My Parasite Skill System

So she isn't a fraud. Although like I often say: but still.

I told her and I told her. Complaining and complaining. Over and over again. This isn't what I want to do. Nobody wants me to do that. This isn't fun. This is the opposite of fun. This is boring.

Aside from promising me that the adventuring would be soon possible for me and that she would do her utmost best to get me a good team of her others minions (I think she took me for her minion, yes) she didn't do anything.

I had to be patient, according to her. This is what she wanted for me. An education. A proper education. And that's also about what would make me super strong in the future.

I could say, 'no' to her all I wanted, but this didn't constitute a good enough argument.

That, and there was also the fact that my most respected uncle also was very pleased with this. With me getting an education that most people can't even afford for themselves.

This school was pricey and of the greatest quality. There would be fun times in this great magic school, too, by the way, if I waited only for a bit.

And like I said, Old Sipping was happy with me going there. Shouldn't you strive your best for your old uncle, Emerald????? That's what she said. All these question marks also were hers.

She would go like this, 'So, so, are you sure you want to quit like this, hmmm, my little Emerald?????' with the same amount of question marks and insistence.

Well. That was that. She didn't even know how I'd met with Old Sipping. So I figured she shouldn't say anything about this, but well.

I was just a kid and didn't know best for myself.

But anyhow, I'm repeating myself but–what brought me here?

The past, the past.

It was the past that brought me here.

I've mentioned we're on my first month anniversary, right. Well, a bit after it … and you missed it, yes, but it's cool.

That isn't even important, and the fact is just: I'm thirty-three days old, now.

And when I got into this Rinceville City I only was about a week old.

Meaning three weeks have gone by.

And so far, I've only been following the guide. So what was happening before all this? I was following the guide.

My quest being related to the human princess.

It was a matter of following her … to her apartments, presumably … and get all comfy with her. Word by word, that is that.

So I've followed the instructions. That was what I knew to do best. So I did that, naturally.

And doing just that, I got into her apartments.

What would be after that?

Well, I was asked to get all comfortable … and so I did!

I did, and I fell asleep, without even intending to.

So that was that.

I woke up, eventually–but then I was to be told off.

Why? No, not 'why was I being told off,' rather, why had I been following her up to her own apartments?–she scolded me.

I did try to explain it was about the quests and whatnot … but no can do; she wouldn't listen to me.

It was dangerous, she said. What if someone had found me here with her? And it wasn't actually 'that,' the problem, but something different.

This place was a forbidden place to me. I shouldn't be in the area. And even following this invisible force I pretended to be following (this was according to her) I shouldn't have gone here. This was dangerous, she insisted and repeated.

Well, I was told off–and that was that.

Eventually, I had to go out.

And the quest? Well, don't mention that either. I couldn't even get it done that day–such a shame. Such a shame, yes, because even so far, I couldn't have taken care of it.

During the whole week that followed, I was just with Old Sipping and the elven princess.

She took two days before she finally woke up–and it brought me about happiness.

So I was busy with her and busy with Old.

The two days that occurred before that wouldn't do either; no, no.

The human princess was too much busy with her royalty buddies, she told me herself.

So I couldn't have the quest done, unluckily.

But then again: that was that. Life did go on.

During the week before school, Old Sipping handled the monster and the elven princess.

Me and old got to explain to Leafana everything she wasn't aware of because of her absence.

Old then taught me and Leafana many things.

Among which, and that was only being taught to me, manners and conventions. I was requiring learning that in the place I'd be frequenting.

He then taught me other things I didn't care about.

Then again, some boring useless stuff not worth mentioning.

The same stuff again.

And at some point–this was worth mentioning–he taught me how to handle my mana.

It was rapid and straightforward. I needed this above all else. Otherwise, people, keen people, just like the human princess (she was keen even though weak, that was weird) would find me out, assault, and discriminate against me for being what I am.

Mana was streaming in any being. To anyone who had a consistent enough quantity and natural proficiency, that was to say talent, with mana, that was only natural.

Also, in beginners and novices, before they are actually taught to regulate it and how to conserve it, it naturally always flew out of one's body, leaking out that way.

This was weird, but this was a natural phenomenon. Old told me this wasn't weird. And I repeated that it was. Letting me be right, he got down to the task of teaching me this on behalf of the human princess.

It was quite simple. In a few days of practice

The rest of the time from then on, we spent together, me, the elven princess, and Old Sipping, playing about games and relating ourselves stories.

We were just being casual and happy. And I didn't know about Old and my elven princess, but to me, it was mostly because I was looking forward to adventuring in a few days from then.

That, I truly was.

Looking forward to fun, looking forward to fun, looking forward to fun … over and over again.

I could go about repeating it as much as I wanted–it would never be enough to describe it.

–But then the great deception arrived.

–But then the magic school opened its gate to us.