Half a year has passed since the extermination of the thieves.
After that, my father left me alone, telling me to train in magic rather than swordsmanship and to propose to Ada on the side.
So, I meet Ada every day.
Ada seems to have become more attached to me lately, fearing the change in attitude of those around her.
She is a clever girl for her age, but…
It seems that she finds it quite disgusting to grovel to someone she usually looks down on just for her own benefit.
Since then, she has avoided meeting not only the villagers but even her own family.
Although I understand the change in her attitude and the reversal of her behavior to some extent, my mental state hasn’t caught up with it.
Even though I understand it in my head, my heart is filled with disgust towards humans.
So I spend my time developing magic while dealing with my increasing number of siblings.
Huh? Ada’s care?
I don’t know about that.
Humans are filthy creatures! Isn’t that a well-known fact?
How to reconcile that is Ada’s personal problem.
Well, if she starts saying things like “I’ll drop Axis onto Earth because I’m tired of human ugliness,” I’ll offer some advice or caution, but for now, there’s no problem, right?
So, recently, I’ve finally become proficient in using the “Generate Magic” app.
“Generate Magic” is an app I created, and its essence is basically 3DCAD.
Most likely, most people in the mechanical field have used it at some point, right?
In short, it’s a magic app that allows you to design 3D CG blueprints on a computer and create them.
…But, while it works well for generating industrial products, it’s not really suited for attempting “creation of life.”
Creating an application that enables the creation of living beings is a future challenge.
“Generate Magic” is a rip-off of CAD, so it was relatively easy to create, but designing and creating a program to design life is something I’ve never done before.
It will probably take several years of work.
In parallel with that, I’m also progressing with another project.
That’s right… time travel.
No, it’s not a fairy tale-like story. It’s not about a Gullwing American car or anything like that.
But what if there were someone who could use magic to “go back in time and kill a nuisance when they were young”?
Anyone would be troubled if they were sent a murderous cyborg from the past and were killed before they were born, right?
My mother isn’t a heroine who would rampage with a machine gun.
Setting jokes aside, despite various difficulties, if there are some technological breakthroughs, theoretically, time travel magic could exist…
So, I want to proceed with the project of “protection against time-transcendent attacks” as a long-term project.
And then there’s this.
“Realization of eternal youth and immortality”…
I’ve been dragging along since I died right after saying, “Here we go!” in the previous world.
So, I want to live longer.
This also seems achievable with several years of research.
Moreover, since some experiments have already been successful to some extent, it seems likely to be realized relatively soon.
…Experiment?
Of course, Ada-chan, my beloved guinea pig, did it for me!
One experiment was if it failed, her brain would be destroyed, and the other was if it failed, her body would decay, but she cleared both.
…I seem like quite the villain, huh?
Well, that’s actually true.
But I’ve conducted animal experiments and verified sufficient theory beforehand, and in the end, I’m conducting human experiments to fill in the missing pieces.
I’m not making them do incomprehensible things like “You have a 30% chance of dying suddenly!”.
I’m confident that I’ve reduced the risk to the extent of vaccine anaphylaxis shock or even lower.
Besides, if a problem arises, I’m the only one who can do something about it, so Ada has to be my guinea pig.
I’ll say it again, I like Ada, you know?
I’m not quite familiar with sexual desire yet, but she’s preferable both as a woman and as a person.
First of all, ordinary people in this world, due to differences in knowledge and ways of thinking, I somehow can’t bring myself to like them.
Ada, who I’ve been teaching various earthly knowledge since I was a child, has values closer to mine among the people in this world.
I intend to protect her as much as possible.
That being said, the experiments will continue.
And a little more time passed, and I turned nine.
Because it’s not based on birthdays, but rather, when the year changes, your age increases by one, even if you’re eight, you become nine.
That’s a little before spring.
Suddenly, my father brought home what he called a home tutor.
From the Carranheit Border Count’s house, a magician was dispatched to our house, the Rayvan Knight Baron’s house.
She was a girl of about fifteen years old who introduced herself as Margaret Gardener.
Although she’s called a girl, she’s much more refined compared to the women in this damn countryside and has an attitude of intelligence accumulated from solid learning.
She’s a petite beauty with long chestnut hair and bright, wide-open eyes.
“Pleased to meet you, Lord Rayvan Knight Baron. I am Margaret, the second daughter of the Gardener family, who have served as vassals of the Carranheit Border Count for generations.”
“Ah, yes!”
“The other day, the Border Count saw your letter, Lord Rayvan Knight Baron, and was very surprised. Is this the legitimate son of the magician who exterminated the thieves?”
“Yeah, th-that’s right! My son is a magician!”
“I see… Then, since the Border Count requested it, I will be staying in the Rayvan Knight Baron’s territory for a while to provide magical education to the legitimate son. May I have your permission?”
“Yes! That’s fine!”
“Thank you very much. Then, I’ll be taking care of the legitimate son.”
“Yeah! I’m counting on you!”
Hmm, as expected of my father.
A vassal… in other words, like a direct subordinate, but speaking so casually to the Border Count’s vassal.
It’s like a section chief talking casually to the president’s secretary.
Terrible, isn’t it?
No education at all.
Ah, home tutoring, huh…
I don’t need that.
It’s just unnecessary meddling.
…Huh?
But it might be a good opportunity to learn about the level of magic users in the world, right?
I imagine there are some who can drop meteorites, cause earthquakes, or create compressed air explosions inside the human body.
So, I’ve got perfect countermeasures against those.
Alright, it’s not bad.
I’ll listen to what she has to say.
“Pleased to meet you, I am Exus, Lord Rayvan Knight Baron’s legitimate son. I don’t know much about the Gardner family since this area is so rural, but… from your polite greeting, I am convinced that you are an intelligent person. I am a humble and inexperienced person, but please take care of me.”
A fake smile, a courteous attitude…
Well, it’s good enough to stir up, squeeze out some information, and then discard her like a brat.
“…I see, you seem quite eloquent.”
Huh?
“There are quite a few like you. Children who happen to be able to use a little magic, and their parents make a fuss, but in reality, they are not great magicians.”
Oh, I see.
Change of plans.
I’ll play along, you brat.
