Chapter 12: Memory (1)

Memory (1)

Endex Garden. The seniors, who have already completed their task, are gathered in groups of close friends.

“Wasn’t this surprisingly difficult? I have a feeling there will be quite a few failures.”

At Asher’s words, Kain twisted his lips.

“If you can’t do this, you’re an idiot.”

“Kyokyokyo- But you guys were slower than me~”

Layla laughed as she teased Kain and Asher.

“......”

On the other hand, Elise remained silent.

This is always the case after any test. They gather together and chatter about the test that has already passed.

It’s annoying and meaningless.

“But honestly, this is too advantageous for you, Layla. You make prisms at your house-”

“Can you be quiet for a bit?”

Elise smiled faintly and glared at Asher.

“......”

Asher bit his lip. New n0vel chapters are published on

Kain put his golf bag on the ground and asked.

“Hey. But how are you going to get the golf bag? The rat wouldn’t come out.”

“Huh? Ah~ right. I have to wait two hours because of him.”

There’s no way Shion Ascal, or whatever his name is, would pass. With an average grade of D-, not 2 hours, but 200 hours would be insufficient.

“Ah~ I shouldn’t have entrusted him-”

“63 minutes 43 seconds. Shion Ascal.”

“......Huh?”

Everyone reacted to the voice that came from somewhere. Not just Elise’s gang. Gerkhen and Soliette, who were first and second, and everyone else who passed turned to look.

“Wow...... it’s real.”

Asher gave a hollow laugh. Elise frowned.

A buzz cut that seemed to be about 12mm. He shaved off his shaggy hair, revealing his distinct facial features, which actually looked better.

I hate to admit it, but he’s quite handsome.

—......Ah, my hand hurts.

He approached with a golf bag on his shoulder and a golf club in one hand.

“Shion Ascal. Have a seat.”

Shion walked heavily and sat in a corner. The hall was quiet until then, but suddenly he looked at Asher.

“Oh right. I used it well.”

Then he threw the golf bag and driver at the same time.

“......What the hell- Ah shit! Why is this bent!”

Asher caught it by surprise and had a fit. The shaft of the driver was bent. Shion asked as if he didn’t know.

“Wasn’t it for me to use?”

“You son of a-!”

“Shh. Please sit quietly and wait.”

At the teaching assistant’s words, Asher sat down trembling. Kain next to him was also trembling. It was a slightly different meaning from Asher. Kain nostrils were flaring.

Asher bit his lip hard.

“Hey...don’t snap at me. Don’t you understand empathy? Could you keep your cool if you were in my position?”

“How can I treat it as mine when it isn’t? Who on earth told you to entrust it to me, you idiot?”

“This damn son of a bitch.”

Theia Esil.

My old master was here.

“——Sit down.”

“......Pardon?”

“I said sit down.”

The teaching assistant gestured towards me, waving her palm downwards.

“Ah, yes.”

I came to my senses belatedly.

As soon as I sat down, the teaching assistant resumed speaking.

“The next college board is on Wednesday. Manage your condition and show up in good shape. You’re now dismissed.”

* * *

On the way back from Endex to the National University, in the luxury limousine ‘Aurus Phantom SWB’, Professor Theia Esil was reviewing her work. She was revisiting the footage of today’s Endex college board assignment.

“......Could it be a Spectrum?”

[Thud——!]

The guy who smashes the prism with a golf club. The scratches on the prism surface etched by that brute physical force.

It’s curious. If you look at it broadly, it could be considered a shift in perspective.

Prisms are more vulnerable to physical force than magic, but no one thinks of hitting a prism.

However, the result is not solely due to ‘force’. Even if it’s a golf club made of magical fiber, it wouldn’t have enough durability to withstand that kind of impact.

In other words, it implies a 「Spectrum」.

At least one that involves ‘objects’.

“Fascinating.”

Just, fascinating.

That’s all.

No special personality is evident.

To begin with, there are many talents in Endex, such as Gerkhen, Soliette, Elise, and Layla, and not only in Endex, but also in other magic schools, there are countless talents worth noting.

Theia doesn’t have the time to dig into a mere D- grade student.

“.......”

Nevertheless, Theia silently picked up a piece of paper.

It was a document with Shion Ascal’s personal information.

Just a single page, a poor record with no specs to speak of. But right in there lies the reason why she keeps an eye on him.

[Origin: Libra Orphanage]

[Future Aspiration: Knight of Libra]

Libra.

Theia gently closed her eyes. She exhaled a deep breath and clenched her hands tightly. She leaned her head against the backrest and looked out the window.

“Libra.......”

Born from a knight of Libra, raised in an orphanage of Libra, and wishing to become a guardian knight of Libra.

She twisted her lips. She wore an expression that looked like a sneer.

“You guys. You show up even here.”

She spat out, suppressing the emotion deep in her chest.

Theia Esil hates Libra. The most disgusting and detestable existence to her is that wretched lineage.

And she dares to boast: the size of her hatred is likely greater than anyone else’s on the continent.

“Pathetic.”

She set fire to the document. She stared at Shion Ascal’s face, which was gradually being consumed from the edges.

For quite a long time, until her palm was filled with ashes.