༺ My Daughter is a Genius? ༻
âI am just going to run some simple tests for her physical abilities and other things.â
âNaru, ready!â
Naru appeared very excited in her new set of gym clothes.
The white top and red shorts looked very comfortable for movement.
Her shoes were made of leather and resembled modern sneakers.
This was a testament to the technological prowess of Freesia.
âFirst, how about a 100-meter run?â
Brigitte came out with a chart and checked something with her pen.
Soon, Naru stepped onto the track.
Thunkâ
Naru assumed a creditable crouching pose even without anyone telling her how.
âIs that really my daughter?â
Sheâs really quick-witted.
If she truly takes after me, then she must be a good runner.
Black-haired people are so good at running that it was joked around that the ones who couldnât were already caught by the guards and killed.
âGood. Ready. Set. Go!â
At Brigitteâs mark, Naru started running.
She pushed forward with a Kickâ! andâ¦
âSlow.â
Why is she so slow?
Her pace was slower than expected for a six-year-old.
She even tripped over her own leg, falling mid-run.
âOofâ¦!â
Thudâ
âB-Blood, Blood is c-coming out of Naru! Waaaah!â
And she was crying a surprising lot?
Her sobs sounded just like a firetruck siren.
âYeah, well. Maybe sheâs not good at running.â
I nodded.
Now there were the push-ups and sit-ups.
âHaaa, Haaaa, J-justâ¦..Oneâ¦..â
But she couldnât even do those either.
Not even one.
ââ¦Is this really my daughter?â
Something is not right.
Naru, despite her unlimited energy, was not athletic at all.
Even Brigitte seemed surprised at the unexpected results.
âIf her written tests are going to be like this too, she wonât make it. Since she was your daughter I thought she would be able to do at least ten. Are you sure this is your kid?â
I was also a little doubtful about that now.
But before I could even answer, Naru got up.
She grabbed my pants and started sobbing again.
âN-Naru is dad Judasâ daughter! Donât throw Naru away⦠Waaaah!â
She was crying so sorrowfully.
Did she think I would abandon her just because she couldnât do at least one push-up?
Honestly, I did consider it.
But just a little bit, just a little tiny bit.
âOkay, okay, Donât cry. Itâs okay.â
I never knew what do to when a child started bawling.
So I gently stroked her head, and she started sniffing a little, calming down.
Witnessing that, Brigitte said.
âWell, all thereâs left is the magic aptitude test. Honestly, if sheâs your daughter, Judas, this will be nothing more than a formality since your aptitude is zero. And magic is closely tied with oneâs bloodline, soâ¦â
Shhhâ
Even as Brigitte spoke with a pessimistic tone, she brought a large bucket-like container from somewhere.
It was filled with water.
But it wasnât any ordinary water, but a slightly viscous milky white substance.
It looked like milk.
âThis is pure magic conductive water. This is how we usually measure magic potential. Of course, normal magic conductive water is more transparent and colorless, but someone of my standing can obtain the purified version easily.â
âReally?â
I had no idea what she was talking about, but since it sounded like it was something amazing, I nodded.
Then Brigitte continued to rumble, sounding even more excited.
âIf the test subject has any magic aptitude then the milky white color will change like this.â
Dipâ
She dipped her index finger into the bucket.
Then, the milky substance instantly turned pitch black and started bubbling.
It was a very ominous sight, like boiling tar.
âWell, thatâs how it works.â Said Brigitte with a self-depreciatory tone.
From what I heard; Brigitte, was granted the âBlackâ color upon her ascendence as an archmage.
I knew this because her preferred magic was also black and very destructive.
However, she didnât seem to like the color.
It must be why she also didnât like me very muchâ a black-haired Babaroi.
Not that she ever said it outright.
It was the kind of thing youâd eventually notice after spending a lot of time together.
âWow, itâs black, blackâ¦! The same color as Naruâs hairâ¦! Deep, pitch-black, like the nightâ¦!â
Naru however, looked overjoyed at the bucket.
Does she like black that much?
I remember loving the color yellow when I was at that age.
One time I remember getting smacked because I scribbled all over the walls with a yellow crayonâ
But that wasnât important right now.
Splashâ!
Brigitte poured the water from the bucket onto the ground.
âThere are five main colors based on the intensity of magic: red, blue, yellow, orange, and black. Depending on the strength of oneâs mana, there might be a few variations on the color shade.â
Rippleâ
As Naru watched the pitch-black water seep into the floor, Brigitte refilled the bucket and put it in front of her.
âDip your hand in and try to release your mana. If you have any magic potential, you should know how to do it instinctively, so thereâs no need to teach you that.â
Releasing your mana?
I had no idea what that meant.
The people in Pangaea could do that as naturally as breathing, but I, a guy from the 21st century from Korea, had no clue about these things.
But what about Naru?
She seemed to be a child born in this world.
âGnnrgh, gnnn, gnnnrrâ¦!â
Plop!
Naru dipped her hand into the bucket and put on a very serious expression.
âGuuuh, guuuh, guuuuuuuâ¦.!â
She looked like she was trying to hold back something.
So, I asked her.
âNaru, do you need to go to the bathroom? Or do you want some tissue?â
âGnrrr, N-No!!!â
Maybe not that then.
Why so angry?
I donât have this sort of tick.
Maybe thatâs something she took after her mom?
I really want to see who her mom is.
Is she the kind of woman who is usually calm but can completely flip over when she gets angry?
I kind of liked that.
A few minutes passed.
Brigitte soon shook her head and took the bucket away.
The water in the bucket remained white, and only ripples caused by her little finger could be seen.
Brigitte narrowed her eyes after saying that.
âYou donât seem to have any sort of magical talent. She is just like you in this aspect Judas, but that is to be expected since black-haired people rarely have magical talent.â
So thatâs how it is.
Well, this was the end of Naruâs skill test.
To be honest, I didnât feel much about it.
If I had to put it in words, my current feelings would be âOh wellâ.
I mean, letâs be honest here, If you were talented when you were six years old, just how much talent would you have?
Itâs enough if she grows up to be a good person.
Because of this, I wasnât disappointed or angry.
Naru seemed a bit gloomy though.
âNaru, no magical talentâ¦â
She looked a bit pitiful
So I tried to reassure her.
âItâs okay. When I was young, I always came in last in races.â
Thatâs why I hated sports day at school.
Itâs really embarrassing to come in last place when your parents are watching you.
So, as I recalled my younger self, I tried to comfort Naru, who seemed a little depressed.
Tskâ
Brigitte clicked her tongue.
âThis is why itâs going to be difficult for her to get admittedâ¦Might as well do something about it. Maybe I should sabotage the written test scoresâ¦â
The woman who is hailed as a hero by the rest of the world, was going to cheat a six-year-out out of the admission?
Why in the world would she do that?
Maybe she was just curious about the whole âspace-timeâ magic involving Naru. Mages sure love these kinds of weird stuff.
Perhaps thatâs why she wants Naru around.
Like her own personal lab rat.
ââ¦â
Wait a minute.
Is it safe for Naru to be close to Brigitte?
â-Ahhh A little girl from the future! I canât lose this rare material. I wonder which part should i dissect first?
â- Hiiiiiik, Dad! Please save Naru from the scary lady!
ââ¦â
Seeing how Mages are a weird bunch, this was possible!
It was the same reason why I was playing the role of Judas of Bavaria, instead of admitting that I was an otherworlder!
What if she tried to capture me to experiment on my otherworlder body?
Perhaps it would be better not to mention the fact that Naru came from the future so openly.
I should warn Brigitte about this too.
âThen, Iâll take care of this pure magical water.â
Shhâ.
Brigitte left us.
Leaving me and Naru alone in the field.
With nothing to do.
No, we had something to do.
âI should find out whatâs going on here. Brigitte is hiding something, and thatâs suspicious. Shall we go on a little adventure?.â
âAdventureâ¦?!â
Naruâs eyes shone a little.
* * * * * * * * * *
Swooshâ
The pure magical water burbled in the bucket carried by Brigitte.
Its color was the purest of white.
Only the purest mana could be this clean and clear.
This was the pinnacle that all mages strived for.
But Brigitte was not happy at all.
Because black was the complete opposite of white.
And that was the color of her mana.
Her magic was also pitch black.
She had faced discrimination from a young age because of it.
Black was considered an ominous and anomalous color.
And it was common sense that no Mage with this color had ever accomplished anything of value.
Brigitteâs decision to join the Demon King subjugation party was driven by the desire to make a name for herself, to make everyone incapable of ignoring her, despite the color of her mana.
In the end.
Brigitte became an Archmage and was given the title of âMage of the Black Jewelâ.
Now that some time had passed.
Has her life truly changed for the better?
âLook, thatâs Brigitte.â
âSheâs amazing, isnât she?â
âAhh, but Iâm kind of scared of her. Didnât you hear that she can annihilate a whole platon with her magic?â
âSheâs a black mageâ¦â
See, itâs always like this.
Brigitte had once tried hard to gain recognition from others, but her efforts only managed to distance her from the people even more.
âHmph.â
Of course.
Brigitte was too noble to care about gossip.
As someone who had broken through the Demon Kingâs Castle, she had a certain amount of self-pride now.
âYou said my mana was the color of the nightâs sky.â
Naru had mentioned this earlier while looking at the bucket.
It reminded Brigitte of something Judas once told her about her mana.
âYour mana is just like the night sky. The darkness of the night is the perfect cover for a rogue like me to hide. You and I are quite compatible, donât you think so?
âHahâ¦? Iâm a top graduate of the Graham Academy! How can I, an elite among elites, be compatible with a criminal like you? Why is someone like you the last member of this party, and not someone useful like a demon hunterâ¦?
It was during their first meeting.
It seemed like a lifetime ago.
âWe were complete idiots back then.â
Thinking back on it. Judas didnât mind Brigitteâs magic. Nor did he find it scary or ominous.
âIt was the first time someone treated me with no reservation.â
The Night Sky, huh?
Brigitte felt a sudden compulsion to see her manaâs color again.
So, she slipped into an alley where no one was looking and dipped her finger into the bucket.
Right into the perfect white liquid.
Now, if she released a little of her mana, the color would change to black akin to a Nightâs Sky once more.
But, when she did it.
ââ¦?â
Brigitte feld someting strange.
Because the color of the bucket, even after being exposed to Briggiteâs mana was still pure white.
âImpossibleâ¦â
While mana was an ever-changing substance.
There were only a few cases where such a thing remained pure white after being exposed to Brigitteâs manaâ¦
And one of those casesâ¦
â¦Was that the water had already undergone a color change.
This meant that someone had already caused a change in the color of this pure white water.
ââ¦No way!â
The white color.
It was a color that could not exist for the people of this world.
Was Naru, the self-proclaimed daughter of Judas, the possessor of such a thing?
As a mage, Brigitte was brimming with excitement, but as a Hero, she began to feel a foreboding sense of danger.
âJudas, just what the hell youâve gotten yourself into?â
Naru said she had traveled back six years in time to prevent a âgreat dangerâ.
This meant that something very bad was going to happen between the present and six years from now on.
âCould it be that was why Judas came to the Graham Academy? To prevent that catastrophe?â
Brigitte recalled her old comradeâ Judas.
He was a man with many secrets, but he was also incredibly skilled.
He also liked to handle things on his own, no matter the situation.
Maybe.
Just maybe, he was aware of this âgreat dangerâ unfolding in the darkness of the Academy or in Freesia, and he came here to stop it.
Maybe he pretended to not know about it, but in reality, he was trying to prevent Brigitte from getting involved in a dangerous situation.
No, she was sure it was exactly that.
It is Judas after all.
âThen again, Naruâs mother must beâ¦â
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