Chapter 5 Part 2 (1/2)
This Chapter was a little late due to me being really into a new WN named as (LMS) and was reading it more and less TL’ing so sorry for that. And do tell me my mistakes in chapter.
Chapter 5 Part 2
Flashback Finished
And after releasing the captured girls. We bind up the slave merchant and using the ‘summoned familiar’ called out by mom, escorted him to the guard’s base at the nearest town.
And now, I’m alone with mom.
Even though they are summoned familiars, but is it alright to let demons escort someone?
And, it seems like there is no problem in killing off the thief company. As expected, in this world the life of a criminal is not valued at all.
So, I reported how i came to rescue her (Running through the cliffs and running on waters et cetera). Now it the scoring time by the examiner, in short mom.
Results are……
“……Well, now that you have come here, I have to give you passing marks. So, now you have passed and have achieved full mastership.”
……On the contrary to the good words, for some reason her eyes are not laughing?
Normally in these situations, one would give praises to the child who just gave results that are more than expected and splendid too, right? No, it might be boasting to say that myself.
Erm, so why is she not so happy?
“It’s not like I’m not happy. As a mother, as a teacher, I am proud and delighted at your more than expected abilities. But……”
……But?
“Minato, from what I know, it should have been evening by the time you reach here, even if you use your abilities to full extent. In that case……you have made new magic in secret and are hiding them. right? ”
“Crap!”
Ah-…….
So that’s why you were angry.
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The story goes back to some years.
The me having knowledge and memories from previous life, along with the creative power of a pubescent boy loving fantasy, started researching magic by myself not long after starting the training for magic.
At first it didn’t go well, furthermore to deal the finishing attack, came the shocking truth of me not having talent in magic.
However, Somehow or other, I started researching about my original magic to heal my broken heart.
After all, things like these are what I admire for some reason.
Just by having the possibility of gaining my own magic or power that can’t be used by others. My intellectual curiosity intensified rapidly.
Mom still watched over me, though being surprised.
Though I say that, in the eyes of mom I looked like a small child playing while thinking about my own magic. That is something normal in this world for childs to think about their own magic.
In my previous world, all I remember children doing is, acting macho, shouting ‘I’ll become a superhero in future’ or ‘I’ll invent a great weapon’.
But, unfortunately, the me, mom was looking is not a normal child. I am the being having memories of past life, logical way of thinking and adults way of life.
Naturally,mom who had no way of knowing that secret payed no heed to me researching the original magic and regarded it as child’s play.
……The mom’s negligence and lack of awareness of my doings, once invited a disaster.
While manipulating the magic inside my body, my original magic started going on rampage inside my body and exploded.
That time, neither me or mom knew about what had occurred,
But, seeing the blood dripping from my hand, and feeling the piercing pain that came a little late. I couldn’t stand it and cried like a small child.
Mom came running to me in a panic whose face had turned pale and while healing me with magic, she was desperately trying to understand about the situation.
A few minutes later,
Mom heard about the situations and rest of things from me after healing most of injuries.
Though i say that, it’s just that she listened to me earnestly instead of regarding it as fabrication.
Mom who heard it, didn’t get angry.
No, she did scold me saying ‘you did a really dangerous deed’ but soon after that,
‘Sorry’ she said that, and hugged me while crying.
She scolded herself, saying that she never listened to me properly and so she didn’t pay heed to my deeds and due to that I got hurt. And also said ‘I won’t get angry at you, after all, I never told you that it was dangerous.’
It’s all ’you reap what you sow’ so it’s not mom’s fault. I told her that many times but she didn’t agree it. Mom couldn’t forgive herself.
At that time, along with the sense of guilty,
it might be a little bit imprudent, but I seriously thought that I have been blessed with areally good mother and got happy.
And, Mom who now understood the ‘research’ I do is not ‘child’s play’ but a full-fledged ‘research’ made 3 promises with me.
I always have to report the magic I have found during the research.