Chapter 4: That Time When I succeeded with the image of my magic
AN: I think I’d like to avoid difficult expressions(idioms?) because I haven’t studied it.
A while ago, I wrote about demons developing early so our protagonist already around 150cm tall.
Three months after the futon pulling incident, it has reached a point where I go to wake her up by hitting and shaking her shoulders as much as possible. The person herself says that it’s fine to mercilessly pull off her futon but I won’t be able to hold back my lower body if I need to restrain myself from morning. The person herself was disappointed by it but how she feels about it is of no concern to me.
I don’t know about the marriageable age in this world but, let’s just leave it until we finish school. I wonder if it’s fine to say that my instincts are still OK?
Well, it’s different from when we’re inside the classroom but in the village but, there are times where I can’t tell apart the adults and people developed early. There are 4 seasons in this world. And when it gets hot, everyone wears lighter clothing so I can see plenty of dangerous things from the healthily growing girls and the beautiful women of the village.
I understand that the bra culture doesn’t exist but, I’m surprised that the custom of wearing a sarashi-like* cloth on their chest is nonexistent. I can see the small pointy things on their chest. When it rains, their clothes stick and I need to avert my eyes.1
When Fig-sensei feels hot, she can’t wear even lesser clothes. 2 That’s not really a bad thing okay?
「As I said before, magic is all about your imagination. The power inside of you will increase when you get accustomed to using it. Today’s task is to produce magic. Please think about the image of what kind of feeling you want to come out of your attack. Magic may be weak against physical attackers but, if you make use magic to create an opening on your opponents, you can destroy their defenses.」
Is it like the announcement flowing in my head? Would my offensive ability increase when that digit gets larger? Our magic classes have always been about getting familiar with our magic power. I’m not sure if it’s for the sake of being able to make use our magic power but, we were told that it’s fine to freely use our preferred specialty attribute. Would Suzuran also be able to control her ‘gas burner used in making asphalt’-like flame to the point where something small would come out?3
「Teacher. Are there examples of what kind of shapes that are usually used for magic?」
I asked since I was curious.
「That’s right. The most used ones are the sphere types. After that are the spear and arrow types.」
Hmmー, those should be fire ball, fire lance and fire arrow. Well, it’s certainly easy to make an image of firing those things. It’s like throwing a clump or something long and narrow and attacking with plenty of small projectiles. We still haven’t been taught any long-range magic. I’m not sure if it doesn’t exist but I haven’t heard that term being said in class.
I still have my memories from when I was reincarnated so I think I can imagine images and innovations that doesn’t exist in this world. I’m not sure whether or not it will work but I’ll try.
Lately, I’ve been using my time after school for some self-training. I go home to have lunch then go to the forest to find and drink the sap of crushed poisonous plants and throw stones. After that, I keep on practicing whether or not I’d be able to make magic according to my knowledge until my limit.
“It seems like the harvest season for those wheat-like plants is almost here so wouldn’t this be convenient?” is what I thought while having an image of a horizontal wind blade flying towards the distance. I saw those sickle-like things that foreign devils and the grim reaper had be used for harvesting after all. Was it called scythe or something?
This particular magic doesn’t have a name so I’ll call it with something simple that I got from a game somewhere. I’ll call it Wind Cutter.
At first, I let strong winds come out from my palm. It’s not possible to cut anything with it yet so I applied an image of making it thin, really thin. I won’t come out from my hand so I added an image of it coming out from a thin gap.
Continuing with that image, I was finally able to cut a thin branch without breaking it after 3 days.
The next day, rather than the forest, I went to the vast, undeveloped field with the long grass to try it out.
『Image: A really thin blade of wind・Red・3cm from the ground・Angle: 0 degrees・Pace: Walking speed・Width: 1m・Visible 20m range・Target: in front・Execute』
So that I can accurately portray what I thought in my head, I tried it out with the image of a lawn mower cutting the grass on the embankment. Since it’s dangerous, I tried adding an extra color.
A red blade of wind appeared by my feet moving at walking pace and neatly mowed everything for about 20 paces. This success is good right? It’s good right!
「Hell yeah! I did it! WOHOO! Yeah! Ouch!」
As I was celebrating, I fell down and hit the side of my head so hard that tears came out. Even though I’m almost a 35 year-old fine adult inside, I did it because it’s my first useful magic. I felt happier compared to the time I got accepted at university and when I was easily accepted at my company even though there was a recession.
I’ll show it to my parents tomorrow.
「Father, mother, I have something I want to show you but can you come out to the fields?」
I told them to go to the field yesterday to show them the image I used in making Wind Cutter. I told them “Could this magic be used for harvesting? They have to pick up the crops by hand afterwards though.”
「Isn’t this amazing! It will be much easier in the village with this and I think everyone would appreciate it!」
My father placed his hands on my shoulders and praised me while shaking me back and forth. He was already telling me reasons to help out the whole village with the harvest. I was obviously going to help though.
「It’s wonderfulー. Since you’re our child, I thought you wouldn’t be able to use any magic other than fire or water. I wonder why this wind magic have that colorー? Wouldn’t that be useless when attacking?」
was what my mother nonchalantly asked. I replied “I added a color since it would be dangerous if you get hit by it because you couldn’t see it. I can quickly make it so that you can’t see it you know”. I was satisfied with their tremendous smile.
We returned home and I explained to them in detail about the time I learn this magic while we were enjoying our meal even more than usual.
AN: You don’t have to particularly mind the crops’ harvest season.
TN: It’s not relevant to the story… I guess