Well, Sival followed us all the way. We made our way to a fairly large room with desks, and on the wall perpendicular to the door, there was a massive chalk board, and a podium. I took a seat near the front, so as not to strain my eyes. Hahnu promptly seated herself to my right, and Sival to my left. Other students filed in, full of noisy banter, at least until they saw me. Upon gazing my visage, they fell deadly silent and shuffled to the furthest empty seat from my position.

Next to enter was the Instructor. He was a very skinny man, he had gray skin, large saucer glasses, and shaggy silvery hair and mustache. He glanced around the room briefly, all his motion abruptly stopping when his eyes fell upon me. Why am I getting this much attention? I feel like the protagonist of some fiction or a delinquent who shows up rarely in an anime. He only took a moment to size me up, before he moved to the podium.

“Right then! Let’s begin class then, shall we?” He was scrawny, but he had a booming voice.

“ My name is Jevel. I am your Instructor for mana manipulation. To begin, we will discuss the different types of-” As he was speaking, he reached for a piece of chalk. Abruptly, Jevel brought the chalk across the board at a bad angle, causing a terrible screeching sound.

Everyone twisted and shivered at the noise. Jevel got the worst of it, since he was on the receiving end of the chalk. He shivered madly and fell to the floor. The students glanced at each other, unsure what just happened. Jevel very abruptly sprang up, cartwheeling his arms to maintain balance from his sudden movement. This guy was almost the picture of a clown.

He shuddered once more before continuing. “First is the principal of mana. There is a mana type for each of the elements. The fundamental mana elements are: Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth. After those elements, are the binary elements, such as Ice, Magma, Lightning, and such. Dark and Light mana are rare binaries, which are comprised of each other…”

As Jevel continued, he became more and more energetic with his motions upon the chalk board, drawing diagrams and superfluous pictures that did not look at all like what they were meant to depict, much less a piece of art. Hahnu squirmed in her seat a bit. It seems she was getting impatient or bored with the lecture. Sival was dividing her attention evenly between me and Jevel. It was as though she was torn between the desire for knowledge and love.

Some of the students were trying to hold back giggles during Jevel’s lesson, as the enthusiasm he put behind his drawings were greatly exaggerated, and still only amounted to what could be called elementary drawing skills.

At last class ended with the chimes of the bell that resounded across the campus.The students around me rushed to get out of the classroom quickly. I wasn’t sure if it was to let loose their pent-up laughter or to get away from me.

I rose along with Hahnu and Sival to move on to the next class, which was rune magic. I chose to take rune magic not for its use, but rather to discover if there was a way to send myself back to my world, or perhaps to summon my mother here. By no means was I able to memorize the complicated patterns of the circle used to summon me.

As Hahnu led the way, Sival took my right arm and firmly held it between her breasts, as though she were trying to seduce me with her breasts. Hahnu took notice, and while glaring at Sival, took my left arm and sandwiched it between her own modest breasts. A woman in each arm, I proceeded through the campus, jealous, envious, and disgusted whispers behind my back.

We arrived at the classroom for runic studies in short order. Things more or less went the way they did in the previous class, with one exception. A quiet looking girl with green eyes, green hair, and four translucent green wings gave an abrupt shout of surprise when she saw me. Rather, she did not seem to be looking at me, but through me like she had x-ray vision. She blushed in embarrassment at he own shout, and quickly seated herself directly behind me.

Curious that she would choose to sit so close to me, given the reaction she had upon seeing me. Just what was it that she saw anyway? The other students also began gossiping amongst themselves. There were surprisingly few taking this class, so I could make out some of what they were saying.

“Hoh, so Viridi does have a voice. She’s always so quiet you wouldn’t know.”

“She surprised me with that shout. Veloth sure is scary, huh?”

“Poor Divalei girl. Veloth must have a mountain of mana, for her to react that way. They are really sensitive to mana after all.”

“Oh, look, she sat behind him… I wonder if she knows about what he did to Nilus?”

“Geez, Veloth has girls all over him and it’s only his first day at the academy…”

“No waaaayy. Viridi is too shy to go for a guy like that…” The gossip turned in that direction, so I stopped paying attention to it. About then, the instructor entered… Oddly, it was Jevel again. He had the same reaction as before when he saw me once more. Jevel reached the podium and… tripped. I don’t know what he tripped on, or if there was anything to trip on, but he did it grandly, face first.

Amongst the student’s suppressed giggling, the gossiping banter began again.

“Was master Jevel always so clumsy?”

“He did some weird things in his previous classroom too.”

“I bet its because of Veloth. If I had to teach that guy, I’d be a nervous wreck too.”

Or so it went. Was it my fault that Jevel was a clown today, or was he always a clown. At this point it is becoming difficult to think of him as anything other than a clown. The class continued much like it did in the last one, except this time I had a pair of eyes I could feel boring into my back. Jevels drawings on the chalkboard this time were accurate and precise, as they were displays of runes and how to combine them, he needed to be accurate.

The day more or less continued like that. Any magic classes I took were taught by Jevel, while any physical classes were instructed by Garret. Not sure how I ended up with only the two of them for classes. They themselves also looked surprised and nervous at my repeated reappearances. I did not take any supplementary lessons, such as mathematics, literacy, or history. I had no interest in those after all.

The day at last ended and I wound my way to my dorm room and entered… Problem was, three people followed me into my dorm. The shy and quiet Viridi, who upon questioning, would not tell us her reasons for following me, the straight-forward and loud Sival, who said something about sleeping with her husband, and the watchful discerning eye that is Hahnu, who was attempting to ‘correct’ the situation by also sleeping with me…

While I wouldn’t mind so much with Sival and Hahnu, Viridi also insisted, and it was creepy because I did not know her motives, I also knew her for the least amount of time. My answer to the situation? It was to blow them out of the room with a powerful magical wind, quickly followed by locking the door.

One day over, an unknown number left to go. It was already very tiring, as somehow I acquired myself the ultimate anime cliche harem… At least it was a smaller harem than some, and no one else would be joining it… right?

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