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I smile and say I don’t mind,
but quickly change my expression back to a serious one.
“As you may have heard
from my grandfather, I am supposed to be able to use all attributes. I think it
takes more time than most people to master each attribute. That’s why…”
(Zack)
Seeing my serious expression,
she smiles reassuringly.
“Don’t worry. Magic is
different from martial arts. Once you have mastered one attribute, you will be
able to use the others without much difficulty. I will explain that to you tomorrow.”
(Lydiane)
She was right, I had thought
that each attribute required its own training. Apparently, that was just my
assumption, which was a bit of a relief.
“I heard you were going
to train in swordsmanship with Govie in the morning. Then we will study magic
in the afternoon. I heard you can read, so we’ll start the magic lessons
immediately.” (Lydiane)
I smiled and bowed politely,
saying, “I understand, Lydiane.”
She raised the edge of her
mouth a little and grimaced.
“Is that your normal way of
speaking? I’m not good at being formal,” she complained cutely.
(Still, she might be older.
Even though she looks to be in her twenties, she calls my grandfather Govie.
And she’s going to be my teacher…) (Zack)
Feeling quite troubled, my
grandfather stretched out a helping hand.
“Just treat her the same
way you treat Mel and the others. She might be old, but her mental age is the
same. That’s true, Ku–hahaha!” (Govan)
My grandfather, perhaps struck
by his own words, bent over and burst into laughter.
She made looked slightly
offended and cried, “I’m growing older… you’re terrible.”
(I can’t believe the part
about us being the same mental age. Well, I guess she’s probably acting. I
wonder if the cool beauty aura makes it hard for her to socialize unless she acts
like this. Maybe I should hang out with her more.) (Zack)
Having a little bit of leeway,
I tried to approach her in a way that I wouldn’t have done in my previous life.
“Okay, I’ll stop with the
formalities. Then I’ll call you Lydia… no, I’ll call you Liddy. Right, can I call
you that?” (Zack)
She was surprised at the
sudden change in conversation and stopped sulking. And when I called her “Liddy,”
she was dressed as it was.
I wondered if I had messed up
in my actions and tried to apologize, but I noticed that her expression turned
into a happy smile and stopped myself.
“Liddy… Of course, that
is a name you’ll exclusively call me. I won’t let other people call me that for
the rest of my life. Liddy…” (Lydiane => Liddy)
I was a little shocked because
Liddy’s behavior was different from what I expected.
(I was supposed to reply, “What
do you mean ‘exclusive’?” …What is that reaction? My grandfather is
laughing, so he seems to understand what’s happening, but I can’t ask him here.
Hmm…) (Zack)
She said with a smile,
“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, Zack,” and I, even more confused, could
only reply, “Yeah, nice to meet you, Liddy.”
The next day, before morning
training, I asked my grandfather about Liddy’s reaction yesterday.
“What was with Lydiane’s
reaction yesterday?” (Zack)
My grandfather was amused by
the sudden topic, but soon gushed, “What was your impression when you saw
Lydia for the first time?” He asked.
Not understanding the intent
of the question, I said what I honestly thought.
“I thought she was very
beautiful. I think my mother and Claire are beautiful, too, but my first
impression was, ‘I didn’t know there was such a beautiful girl in this world.’”
(Zack)
My mother Tanya and Sharon’s
mother Claire would have been actresses or models in a previous world, but
Liddy was beyond their level.
My grandfather had the same
thought.
“Of course. Due to that, Lydia
didn’t have many friends because of her beautiful face. Think about it. Not
many men would talk to a woman as beautiful as Lydia. The same goes for women.
They don’t approach a woman who is much more beautiful than they are and who
seems difficult to approach. Well, it seems that there were some frivolous men
who would have approached her, but they would never have met Lydia’s
expectations.” (Govan)
(That’s true. I couldn’t speak
up at first either… but once you talk to her, you’ll easily get to know her
right away, right?) (Zack)
“But I realized she was a
friendly person. I think that once we talked, you quickly realize she’s
amicable, right?” (Zack)
My grandfather shook his head
as if I didn’t understand.
“She is timid when it
comes to socializing. Well, except for yesterday. All of the people are her
long-time friends…” (Govan)
My grandfather told me that
Liddy had once been at the Academy of Magic in Doctus, where she had been
unable to make friends, and that she might have developed a mild fear of other
people.
“She came from a village
in the countryside of Saltus and probably didn’t know anyone. For the five
years since she entered the school at the age of 13, she said she had not had a
friend she could consider trustworthy. Even though she was in the dormitory,
she would have been very lonely…” (Govan)
Grandfather then goes on to
tell the story of how he and Liddy met.
“I met Lydia when she had
just graduated when she was still taking requests all by her lonesome self. That’s
when I met her. At the time, I also wondered how there was such a beautiful girl
in the world… ” (Govan)
“Were you the one that called
out to her, Grandfather?” (Zack)
Grandfather closed his eyes for
a moment, as he was remembering the old days, and nodded. Then, with a faraway
look in his eyes.
“I was eighteen or
nineteen when I went into the forest on a solo mission. I met Lydia at that
time. She was also solo. I was on a Wild Dogs subjugation and she was gathering
medicinal herbs… She saved me when I was in danger of being surrounded by Wild
Dogs…” (Govan)
He is remembering the old
days, and even his tone of voice has returned to that of his younger days.
(But it’s a little sad for something
like a fateful encounter. Usually, it’s the knight who helps the beautiful women,
but being rescued by a beautiful woman… well, it’s fine because it’s a
beautiful memory for them. But…) (Zack)
My grandfather talked about
his memories for about five minutes. From what he said, my grandfather had been
taking requests with a party for five years, starting at about eighteen.
(Five years after eighteen, so
he was twenty-three? My father was born when Grandfather was twenty-three, so
even though he was married, he was still an adventurer. He must have been quite
wild.) (Zack)
“My family and I are the
only ones who can call Lydiane Lydia, except for those from her village. Well, our
old friends used to call her that, too. So, she must have been very happy to be
given the nickname ‘Liddy’.” (Govan)
I decided that if it made a
beautiful woman happy, it was all right with me.
Around three o’clock in the
afternoon. After our nap time was over, it was time for Liddy’s magic class.
The cool, breezy shade of the
trees is a substitute for a classroom.
At first, I had planned to
take the class by myself, but Sharon unusually insisted that she wanted to
learn too.
Mel and Dan caught wind of this
and wanted to take the class as well.
Liddy looked a little puzzled
and said, “That could become a problem. Can you three read?” When I
answered that I taught them, her expression clouded over even more.
Apparently, she wanted to say
that it was impossible because they couldn’t read.
“Okay. It’s not a waste
of time if you study, and if you’re lucky you might even be talented.”
(Liddy)
In the end, the four of us were
together just like usual.
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