Academy’S Gumiho Is A Magical Genius [EN]: Chapter 6

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius – Episode 6

Academy Gumiho is a Magic Genius 6

Peer (1)

A girl appeared out of nowhere and aimed for my neck.

I wondered if she was an assassin, so I checked her attire and saw that she was wearing the academy’s training uniform. A black uniform with sky blue accents.

If my memory serves me correctly, that color is worn by first-year freshmen.

‘Was she also training?’

Sweat was pouring down the girl’s face like rain.

It was proof that she had been training intensely.

I don’t know who she is or what kind of training she did, but.

The only thing I can do right now is to beg.

“W-wait a minute… Get that spear away from me…”

All I could do was plead for her to remove the spear pressing against my Adam’s apple.

She didn’t seem like someone I could handle with my strength, and she would move much faster than I could cast a fire spell. In this situation, saying this was the best I could do.

──Squeeze.

But in life, nothing ever goes as planned.

I felt the force pressing against my Adam’s apple increase as she listened to my plea, and I realized it with desperation.

“…What if, on the contrary, I attack you?”

“Wh-why would I attack… Keuk!”

“You just did. Attacked.”

“What? Me, attack…?”

Her tone was somewhat clumsy.

Chilseong Academy is a world-renowned educational institution, so there are many international students. But this tone doesn’t sound like someone using an unfamiliar foreign language.

A short way of speaking that clearly showed she didn’t want to prolong the conversation. But it contained the essence of what she wanted to say, so it was easy to understand.

‘…Did I attack? Ah, is she talking about that fireball?’

[Fireball] that I created because I wanted to test out the magic I had learned.

It was unfair to me, but she could have perceived it as a situation where she was about to be attacked. It seems that I tried to attack her, so she neutralized me.

Then I need to clear up the misunderstanding quickly.

“I-I didn’t do it on purpose…!”

“…Then, by mistake?”

“Y-yes! So please stop pressing on my Adam’s apple. It’s hard to breathe…!”

“…Liar.”

Squeeze!

Contrary to expectations, the girl pressed down on my Adam’s apple even harder.

What emotions does she have towards me to do this?

“It’s not a lie…! I, I was just trying to test my magic…”

“…Test your magic?”

“Yeah, that’s right! In the first place, how could I possibly do anything to you with my skills!”

I wanted to get angry, but the girl was in control of the situation. The priority here is to show as weak as possible and get out of here.

“Look at my arm. Realistically, can this body do any harm to you?!”

I stretched out my right arm to her as if to have her check.

Then, the force pressing against my Adam’s apple increased even more, but she reduced her strength after seeing my thin and withered arm.

Eventually, her gaze swept over my entire body.

Discomfort washed over the girl’s face, which had shown no particular emotion.

“…How can a body be this thin?”

“W-well, it’s not that thin…”

“…I’ll get it out of your way right away.”

“……”

“Th-that’s right… There’s no way such a skinny body could harm me.”

The plan to escape by showing weakness worked.

But why does my heart hurt so much?

‘It’s not that skinny…’

Is it because my body is similar to my real body? I felt unfairly accused.

Even if I wanted to say something, the girl had already gotten up from her seat and started wielding her spear.

She didn’t seem to care about me at all.

I wanted to say something to her, but she had already fallen into a state of ecstasy, wielding her spear.

If I mess with her now, I’ll be in a worse situation than having my Adam’s apple pressed.

“Oh, what a fate.”

I trudged out of the multi-person training room.

What is this?

* * *

The same routine as usual.

Even after entering the academy, Seo Yerin’s routine remained unchanged.

She just desperately practiced swordsmanship and focused on studying. That was her only day.

In order not to fall behind, there was no time to do anything else.

‘Even this is not enough for a day.’

How nice would it be if the day was longer than 24 hours?

There would be more days when I thought about it than days when I didn’t.

No matter how much I divided the time, it was not enough.

Even if I reduced rest time and sleep time to train and study, ideal results did not come out.

Still, I had no choice but to keep doing it.

Because that was all Seo Yerin had.

“If only my grandfather had passed on the family’s secrets. Such trivial swordsmanship…”

Whoo-oong!

She swung her spear.

With a loud wind sound in the training room, her wooden spear flashed.

The wooden spear drew a beautiful trajectory and was linked to the next posture like flowing water.

Seo Family Spear Technique.

The swordsmanship created by Seo Yerin’s grandfather.

It was clearly a swordsmanship with deep martial arts, but it was not enough for Seo Yerin.

Rather, by learning this swordsmanship, she became frustrated.

‘…It’s too easy.’

Her grandfather is a genius martial artist.

As evidence of this, the Seo Family Spear Technique created by her grandfather was an excellent swordsmanship without any flaws.

However, if there is no risk, there is no return.

The Seo Family Spear Technique chose perfection and gave up power and mystery in return.

Seo Yerin was very disappointed with that fact.

If only the Seo Family Spear Technique was a little more profound swordsmanship. If it was more powerful instead of having flaws.

Above all, if only I could learn more of the swordsmanship created by my grandfather.

“I… I can definitely become stronger.”

A burning desire for improvement in my heart.

This was not a spark that could be easily extinguished.

Seo Yerin wanted to become stronger. I wanted to resemble and surpass my grandfather.

However, her grandfather was the type of person who would extinguish even the embers, let alone nurture Seo Yerin’s fire, saying ‘Train and study on your own’ as a habit every day.

So I entered Chilseong.

Chilseong Academy is a place where talented people of her age gather.

I thought that such a place would be able to satisfy my burning desire for improvement.

And that thought was only half right.

It was true that elites of her age gathered at Chilseong Academy from all over the world. Some classmates had even reached a higher level than her.

‘…This isn’t it either.’

But so far, there has been no particular stimulation.

Well, it’s only been a month since I entered, so it’s natural.

I needed stimulation.

‘If something could just electrify me, flash…’

It would be really nice.

Inspiration or teaching, anything is fine.

Stimulation was essential for Seo Yerin now.

So she reached out to a new genre.

A field of study called ‘Healing’, which is completely opposite to the martial arts she has learned so far.

So far, Seo Yerin has only learned techniques to injure or defend while learning swordsmanship.

For her, healing, which heals wounds and curses, was a new shock.

This was also a completely new stimulus.

Originally, healing was just one of the memorization subjects to get good grades, but at some point, she had the idea of learning healing a little more deeply.

I want to study healing a little more.

But there was no one to ask.

The healing professor didn’t like receiving questions, and her only friend was ignorant of anything other than her major.

Then the only option is the library.

So, as soon as her work was over, Seo Yerin ran to the library.

“…Good.”

A smile blooms on Seo Yerin’s face as she takes out a book and reads it.

At first, reading was started to gain knowledge, but now I like the quiet atmosphere of the library and the unique smell of books.

But what’s even better than that is that there are no limits to the teachings in books.

Unlike professors who don’t teach their unique skills even to students, or grandfathers who tell them to pioneer their own path.

Some books gave her a shallow glimpse of knowledge, while others gave her a deep glimpse, opening up new perspectives for her.

But books are not always helpful.

“I need… teaching. My abilities alone are not enough.”

There was a limit to reading.

No matter how many books contain various knowledge, they are ultimately just a collection of letters.

It is only a fraction of fragmentary information.

It is a different dimension from experiencing it directly.

This is especially true for studies that use the body, such as swordsmanship.

Seo Yerin felt impatient.

Clearly, her talent and understanding are outstanding.

She proved it by being in the top five in the practical and written exams from the time she entered the school. But proof alone was not enough.

Unlike Seo Yerin, who felt frustrated with her stagnant skills recently, most students seemed to be growing wings on their talents by meeting professors.

I may be better now, but I don’t know when I’ll be overtaken. Today, she swung her spear from early dawn to soothe the anxiety in her heart.

Effort was the best she could do.

Whirly!

Swinging her spear, she tried to reproduce the blurry movements in her memory.

The movements of her resentful grandfather, who is called the Sword Saint but only taught her basic swordsmanship. Seo Yerin struggled to somehow implement the swordsmanship she had witnessed a long time ago.

She herself considered her situation very miserable.

Other students get stronger through family martial arts or teachers.

I’m always the only one who doesn’t have that.

Instead, Seo Yerin has brilliant talent. Because it is brilliant, it was even more difficult to find someone who could make it bloom.

“…If only there was someone who could give me teaching, enlightenment.”

I would do anything I could do.

That was the clearest and most passionate desire as a student and martial artist who wanted teaching.

Just as she was feeling the desire in her heart and trying to recall her grandfather’s swordsmanship that she had seen from afar again.

Kugugugung!

Vibration and explosion that shook the training room.

Surprised, she quickly kicked out of the training room and grabbed the man who was presumed to have caused the explosion in the room next door. I don’t know who he was, but I was going to say a few harsh words to someone who didn’t follow basic etiquette in a public training room.

“…How can a body be this thin?”

She couldn’t hide her shock.

I’ve never seen a body like this before.

The man’s wrist is that thin.

It was too thin.

Even middle school students these days are not that slender.

‘H-hopefully… I didn’t hurt him, did I?’

The man was the weakest person she had ever witnessed in the world.

At first, I clearly came with an annoyed heart, but at some point, guilt took its place.

The physical gap with the other person was that great.

To put it bluntly, there was a difference between a bear and a baby fox.

Because he was such a man, she didn’t know now.

What kind of relationship will that skinny man have later?

For her, who is eager for teaching, it was still a long way off to receive teaching from someone weaker than herself.

* * *

A little time has passed since then.

As soon as my breathing returned to normal, I immediately left the training room and returned to the dormitory. I threw the slightly scorched clothes in the trash and immediately washed away the sweat and burnt smell with a shower.

Wearing the same suit as yesterday, I went straight to the lab where I was yesterday.

7:45 AM. It was a little earlier than scheduled, but I arrived early because there was nothing else to do.

I went to work thinking that I would be running errands like yesterday.

“I’m bored.”

No one looked for me for an hour.

No, I’m being completely ignored.

Is this what bullying is?

I’ve only heard about it. I never thought I would be the one to experience it.

It’s really a day when nothing goes right.