my father and mother should have paid tuition in anticipation of Laura entering the Warrior discipline.

Yet if I entered the magic department, wouldn't it be a scam?

"Um, will your father and mother forgive you? Enrollment fees, tuition, you can rub..."

"That's okay. Because this school. Because it operates on the state budget alone. I mean, it's free. Your parents didn't pay for school, they didn't pay tuition."

"Oh, did you?

"And the philosophy of the school is to develop the talents of young people. This point. I mean, not educating you about magic is against the school philosophy. Transferring disciplines at the discretion of the school side has happened before, and it's written in the contract. I don't think you've read it."

There's no way Laura, nine, is reading a contract or anything. I didn't know it existed in the first place.

Didn't my parents even read about it when I was bad?

Most of all, even if I had perused the contract, I wouldn't have imagined that Laura would be transferred to a magic discipline.

"... what happens if I say I really don't like magic?

"That's hard... if you were a more normal student, you might have had hope. But your magical aptitude is all9999. Highest in the history of observation. This school is paying attention to you right now. Every teacher thinks about how to grow that talent and go. Including me. Hey, please, trust us, take a class in magic. Magic is fun, isn't it? If you actually do it and still really don't like it, talk to me again then. So yeah."

Emilia says something similar to a woman in the infirmary.

Well, maybe it's fun.

I don't deny it there.

But the most fun part is the sword.

Laura has only lived nine years, but I know about that.

No, I found out. I'm just curious?

Actually, if I tried magic, I'd go out, like it?

That's not true. While I think.

Fine. If that's all I'm saying, why don't we go out with him?

"... ok. For one thing, it is. For one thing, we're going into magic."

"Thank you, Mr. Laura! Nice to meet you today."

"... Yes. Best regards,"

And Laura walked into a magic class.

I had decided at this time that I could not be tamed here.