The Magus of Genesis

"Fire, red, hot. Come to my palm."

A voice echoes in the school yard where the sun cannot rise yet.

The little whispering alt voice belongs to a young boy.

"Good morning. You're gonna be fine today, Sig."

"Huh...! Don't surprise me, Doctor."

When I spoke, I trembled and shook my body, and Sig turned this one around with a bad look on his face.

I don't know if they will one day, but I've noticed lately that he's practicing magic trying to sneak away every morning. He doesn't have a good attitude in class, but he's probably the most eager learner of the fruits.

"…… I knew I didn't know what a magic fire was."

Show me the little flame that floated in your palm, and Sig shrugs. It swayed in front of me and disappeared.

The flames he creates are not very stable. It probably went too well with fire, just like me, to control it better.

"But you're starting to come out longer than before."

To my words, Sig gave me a complicated look. He's shaped far from people, but the look on his face is very easy to understand. At least, you don't seem happy.

"I'm stiff. I'm fast. I'm sharp. I'm heavy. I'm strong..."

Sig grips his fist in, overlapping the spell over and over again.

Enhanced magic control is difficult. But only to him, that worry was completely useless.

Step in, Sig sticks his fist out.

What Yuki taught me about him is unparalleled and smooth.

I took it with one hand.

It's not the dragon, it's the person.

"Hey, Doctor."

He is getting stronger. That is an unmistakable thing. However...

The walk was too slow.

"I wonder when I can beat you..."

I didn't have the power to answer him.

"I'm finally going to start farming in earnest this year"

"Finally!?

To my proclamation, it was impossible for Yuki to return it.

Will it be about five years this year since I started my special classroom? Plant cultivation itself had been tried on a small scale since the second year. It all withered by the time it was stunning at first, but since the second time, it has been successfully cultivated, and the amount that can be picked up has increased slightly.

But there was a reason not to start farming in earnest.

"To do it in earnest means you have to build a big field."

"Ugh... Will you do that again?"

I guess I remembered my previous work. Yuki looked disgusted.

The task of digging back the soil, draining the grass and cultivating it, with the exception of stones, was quite a heavy labor even in just a small field. Instead of heavy machinery, we don't even have enough agricultural equipment.

"How big will you make it?

"Yes, that's the problem first."

To Mr. Purple's question, I nod.

How big.

I don't even have the means to answer that question right now.

Because the unit of length has not been determined.

It's not just the length. Volume and weight. The so-called weights and measures were not defined in any way.

Of course, the language we usually use is Japanese, so we can use words like meters or kilograms in itself. But then, when people ask me how long a meter is, I get in trouble as soon as possible.

Indeed, a unit of one meter was defined based on the size of the earth or the speed of light. That said, because I can't usually use such a thing, there is a metre original, and it should have been strictly controlled.

Of course, we don't need that much rigorous precision to use it on our civilizational level. Because it's just about the size of a person, it's very easy to understand what foot, for example, is based on the size of a person's foot, as its name suggests. It's easy to understand, but I've only had a few problems using it in this world.

Whatever the difference in stature, the body itself is made as if it were different. Lizardman is getting bigger and bigger without ever stopping growing, and Lycoscentaur is just like a wolf, only his fingertips are bordered to the ground, and it's hard to tell how big his legs are. The foot itself does not exist in the first place to the mermaid.

And that wasn't just a heterogeneous story, it also applied to humans. They're obviously more individually different than the Earthlings I remember. Even though D'Arga's giants are rare to boulders, they are quite long and vice versa.

"I hope there's something of the same length."

I could make a standard thing out of wood or stone, but the stone is heavy and hard to use and quickly weathers in the tree.

"Yes, there is."

Then Nina looks at me when she says what she's talking about.

"If I could, I would appreciate it if it was something that wouldn't change in length in centuries or two hundred years..."

"I haven't changed."

Was there something like that? I leaned my neck.

Nina something looks a lot the same, but even she's slowly growing like that. I grew a little taller than when we met, and I grew up looking like an adult.

"At least for the last 500 years, you haven't changed at all."

"Huh? No, even I grew up……………"

Say it, I finally realize. Speaking of which, I've grown a lot as a dragon, but my human appearance hasn't changed at all. I don't know if it's because it's magic or because the dragon has an uninterrupted long life span, but it remains like a young man about twenty years old.

"Haven't you changed your height or something?

"Not at all."

Nina answered that clearly. She sees me almost every day. If she says so, there's no mistake.

"Well, let's use me as a benchmark………."

My height in my previous life must have been about one hundred and seventy-five centimeters. I may have shrunk a little to boulder in late life, but I remember it well because when I was younger, it was much the same and Kiri was a pretty good number.

"Yuki, will you scratch the same position as my back?

"Yes, brother, don't move."

When asked to stand beside the pillar supporting the roof of the classroom, Yuki pulled out his sword. And jump lightly and flash. The wind gently softened my forehead, and I heard the scraping of trees from above my head.

"Seven equal parts of this...... er, seven is hard."

If you divide one hundred and seventy-five by seven, it will be 25 centimeters per side and it is easy to use, but it is surprisingly difficult to divide it into seven equal parts.

"Ah, that's right. Mr. Purple, can you give me a little spreading of this length?

"Yes."

Even as he tilted his neck, Mr. Purple stretched the spreading of his tsu as he rubbed it from his fingertips. When I cut it to the same length as my height, I make a loop. And I drew seven stars in that circle.

It is very difficult to divide the lines evenly into seven, but it is relatively easy to draw the seven rays. I was an occult maniac. I drew it over and over again in my previous life. I didn't expect it to be useful here.

The number seven is the only natural number in a single digit that cannot be divided by 360 degrees. It also has magical significance that a week is seven days, or that the number of holes in your face is seven eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. Well, it didn't mean anything in the past life after all.

... Speaking of which, I've never even cared about it before, but is magic formation any use for magic in this world?

"What? It"

"It's easy to get even lengths when you do this."

To Nina's inquiry, I cut a circle where the tip of the star meets the circle and let it bind. The spreads, divided into seven parts, were all about the same length.

Same procedure for the cut crawl. Now if you draw the pentagram, you can do it in five centimeters. Although the Pentagon can be drawn perfectly accurately if it has a compass and a rule, it is also quicker to draw this by hand. It's the basics.

If you draw the pentagram again with the five centimetres of crawl, you can do one centimetre, but the crawl itself is twisted and bent and seems a little bigger in error, and you won't need that many fine units, so is that good enough?

"Hey, hey, what is it?

I guess you don't really understand what I'm doing. Lynn asked, looking at the split crawl. Almost all of them don't seem to understand because they look strange in other faces than hers.

"For example, if there were ten water apples and three hyiro potatoes, how many are there?

"Seven Mizu apples!

I nodded, yeah, to Lynn, who raised her hand and answered.

A simple calculation, but a gift of Nina's authentic education.

"So in Mr. Purple and Nina, which is how big?

Asked, Lynn compares Mr. Purple to Nina, wrinkles between her eyebrows and worries.

And he made his expression shine like he noticed something all the time, pointing to Mr. Purple's chest and saying.

"Two purples!

"I'm gonna hit you."

To Lynn, who says confidently, Nina holds her fist.... Speaking of which, you haven't grown at all. What do you think, Nina's fist shook down my head relentlessly.

... Wow, that hurts.

"I'm not... I'm tall. Even though you know that Mr. Purple is more expensive, you're in trouble when they say how much, right?

"This much, isn't it?

Sig represents the height difference between Mr. Purple and Nina by hand.

"Ah. So you're going to name that 'about this much'."

"Yes, you're right!

To Luca's words, I shouted with a desire to slap my knee.

"Count the length of the object in centimeters, just as you count the nuts one by two and the deer one by two. Five centimeters in one of these little spreads. One crawl about this way is twenty-five centimeters. My height will be one hundred and seventy-five centimeters."

"Hino no Jug......"

Because I don't usually touch a number that big, Lynn flauntingly repeats it when it doesn't come in a pin.

"Hey. How old am I?

The first thing I heard was Sig.

"Mr. Purple, can we get you to spread out again?

"Yeah. One moment, please."

When Mr. Purple pinches up my cut twenty-five centimeters of crawl, he closes his eyes to concentrate with it in his hand. And as I slowly twitched out of the way, I switched the crawl in my hand several times.

"Now, how about that?

"Excellent!"

I screamed unexpectedly at the cramp she had created. Mr. Purple put me out because every twenty-five centimeters was a spine-grown cradle. This is very convenient stuff. And at the same time, it shows that she perfectly understands the concept of a unit of length.

"Okay, then stand in front of that pillar. Er……………………"

Scratch the column to match the back of the sig and measure the length with the crawl that Mr. Purple made for me. A little higher than the fifth thorn, adding the five centimetres of crawl, was almost perfect.

"Sig, maybe a hundred and thirty centimeters"

"Brother, I'm measuring it too!

"What about me? What about me?"

"I want to know too"

They all wanted to know, and the physical measurement began at a glance.

Nina is one hundred and fifty-five centimeters. Mr. Purple is a little short of one hundred and seventy. Luca is a little worried about where to measure from, but his head is a hundred and sixty centimeters tall in standing position. Phosphorus is about a hundred centimeters when measured the same way, but it was a hundred and seventy centimeters when I straightened my body and measured it to the tip of my tail.

"Is Yuki…… one hundred and thirty centimeters"

"What, you're just like me!

The last time I measured Yuki, I was surprised when Sig rounded my eyes.

"Oh, really."

Yuki waves over his head alongside Sig, comparing each other's backs. Five years ago, when we just met, Sig should have been some bigger.

"How old is Yuki now?"

"Fifteen!

Will it be that much already? Sure, she grew up a lot. He's taller, and I think he's getting a lot more feminine in shape that was barely the same as the boy.

"You've grown up."

"Yeah. Fine. What is it, this?"

The swelling of its breasts was eagled by Lynn, and Yuki replied without looking particularly concerned.

Maybe it's because of some childish personality, as usual, that I don't have the feeling that I've grown much. It doesn't change the way you climb into my body like a little monkey.

"Stop it, it must be"

Unexpectedly, I seem to be the only one in this classroom with a very high female rate who feels embarrassed. Neither Sig, the only man, nor Lizardman's woman seemed to pin around because her breasts did not develop.

"I really hope you can weigh in, too."

"Taju?

"It's about the weight."

To Lynn tilting her neck, that's what I answer.

That said, you're harder than your height. How am I supposed to make a scale? I honestly couldn't even consider it. Do we have to draw water and measure it in a scale? I honestly don't really know how to make a scale either.

"Is there something wrong with you, too?

"Yeah. Most things in the world can represent size in numbers."

"So, Mahogany?

To Lynn's words, I am much more breathtaking.

Indeed, there is a great deal of strength in magic. But the idea of representing it in numerical terms has never occurred to me.

Because magic is too much for the kind and strength that people can use. I can't possibly measure it by one standard like height...... no.

"Maybe I can, maybe"

I came up with something and said it.

If you can't measure by one criterion, you just have to measure by multiple criteria.