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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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Magic class began, and once again, the beautiful Spenny, with her captivatingly bountiful bust, commenced her lecture.
Mana circuit methods.
For most aspiring swordsmen, this class was a chance to catch up on sleep or skip altogether in favor of personal training. But there was one peculiar exception, Egenir Talfon.
He was among the few who listened to Spenny’s lecture with rapt attention.
[Magic Level increased.]
Already level 4.
If anyone questioned how his magic level could jump three ranks in two days, they’d be dismissed as crazy. But this was Egenir Talfon.
Having regressed with high-level magic knowledge, he was a veteran simply relearning what he already knew.
‘Hearing it again is actually helpful.’
Spenny’s lectures were always similar, but with each regression, he found them easier to absorb. It felt like review.
Even mages weren’t perfect. They made occasional mistakes in interpreting, analyzing, and executing spells. Reduced efficiency was the best-case scenario, at worst, it could lead to canceled spells or even mana overload.
That’s why mages emphasized fundamentals and constantly honed their basic skills. The first time Egenir regressed after mastering magic, he almost caused a disaster.
‘I tried using the spells without the proper foundation.’
His lower level prevented him from constructing the basic formulas. He had to start from scratch, relearning everything step by step, a tedious process. He knew the theory, but his body couldn’t keep up.
‘Spenny’s mana circuit method is amazing.’
It was so stable that it allowed for passive mana connection even without meditation.
Mana gradually accumulated around his heart, and the mental review further facilitated the flow.
He occasionally tilted his head, feigning curiosity, then nodded in understanding. He stood out among the other students, some dozing off, some diligently taking notes, and some studying independently.
He leaned back, arms crossed, nodding thoughtfully, like an adult watching a children’s cartoon.
“Let’s end it here.”
Spenny’s lecture had been quite productive. A magic level increase from a single class was a good deal.
Well, to be honest, he’d mostly been admiring Spenny’s figure—the sway of her breasts, the curve of her hips beneath her skirt, and her shapely legs in black stockings.
“Studying magic diligently, I see?”
Cecilia suddenly appeared.
“What?”
“You seemed to be listening intently to the lecture, despite looking like you were slacking off.”
She wondered why Egenir, an aspiring swordsman, was so focused on mana circuit methods. He’d vaguely answered that he wanted to learn many things, but now he faced a slight dilemma.
‘Wait a minute?’
He could use this…
‘To lower Cecilia’s affinity!’
Her constant presence had already raised her affinity by 1, to 38.
Just 1? That meant he was only 12 points away from yandere mode. Even at 25, her heart pounded noticeably. A few more friendly conversations, and it could hit 40.
40 was the high-risk zone, the beginning of obsession.
“None of your business.”
“Huh?”
“Whether I learn magic or combine it with swordsmanship.”
“…”
[Cecilia’s affinity decreased by 3.]
‘Phew!’
“Fine! It’s a secret, then?”
Egenir adopted a cool, indifferent demeanor, dismissing her with a wave of his hand. Cecilia turned away, seemingly sulking. They sat in silence, even after the bell rang for lunch break.
“Aren’t you leaving?”
Spenny approached.
“Ah, Teacher.”
Egenir deliberately spoke to her in an overly friendly tone.
Cecilia, of course…
[Cecilia’s affinity decreased by 2.]
[Probability of acquiring Salamander trait decreased.]
…reacted as expected.
The yandere tendency was terrifying, but acquiring the fire-focused Salamander trait before the balanced Elemental trait would drastically reduce the efficiency of other magic attributes and severely hinder his chances of getting Elemental.
It would ruin his carefully crafted Spenny build-up.
“Why this old hag?”
“What?”
Cecilia’s eyes widened.
She’d muttered it under her breath, but it seemed Spenny had heard.
‘What’s gotten into her?!’
Spenny’s face showed a mixture of confusion and dawning anger.
“Miss Cecilia?”
“Oh, how do you know my name…”
“How could I not know the daughter of the Blazing Magic Tower Master?”
“…Right.”
She’d slipped up. No matter how high their status, offending a teacher could ruin a student’s chances, regardless of sponsorship offers.
Cecilia, with her exceptional trait and magic level 6, probably wouldn’t care, but…
‘The Tower Master might have a word with her.’
Bad rumors or low grades could lead to a reprimand. It was a losing battle for a student.
“I was just talking to myself. I didn’t…”
“I’m not an old hag. I’m only 25.”
Magic level 7 at 25? That was impressive. Of course, Cecilia was only around 16…
‘Snicker!’
He caught a glimpse of Cecilia’s brief, mocking smile.
“Egenir, do you have a moment?”
Spenny, who had been smiling politely, addressed Egenir.
‘Wh-Why me?’
Cecilia’s eyes blazed with jealousy.
“I wanted to talk to you about the mana circuit method.”
Spenny was under the impression that Egenir was obsessed with mana circuit methods. He had to play along.
“Really?!”
He put on his most innocent expression.
[Spenny’s affinity increased by 5.]
‘Yes!’
He’d used jealousy to his advantage, lowering Cecilia’s dangerous affinity and raising Spenny’s. His affinity with Spenny, already at 39 thanks to his diligent class participation, jumped to 44.
Just a little more…
‘Close to… close and a trait!’
The fantasy of Spenny, her breasts pressed against his cheek as they caught their breath, sharing a passionate moment…and then offering him her milk…
But there was a downside.
[Cecilia’s affinity decreased by 5.]
This kind of event was a double-edged sword. He couldn’t predict Cecilia’s jealous rage. He needed to maintain a certain level of affinity with her.
Cecilia, now at 30, stood up abruptly, clearly upset.
“I’ll be going now. Goodbye, Teacher.”
Addressing Spenny directly meant she didn’t want to talk to Egenir. Spenny looked flustered, but there was a hint of triumph in her eyes.
Egenir sighed in relief.
‘That should balance things out.’
“Oh dear.”
Realizing she’d been baited by a child, Spenny blushed.
‘What have I done?’
She’d fallen for a student’s provocation.
“Teacher, is this part of the revised mana circuit method you’ll be presenting?”
“Huh? Oh…yes…”
She was lying, of course, but he played along, maintaining his innocent facade.
The combination of guilt and his apparent cluelessness made her smile, a sense of victory washing over her.
“Weren’t you planning to have lunch with Miss Cecilia?”
“No? We haven’t made any plans.”
“Is…that so? Then…”
Spenny hesitated, realizing she sounded like she was asking him out on a date.
‘Her affinity is over 40.’
She was seeing him as a man, not a student. Egenir, having seen this expression countless times, knew exactly what to say.
“I’m actually hungry…Haven’t you eaten yet, Teacher?”
Of course, teachers ate lunch during lunch break.
“We should discuss the mana circuit method somewhere quiet…How about your lounge?”
“But…”
He knew she brought a packed lunch. He’d shared it with her many times.
“I’ll go get my lunch.”
“No, Egenir.”
“Yes?”
“I brought enough for two…so…”
Her lunchbox event. Far more nutritious and delicious than the pathetic fare served in the low-ranking dormitory dining hall.
He’d used this as an excuse to get close to her in previous regressions.
“Okay!”
He put on his most innocent face. Convinced she’d captivated the pure, innocent boy, her heart began to race.
[Spenny’s affinity increased by 1.]
‘It’s coming!’
The way to acquire a trait…it had to be…
“Oh, Egenir.”
“Yes?”
“I didn’t pack extra for you, specifically. I just have a big appetite…so don’t misunderstand.”
With her affinity over 35, she saw him as a convenient lunch companion. She always gave the same excuse about her big appetite.
“Not that I’m…overweight…it’s just that magic research requires a lot of energy…”
The same tired excuses.
He’d been annoyed in previous turns, but now, with the Elemental trait within reach, he found her endearing.
“I understand, Teacher. You need to eat a lot to handle mana, right?”
“Yes…”
He maintained his innocent facade. The student who’d caused chaos in the academy was nothing more than a sweet angel in her eyes. Or rather…an angel slowly transforming into a man.
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Played like a fiddle.
True