The Magus of Genesis

"So three international students. Luca, Lynn, Sig."

After each preparation, the three international students came to the village of Hiiro.

Luca, a half-wolf (Lycoscentaurus) girl who was brought a ton of luggage to Tauro with worries.

Lynn, a mermaid girl who tortured a wheelchair and already destroyed three.

Sig, a lizard (Lizardman) boy who left his hometown dressed.

"……… It's not just kids."

Looking at the face, Nina said dissatisfied.

"Well on the contrary, it means that there is a future. Plus, there's a reason."

"Reason?"

I nod to Nina, who sends a half-eyed gaze in surprise.

"Any time we trade with their hometown... we're going to trade for something we can take from each other."

Mermaids can easily catch fish from the sea, and if they can exchange nuts and vegetables for meat even if they can't eat them themselves, even Lucos children who can't yet hunt can contribute to the household. The Lizardmans and I are hopeless... but it doesn't mean that they are still alive from eating Kasumi, or that there is no room for negotiation at all.

"So first, let the people of this village get used to what they look like too. Kids aren't that horrible, they're friendly."

Unlike elves with extremely close proximity to humans, all three international students are palpable aliens. I may not have that much resistance because I am used to seeing my dragon, but I would still find it odd. I wanted to get rid of any discrimination by those races.

"Yeah. It's like some kind of reason to get caught up, but, well, fine."

To Nina, who answers the question of her lack of interest, I am dismayed. I mean what I just said, but all I came up with was after I decided to keep Lynn. Even Sig just didn't have another Lizardman who wanted to come, so it's a coincidence when it comes to coincidence.

"Anyway! Together with these three, I'm going to welcome you to my Hiiro School of Magic as an international student."

I coughed one up and declared that in a changed attitude.

"Nice to meet you"

"Greetings!

"Ah, yes, uh, nice to meet you."

When Mr. Purple greets him, Lynn waves and answers him, and Luca lowers her head with a pepper as she is slightly overwhelmed.

"… I'm not going to get along."

But Sig said that by bending his mouth to the letter to.

"What, this business?"

Close your eyes softly and Nina reverses her willow brow.

"What the hell. I'm here to be strong. [M] I don't listen to the weak guy. Or are you saying you're a dragon too?

"No, well, she's not a dragon......"

While I was clouding my words, I told Nina to come and grab Sig's neck and head outside the classroom.

"Be careful because you are stronger than a dragon...... and was it too late? Well, I can't stand it."

I turn to the remaining three.

"He doesn't have any baggage, and you can do it later. Let's go, I'll show you to your room."

I decided not to hear the screams coming from the outside and told him so.

The day after that.

"Well, I'd like to start my first class."

I looked around at the four international students lined up in a newly built little classroom and that's how I cut them out.

There are two major subjects taught in this school: general knowledge and magical use.

Something like letters, words and simple arithmetic as general education, which is taught jointly with other students in the village of Hiiro. But when it comes to magic, I decided to take some time to teach it because of its strong experimental implications as well.

This is the first time that Nina has been present as a deputy, but basically this one is my take. The general frame is held by Nina and Mr. Purple.

"If you have any questions, put your hands up and say yes."

Students who snort don't even have a chair and a desk yet.

Because Mr. Purple couldn't prepare what was in the shape of the other three anyway.

Even if Lynn can't help but move it down from the wheelchair, Sig can't sit well in the way of his tail in a normal chair, and I can't imagine what shape of chair to have if his lower body leads to a four-legged wolf Luca.

So I apologize to Mr. Purple, but everyone was asked to sit on the floor on an equal footing except for Lynn. Many students don't write yet, so when it comes to not needing a desk, you don't need it.

"The first thing you have to remember is that magic is made of names."

"Yes, yes!

The basic basics I have about magic. When I said the most important thing, it was Lynn who gave me a quick hand.

"What? What?

"Huh."

But I was stunned by the question I didn't even anticipate.

"Don't you even know that? Your name must be Lynn."

With an awkward tone, Sig pinched his mouth there.

"I know that. Yikes. But why am I Lynn?

"Why... because my parents named me that"

To Lynn, who casts a strangely philosophical question, Sig answers so with a shredded temper.

"So, Sig is Netesque, if I put it on, it's Netesque?

"That's not true! Don't give me weird names on my own!

"But you, Lynn, were once followed, right?

You're just sigging at Lynn's words, and I'm stuck in words, too.

"... does it mean that the first thing that was put on matters,?

"You're not. Because I can change my real name later."

Nina with an elusive look with her arms around her little neck.

Indeed, plants, minerals and animals can be enchanted even by names given by humans on their own. On the other hand, people can't interfere unless it's their real name that they realize so. I never even thought about it before. What the hell is this difference...?

"Um… Doctor, continue"

"Yeah, I did."

When I was thinking about it, I turned back to Luca, who asked modestly.

"Anyway, even if you don't know what a name is, if you look at things, you generally know what that name is, right?

When I ask, they all nod, and I stroke my breasts down.

"Well, it's important that we know the name. You can't do magic to something you don't know the name"

I pin my index finger and show it.

"Fire, my friend. Light my fingertips small and small."

Yes, chanting the spell lit my fingertips like a candle.

Previously, on the day I used a spell to put out a flame, there was so much fire that this whole school building would burn down, but in the last five hundred years I've also learned some magic. The power of the spell isn't just power, it can also be turned to control.

As long as I feel sorry for myself for using both verses to give out about a candle of fire.

"This is' fire '. Fire is…………………."

"What fire?

Once, when I tried to give an explanation remembering the first time I taught magic, Sig blocked me from hearing it.

"What's the meaning of this?

"The fire that burns the meat, the fire that warms the body, the fire that burns the trees, there's a lot going on."

Oh, so the original language of the Lizardmans is rich because they live at the foot of the volcano.

"Isn't fire fire fire fire?

When I was worried about what I had explained, Mr. Purple asked,

"Hey, hey, hey, hey. What?

Lynn leaned her neck,

"Yes, Doctor. Um, do you have a name for that fire?

Hearing Luca raise her hand seriously and ask so, I held my head by accident.

The perception of fire is too different from one another.

For Lizardman's Sig, fire is a friend right around the corner, familiar enough to call it apart for every use.

On the other hand, phosphorus, a mermaid born and raised in the sea and first ascended to land, does not know the very existence of fire.

For Mr. Purple, the elf who lives in the woods, fire is like a symbol of danger that could extinguish his dwelling.

But for Luca of Lucos, who lives while moving through the meadows, it's just one of the tools for warmth and cooking.

... it could have been a failure to try to teach the international students at once. Her figure had disappeared neglectfully as she tried to turn her gaze to Nina for help.

to, you ran away!?

"Tell me how I can be stronger than fire."

"If I could, I'd like something else."

"Uh, uh, um..."

"Hey hey! What's a fire? Why are you glowing?

It's just four students, but at the same time it's something that makes a lot of noise to the mouth, so it can't be packed at all.

Oh, eye. I thought back to my first student.

What a patient, serious, ideal student she was to think of.

He studied hard without leaking any discontent with my unfamiliar education.

How blessed it was.

Five hundred years later, I realized now.