The Academy Needs a Real Education

Episode 8. mina spearmint

“Looks like you finished your class. You’ve worked hard, Professor.”

The private office was already halfway organized by Maid Lien, but I hurriedly stopped her from finishing the work and sat down in a chair.

“… There was some damage to the podium during class.”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“no. However, the property was damaged by magic. Maybe I should write a report?”

“No, thanks. Magic demonstrations were common in the auditorium. The entire auditorium has a restoration magic that activates every two hours.”

It always stays in its original state, so there is no need to clean it, Rien added while holding a cleaning tool.

“is it.”

“Even if there are casualties… ”

“It is not.”

“Then I guess you don’t have to worry about anything.”

I’m really glad.

I thought I was going to start eating all sorts of swear words from the beginning because I was thinking about damaging school property again. Even if that wasn’t the case, many catastrophes happened… .

ha… .

“I want to get some rest. Can you please leave for a moment?”

“Yeah. Anything else you need?”

“no. You just need to be alone. Oh, please just turn off the lights as you leave.”

Rien didn’t ask any further, and after quickly tidying up where I was going to sit, I quietly left the office.

‘I can’t even hear the door closing.’

I immediately locked the door and looked around.

It didn’t look like there was anyone else inside, but just in case, I closed the windows and drew the curtains, and a cozy darkness filled the office, enough to take a nap.

I didn’t mean to take a nap here.

“Where are you?”

“Here I am. teacher!”

The garbage bag in the corner of the office twitched.

“… Isn’t this also blasphemy?”

“Could you have thought that I was the statue of the goddess I dwelled in? It was cut in half.”

“That too. Are you more flexible than you think?”

“I’m not that hard of a goddess.”

I took only the upper part of the statue from the garbage bag and put it on the desk.

Sitting on a chair in such a dim place and looking into the eyes of the goddess statue split in half, I started to get depressed rapidly.

“Hey.”

“Yeah?”

“Why are you quiet? say anything I think I’m going crazy right now.”

“Apple in English is Apple!”

“… .”

“Ah, true. just joke. Shall we start by assessing the situation?”

* * *

“ha… . I was short-tempered.”

Why did I bother to test my tinnitus there?

If I had called a Mint student separately and experimented with it, at least I wouldn’t have caught the attention of so many people.

“I screwed up… . I thought the class went well. I worked so urgently because I thought that my identity might be revealed at some point… .”

“Do not worry. You said to turn a crisis into an opportunity.”

“how?”

“That… . You have to see how things grow and think about it, right?”

“ha… . It happened, but I still don’t know what kind of ability this is.”

“You don’t know? I think I know.”

“Are you sure?”

I thought of a large blue butterfly flaunting its wings above Mint.

Flowers bloomed, grass grew, and butterflies flew around everything touched by the green lightning. It was a strangely beautiful landscape. And the Mint student sat down with emerald-colored blood dripping from his head.

I’ve never heard of such magic in fiction.

If there was a scene that left such an impression, there is no way I would have forgotten it.

“I think what Mina just opened… . It’s a unique magic. There is only that.”

unique magic.

Only those who have completely dyed mana in their own color can use it, and no one other than the user can cast it… .

Literally, it is a unique magic.

There are very few people who have beliefs and philosophies that will not be broken even under severe torture, or who have completely different ways of thinking than others.

It is the only one in the world that can be shown, possessed by those who can fully face the clear image of their inner self and express it without missing a single grain of mana.

Because the majority of people with ambiguous and vague talents who cannot clearly reveal their ‘view of the world’ cannot use it.

It is closer to the realm of talent and art, not training or study.

“The teacher seems to have told Mina to focus on herself in order to feel mana with her own senses, but if you raise that concentration to the limit, there are very few cases where you reach the point where you can use your own magic.”

“Certainly, it could be… .”

“Yeah. It is magic that only those who fully understand and master themselves can use.”

“Wait, what if Mina had that level of ability from the beginning?”

“In that case, I would have told you earlier, right? Because there are no students in this school that I don’t know.”

“Right… .”

“Of course, student Mina wasn’t without talent. My senses belong to the excellent side, but it seems that my grades were sluggish because the education method of this school did not suit me well.”

but. I said I was accepted into this school because I messed up the exam but my mana sensitivity was good.

“So, in the end, what are my abilities? The power to manifest the opponent’s unique magic?”

“It could be. Or it could be the ability to ignorantly derive the learning effect.”

“It looks great, but… . It’s really useless.”

“Still, sir. You must have been a really good teacher.”

“Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”

“The tinnitus becomes stronger the more it suits the caster. That… . Instead, I can’t control the power, though.”

“… .”

“So why don’t you sometimes bully the kids?”

I listened to Elma’s words with one ear and let it flow through the other, sorting out my thoughts.

If I really did manifest Mina’s unique magic, it would be a really ridiculously powerful tinnitus. If you abuse it, the whole world will be ruined in no time.

Due to the setup, unique magic users are rare, with only a little over 100 in the world. And as rare as they are, they are powerful.

If the 9th circle magic built up in millions of magical languages is the essence of objective magic, unique magic can be said to be the end of subjective magic.

Inherent magic is so high that it is meaningless to ask which of the two is more powerful, but such monstrous power cannot be given to just anyone.

You can tell just by looking at Mina’s casting, but the fledgling apprentice of Class E had that much power… .

uh?

“ah. ah… . for a moment.”

“What?”

“It’s like a fraudulent person suddenly intervened in the novel. What are you doing with this?”

Most of the unique magic users in this novel were main and supporting characters. Same goes for villains.

Of course. Since he worked in front of so many people, rumors about the Mint students would soon spread throughout the school. If that happens, it will only be a matter of time before it is revealed that she is a unique magic user.

“What’s wrong with that?”

“The flow of the novel is different… .”

“Why do I have to go with the flow?”

“Because that’s the standard.”

“Do you have a regular seat?”

there is

Don’t twist the story.

Although most fail, possessors usually stick to that principle.

“So, if I twist or change the contents of the novel, you lose the merit of knowing what events will happen in the future. In order to make the most of my position as possessed, it is better to keep the flow of the novel as much as possible.”

“Then you should keep Mina as close as possible?”

“why?”

“Isn’t it a big deal if you suddenly deviate after giving that kind of power, fall into arrogance and fall, or become a villain blocking the main character’s path?”

“It’s not like that. It’s okay though, because I think there will be a lot of contact points in the future. You should think slowly.”

“Then what are you going to do now?”

“I’m thinking about it slowly… ? what? now?”

I hope I did

I knew it.

“… Professor Ian, I am really sorry while you are resting comfortably. A student named Mina Spearmint is desperately requesting an interview with the professor.”

“… .”

“I’ve told him over and over not to disturb him since he’s on break, but he doesn’t seem to give up at all… . I think you should give it a penalty point to stop it. What should I do?”

* * *

“If you called me so anxiously, speak up.”

“That, that, that… .”

I ended up standing in front of Professor Ian while holding on to the hem of the skirt of the maid with short purple hair whose name I did not know.

With him in front of her eyes, Mina didn’t know how to speak.

Right now, only one question popped into my mind, but that question didn’t come out of my mouth.

‘What is the power I used earlier?’

The silence grew longer, and Professor Ian was throwing away time for that length.

No matter how many times I heard the maid’s warning that the professor was on break, I only put my feelings first.

Mina realized that she was using a group this time as well. My feelings and questions came to me without properly organizing them.

I was told to think like that in class earlier, but it looks like this.

Feeling pathetic himself, but keeping his mouth shut, Professor Ian first brought up the story as if he was frustrated.

“The one you cast in the previous class is unique magic.”

“go… . Unique magic, do you mean?”

“I tried to create your own sense of mana by inducing you to focus entirely on yourself. Although unique magic was manifested by chance. Indigenous magic is also expressed only when you fully understand yourself, so there is no precedent that opened your eyes to unique magic like you.”

“ah… .”

“The answer is short. After all, you had that kind of talent.”

“… .”

“Seeing that even though he failed the exam, he was enrolled because of his high mana sensitivity, so he must have had a good sense of using mana. Did it answer the question you wanted to ask?”

you have talent

He said something he hadn’t heard in a long time, and he was sitting alone in front of a clean desk in an office that seemed to have been hit by a torrent of libraries.

The lights are off here, and in the dark office, there is a statue of a goddess cut in half standing dangerously in the corner of the desk.

It was like a place where people who committed a rebellion against the sky, avoiding the eyes of God, gathered.

Professor Ian, who stared at Mina proudly with the broken statue of Goddess next to him, seemed to have nothing to fear, and he wondered if he might have received his unique magic in return for selling his soul to a devil who doesn’t fear even God.

Even though what he manifested was his own magic, he had no other intentions.

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Just explain and look.

Professor Ian seemed like a person who was born to fulfill his destiny. He had a cold face, like someone who had never been shaken, agonized, jealous, or troubled like her.

“Looks like you’ve solved the question, but you still don’t feel comfortable.”

Professor Ian began to speak as if he understood.

Come to think of it, I remembered the story that he had excellent mana sensitivity.

I thought that the aristocratic professor would not be interested in my circumstances or past as a commoner. I was listening to everything.

“You seem unsure of yourself.”

Slowly, as if interpreting literature, her feelings, which were so mixed up that she could not explain them properly.

Ian asked a question, looking at him with careful, sure-looking eyes.

“Did you say you would quit magic?”

“… you’re right.”

“Is that still the case even after discovering the talent?”

“Yeah. So far, it has been very painful.”

“good night. What will you do if you quit?”

“Going home or… . If my parents don’t accept it, I plan to live nearby doing chores.”

Professor Ian flipped his hair, looked elsewhere for a moment, and frowned. However, it wasn’t long before he opened his mouth again.

“yes. If so, try imagining a happy dream. Let’s assume the most ideal case imaginable.”

‘… .’

“You go out here and think that everything worked out.”

“… Yeah.”

“Your parents will accept you again with a smile. You can study theology or you can work. The odds of that happening are very small, but I’d say both have been very successful.”

The story he told after that was like a dream.

No worries about money, no worries about my parents.

You don’t have to work today to not starve tomorrow, and you don’t have to suffer.

It is an infinitely stable and comfortable life with no need to hold onto an uncertain future and no need to shed tears.

A life that has everything you want, except for magic.

A reckless and heartbreaking challenge, giving up the stubbornness of a bug trying to pass through a glass wall.

Life looking at reality…

“Then are you happy?”

“Yeah… . That makes me happy.”

“With that expression?”

“Kuh… .”

In fact, none of them were happy.

why?

Ian slowly told her how he had read Mina’s doubts.

“You have ambition. When everyone is just looking at the stars in the sky, you want to hold them in your hands.”

“ah… .”

“Sometimes a star shining high above can feel like a curse to you. Every time I face your shabby figure and the reality of poverty, I may feel resentful of your brilliant dreams.”

I want to become a wizard.

I want to live proudly as a wizard who is not ignored by anyone.

I want to step into the world of mana, use my personality for the world, and leave it as a study to help future generations.

The reason I was able to endure until now was because of that one dream.

“The majority of people in this world do not even have what you are holding. There are overflowing rotten people who live as if they are just wandering, not even knowing how to live. So now your ambition is like a blessing.”

A blessing?

I thought it was bullshit in my head, but my heart started to race.

I stayed in the library until the end, when everyone else was asleep, in order to get even a little better grade, to take a step forward. in that landscape.

Then I’m sure… .

“Did you say you cut yourself off from your parents to become a wizard?”

“… you’re right.”

“Was it an easy decision?”

“no.”

“If it’s easy to leave home for a dream, it’s definitely not. It’s not something anyone can do. Where did you get that kind of courage?”

Ian was looking at Mina, who was speechless, with eyes that could not be more stupid.

“You are shaking like a blade of grass. He has not made up his mind to walk the path of a wizard nor to give up that path. Even though you can knock on the door of a professor you’ve never seen before and get an expulsion application signed, when a talent you didn’t even know about pops up, you start to question the decision again. Is it wrong?”

I was stabbed in the middle. I had nothing to say.

“It’s an attitude that suits your name and hair color. Just be diligent! It’s okay to say that your road ahead is a failure. I promised to sign your letter of expulsion if, despite your best efforts, you find it difficult to walk the wizard’s path. What if your passion for magic comes to fruition within one semester? That would be a pleasure in its own way.”

“ah… .”

“You are just afraid of challenges for no reason. Two possibilities have opened up to you, who had no choice until yesterday. Why are you making that face? Aren’t you frustrated with yourself just thinking about it?”

“… you’re right.”

“How do you think I look at you like that?”

“sorry. There is nothing wrong with that.”

“In the world, there are overflowing disciples who go forward with passion and trust in their teachers even if they do not see anything right away. I don’t even want to see it. scram.”

“Yeah… .”

“… Again, just be diligent.”

If you do that, someday, you might fly away beautifully like a butterfly.

As Mina ran out of the school as the evening sunset was sinking, holding those last words in her heart, fearing that they would leak out somewhere.

A blue butterfly danced to her footsteps.