Perfect new magician enrolls in a magic school in the world 1000 years later, the legendary stronges

Starting overnight from the celebration, the next day.

Yufi and Kuro, who were here to cheer me up, left after celebrating me.

I haven't seen Zodiac or Cyrus since we talked that day. Apparently, it is not a lie that everyone is busy.

The two Zodiacs who were visiting Rio were a little curious about what they told the leader when they left. I hope I didn't resent you just for winning.

The next few days, things around me were pretty noisy.

There were surprisingly many opportunities to be heard again about rookie fights, such as interviews with newspapers on campus (who first learned about their existence) and interviews with newcomer fights features in magazines specializing in magic.

Sometimes it was such a high-profile event, but in addition to that, there was also the fact that I was unmarked this year, and it seemed like there was quite a fever.

It was troublesome to buy extra objections from around me, so I decided to keep the interview simple.

From now on, every time something happens, it turns to the side that gets noticed, and it looks like I'm going to pull my leg somehow in the future.

Not only was there nothing out there that raised my awareness, but there was also a clear jump in awareness in school after the game.

From other classes and previous grades, there were many opportunities to be seen as jirojiro every time I crossed paths, and sometimes I was spoken to.

Especially from Yunfe, she was greeted with "good morning," and for some reason, she always encountered it once a day.

It is certainly troublesome that my awareness has increased, but it is my appreciation as a magician that has caused me more pain than that.

Until now, it goes without saying that it has changed a lot compared to the pre-war period due to the fact that my strength as a magician was slightly revealed at the tournament.

From now on, the teachers told me to take my classes a little more seriously, and Loki and Len started telling me to stop playing tricks when I made out with each other.

Well, I deserve it, but to be honest, it's a little troublesome.

Fortunately, the students on campus weren't as noisy as they were about Rio.

At the time of the match, there were many spectators who viewed it quite critically, but it was only mostly outdoors.

On the other hand, for those who were trying to do the most magic until they came to London, the view was that the game was not too noisy to pick up. Everyone seemed to understand that there was such a struggle.

It feels a little dramatic, or this person is scared... It seems like there are people who are close, but that's just about as good.

The party's Riol has recovered.

It looks like he's back in class now, and he's doing pretty well.

We haven't met yet, but we'll see each other soon anyway.

The days went by like this.

I wondered if I had succeeded in focusing on peculiar magic. There were not as many contacts from outside the school as I thought, but gradually the aftermath of the rookie battle was also reduced.

It's kind of funny to me being attacked by a little nihilism that a big event has passed.

It was a happy thing for me to discover a lot throughout this tournament.

The fact that thousands of years after Rio, there are still people here who are passionate about magic.

I was happy with that.

Naturally, a thousand years later, the more shapes you see from the outside, the more people devote their passions to their roots.

This raw (youth) that will continue for a while... As a magician, expectations will expand a little.

Well, thanks to Chloe and Cyrus for encouraging me to go to school. I'll give you a little thanks next time I see you.

--So I went back to my normal life. Another day at the Rondor School of Magic begins.