I Reincarnated as a Mob in a Depressing Erotic Video Game World. When I Saved the Main Heroine That Fallen Into Despair, Her Overwhelming Obsessive Love for Me Wouldn’t Stop. - Chapter 32

I took Ena’s test sheet after she finished and started grading it.

Ena… she’s serious and works hard, but she’s not exactly the type to be great at studying. She scored high on memorization questions, but the more advanced ones didn’t go so well.

The result was 81 points.

The reward line I set was 90.

“Aw…”

Ena slumped and looked really down. I felt sorry for her. I wanted to hug her and spoil her right away, but this is all for her own good. I held back.

“Well… you’ll get another chance soon. If you score 90 next time, I’ll give you a proper reward.”

“…I’m sorry. I couldn’t meet your expectations, Shiruto-kun…?”

“I-it’s okay. Honestly, 81 on the first try is already amazing.”

“…Really? You won’t abandon me…?”

“I won’t. Good job, Ena.”

I gently stroked her hair.

Even though she had looked so sad before, her cheeks slowly started turning red.

“…Hehe. I like it when you touch my hair, Shiruto-kun.”

“I’m glad. If you like it, I can do it anytime.”

“Yeah. I like you, Shiruto-kun.”

She grinned so brightly it made me smile.

With this, I think she can handle the studies no problem. In three weeks, she should be able to gain enough knowledge and imagination to use magic at a first-class level.

(The real problem… is her trauma…)

But even that, I know, has to be handled little by little. To fully control the “Witch’s Seed,” she’ll need a stable mind.

“…Ena. Let’s get some sleep early tonight to be ready for tomorrow.”

“Yeah.”

Ralthea set the deadline at three weeks.

…It’s fine. That should be enough time.

I told myself that as I held Ena in my arms and drifted off to sleep.

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The next morning.

Following Ralthea’s message on my device that said, “The promise has been kept,” Ena and I headed to another building on the opposite side of the main school.

It was the run-down school building that no one used anymore.

In one of the rooms, there was a hand-written sign leaning against the wall that read “Special Scholarship Class.”

Inside, there was a man at the teacher’s desk, or more like lying face down on it, about to fall asleep.

“…Hey, you’re here. You must be a famous scholarship student?”

A black-haired man with stubble. He looked like a teacher… though I didn’t remember any character like this in the original story.

“I’m Zegio Wisteller. I guess you could say I’m your teacher in charge.”

“…Y-yes.”

We hadn’t even sat down yet. I held Ena’s hand, and we each took one of the two lonely desks.

“Um… I’ll be in your care from today, Shiruto Lugi—”

“Ah, none of that. Cut it out.”

Zegio kept his upper body on the desk and let out a lazy yawn.

“I didn’t want to deal with troublesome kids like you. But that scary student council president insisted. Well, my salary went up too, so I had no choice but to transfer here.”

“…I see.”

It wasn’t just laziness. His attitude seemed almost like he was picking a fight. Could this be Ralthea’s way of messing with us?

At that moment, the chime from the main building reached us.

“…Sensei. Class has started, please begin the lesson.”

“Huh? Ah… look at that.”

Zegio pointed backward with his thumb. On the old blackboard were the words, “Self-study. Forever. Always self-study.”

“Eh… Zegio-sensei? Does that mean we just study by ourselves?”

No answer came.

Instead… a loud snore.

It seemed Zegio had already fallen completely asleep. Ena and I exchanged glances and gave each other a wry smile.

“…Shiruto-kun. He’s kind of an interesting teacher…?”

“…Y-Yeah. If you put it nicely, I guess he is…”

But. This honestly worked out perfectly.

—Let me take back what I said before. Ralthea probably wasn’t messing with us at all. She must have expected this.

With the excuse of self-study, I could personally guide Ena. That’s way more efficient than giving her a halfhearted teacher.

“U-um… what should I do…?”

Ena fidgeted nervously while hiding her mouth behind her textbook.

I slammed my hand on the desk and stood up.

“Forget the books for now, Ena. Let’s move somewhere you can actually use magic.”

This old building had a pretty big outdoor training area. Since classes were going on, we wouldn’t run into anyone.

In other words, it was the perfect time for magic practice.

“B-but… my magic… I don’t know if I…”

“It’s fine. I’m right here with you.”

I said it confidently.

But honestly… I was more worried than I let on.

Because Ena has the “Witch’s Seed,” and only she can use this special kind of magic.

[Destruction and Rebirth] — the most powerful magic in “Magiaka” by far.