Sacred history 1204, April. The day of the Kyushu Magic Examination. I had just arrived at the exam venue during this time. The same goes for my companions: Fee, Abel, and Mother. While looking around the surroundings, I said, "There are many people." The crowd was easy to spot, and the elf teacher had mentioned that there would be many examinees.
The test consisted of three parts: Magic measurement, practical skill, and writing. This time, the exam would determine whether one could maintain a certain level of magic, rather than the magic being present or not. Of course, if you don't have the specified magic, you'd be disqualified immediately. However, the magic to be judged was only one magic. In other words, if you had the magical power to exercise magic even once, you could pass, so even those with magical power below average could still pass easily. The other changes were for the 10th grade, but practical tests had been added from the 9th grade.
Even the practical tests were easy. All you had to do was use some magic in front of the examiner. At that point, they could judge the stability and control of the magic power, but it would not affect the test results. Even if the magic was dangerous or unstable, it was proof that magic could be used within the range of common sense, and that was enough.
"It's pretty good this time," I said.
"... I'm not good at it," Abel responded.
"It doesn't hurt at all because it adjusts," I said.
"Well, it's natural to be careful as a teacher," Abel replied.
"I'm older than last time, so I'm better than last time."
In other words, the average age of the examinees may be a little higher than before. (Infants were more noticeable than in the 10th grade...) Naturally, I was the only infant candidate.
"Only me...? No," I thought to myself.
Last time, I had observed the nobles.
"Hey, Abel. Last time, there were other youngest passers other than me, right?"
"Is it the fourth princess? Is she a genius in a hundred years?"
But my Al-chan was muttering for a genius without any reason. I was ashamed, so I forgave myself. I wasn't a genius. The last time I got a perfect score, it was because I had an adult brain, not because it was a proud result. With that in mind, the fourth princess and the four princesses were really smart. Unless you were a reincarnated person like me.
(Hmm? No, is it really possible?)
I wasn't the only one. There was no wonder if there were other reincarnated people.
(I want to check it a little. I wonder if I'm not the only one.)
As I looked to the other side, I saw a familiar figure.
"Ah..."
"Hello, this is..."
It was as if I had been waiting. A beautifully fresh girl, like the moon, was standing there. No, I had been waiting because she had said hello, the opening of the conversation.
(After all, this girl was the fourth princess...)
So, how should I react? Should I speak in honorifics? Do I talk normally?
"Hello. Did I meet you before?" I asked.
A female servant behind her looked clearly upset, but I wasn't sure why.
"Yes, yes. It's been a long time. Really, growing up is good. But I don't think I've talked to a child of a commoner." She seemed a little nervous. She seemed calmer during the teen exam, but it may be inevitable that she was nervous as she met someone new for the first time.
"Yeah. I'm fine, and it's up to you." I said.
I met her last time, so that was enough for us to identify each other. But she was a princess of a country, and it wasn't a good idea to talk casually.
If I introduced myself, I might lose my qualification at that point.
(Oh, so I'm nervous.)
At the same time, I understood she wanted to talk to me. But she also seemed to know the danger of potentially losing her chance to qualify. I couldn't help but say, "Don't assume your name."
"I hope we can pass each other today," I said, skipping my own introduction.
"Ah!"
At that moment, she showed a bright smile. It seemed that I had made her happy by noticing her intention. I wanted to say something clever, but before I could, I checked myself.
"By the way, do you understand this word? This is the first Japanese in four years and ten months. Now, what kind of reaction will you have?"
...?
The girl tilted her head with a confused expression. She didn't seem to understand the meaning. In other words, she was not a reincarnated person unless she was just acting.
"Oh, oh... is the current language from some foreign country...?"
"Eh? Ah. It's just from a distant foreign country. Is that so? But I am surprised by the meaning of the word. Is this girl still four years old? Still, are you already a multilingual speaker? If so, that's a great genius. The dimensions are different from someone like me."
By the way, you'll be bad, but do you understand this word?
The girl in front of me reproduced the Japanese I had just spoken without a difference in intonation.
"Is that... is it okay now...?"
"Eh? Ah? Yeah..."
"It's a wonderful language..."
The guilt that I had spoken the wrong thing resonated in my heart.
"Ah... I'm sorry. I said something wrong. The true meaning of the word is this word. I'm sorry."
"Yes. Rather, I wondered if it was a formal modified way..."
"This great girl is amazing," I thought.
"The young lady, it's about time," a woman servant who had been staring at me from the beginning urged the girl. I guessed it was not the convenience of time, but it was impossible for her to talk to a commoner unknown person. Well, I didn't know how she felt. It was natural to be cautious because she also served as an escort.
The girl, who didn't know my name, seemed to understand this. She nodded, "Yes, I understand..."
However, before being prompted to leave, she spoke to me again.
"If you like, could you tell me only one greeting in another language?"
That was a surprising request. Did she just like Japanese? Or was she simply intrigued by languages? Either way, even if I learned Japanese, I wouldn't have the opportunity to use it much. Well, I couldn't explain it, so I gave her a very simple greeting.
"... Hello," I said.
"Thank you. Oh, the greeting is still simple," she responded, saying it in completely fluent Japanese.
(It's amazing, this girl. The contents are much smarter than me as an adult.)
I looked at the moon-like little girl.
Yeah. I think she's a beautiful child. Each part of her is luxurious. Her platinum blonde hair looks smooth and feels good. Her big marine blue eyes are very beautiful, and I could see them clearly.
Speaking of which, her eyes were straight at me. So, it became a form where I looked at her unintentionally.
...........
My gaze must have been too intense because the girl turned red and looked down. Her ears were red. I guess she was embarrassed.
I had done something wrong. She lowered her head, resembling an apple, and said, "Oh, that... and in July, I would be happy if I could meet you again..."
I got it. This was the first conversation between me and the fourth princess.