When I walked through the door with a fairy on it at the entrance of the student dormitory, there was a strange magical reaction.
Is it an anti-intervention measure or something?
Hmm. There seems to be no direct harm in it.
When I opened the door, there was a woman wearing a white coat neatly on the reception counter.
"You're a new student, aren't you? Can I have a word?
Yeah, right. Now I remember.
This is the same witchdoctor who used to cast a protective spell on the students.
My name is fedia. I'm in charge of the first-year wing.
Hmm. This teacher named Fedea, although his ability as a magician is known to a degree, seems to have a rather stoic character.
The well-trained body of Fedea is not something that can be acquired overnight.
He probably trains on a daily basis.
That's not to say that this is the case, but let's pay a certain amount of respect to this female teacher.
''First, I'll hand out the school's designated clothing to you guys.
After saying that, Fedya handed us a transparent bag of clothing.
It seems that what is in the bag is the school's designated uniform.
In principle, you are free to wear whatever you want inside the dormitory. But if you step out of the dormitory even for a moment, you absolutely must wear your uniform.
After that, Fedya continued to lecture us on the rules of the school.
But.
I'm not just interested in the detailed rules of the school, I'm interested in the uniform in front of me.
This uniform ....... |You have an imprint (enchantment) on it.
Yeah. That's right. You are well aware of what I'm talking about. It's supposed to be marked with the markings "Demon-proof" and "Stain-proof".
I won't go into the details, but imprinting magic is a black-eyed sorcerer's specialty.
Simply put, it can improve the properties of objects.
If the gray-eyed magician is a professional who 'strengthens' and 'changes' living things, then the black-eyed magician is its material version.
''Excuse me, but who is the imprint?''
I believe it's the school's designated contractor: ....... Do you have any complaints about our school's uniform?
'No. Not particularly so: ......
Of course you're lying. If I have a complaint, I have one.
Since it's something that can't be said to the non-specialist Fedea, I kept quiet, but this uniform, the materials used are first-class, but the engraving on it is a good thing, even if it's de third-rate.
Apparently, in this world where magic has declined after 200 years, it seems to have fallen to the level of granting magic.
Huh. You've ruined a good quality material.
This needs to be re-engraved later.
Now, you'll be in your rooms for your first year upstairs. Pick up the keys at the front desk and go back to your rooms and do whatever you want until tomorrow's entrance ceremony. By the way, my recommendation is the gym we've set up in the basement.
I see. The reason why Fedea's body was not inferior to those of the top-notch magicians was more of a hobbyist thing, I suppose.
The same was true in the world two hundred years ago when I was there.
Ash-eyed wizards who are always facing their bodies are the ones who are addicted to 'strength training'.
''No~. What a stern person she seemed to be! I think she's beautiful, though. I don't think she's the type of person who's popular with the opposite s*x.
Ted muttered to himself as he looked sideways at Fedya's rear end.
Hey. Ted.
You, I don't think you should say something like that until he walks away completely.
For a moment now, Fedya's steps seemed to have stopped dead in their tracks.
Maybe Ted's point was a figurehead for the person in question.