Nana Daiba. The great banana. The seventh great banana. She is a tried and true crowd pleaser, a real Anime Girl from Earth. However, there is her current form—

"Here~ Banana Muffins-zu!" The twintails on her head looked like banana bunches. It was no mistake. Her plain grey school outfit belied impossible power. Galileo knew that much of the girl who served this moon elf these gluten monstrosities— the moon elf would never partake in diminishing his own health, and wheat is a well known poison. Addictive, too. And yet, this innocent looking, human looking, girl, would serve 'banana muffins' to a fabulous moon elf.

"Eat up..."

Nana's pressure increased. Even though the tall girl only stood behind Galileo, he felt an intense pressure to eat. Eat. Eat! The moon elf's hand trembled, then stopped. Is this 'Nana Daiba's' magic? A dweller straight from the 2D realm, she lead the moon elf here. To this place.

The moon elf stared out from the gazebo across a field of flowers. Picturesque beauty wasn't lost on the moon elf, and what's more, looking is gluten-free. He noticed in the distance a brown figure. Small, compact, a chest capable of receiving and launching flights. The moon elf's hand strayed dangerously towards the banana muffins. So, this is a 'loli.' Galileo picked up a muffin, a smile as bright as the sun showering waves of mysterious miasma on the moon elf had it take a bite of the muffin. Galileo mused at which character from the 2D realm this brown figure could be. The small girl in the brown robe had an air of total seriousness about her, a shine in her hair, tiny twintails, and in at her side she carried a tablet. Galileo's eyes were drawn to the tablet, wanting to see the brand— pineapple? How strange. The moon elf felt a strange taste in it's mouth. Wait... gluten!

The moon elf hacked and threw the muffin to the ground. Mysteriously, right before the banana muffin hit the bottom of the gazebo, inter-dimensional forces intervened, opening a small portal for the muffin to escape into.

The muffin was later eaten by a cute anime girl.

The brown haired girl approached in a hurry, watching as the tall blonde high schooler rubbed a moon elf's back and whispered comforting words. Stehy put her hand on the moon elf's shoulder, looking up at the beautiful creature of indeterminable gender or age looking to make sure she didn't need to call for paramedics. Stehy thought of her smartphone folded in her hidden chest pocket. However, Galileo recovered, as the gluten was only a minor poison that takes many years to cause mild damage to the majority of the population, and the moon elf's reaction was all in it's head.

They settled down in the gazebo. Nana took a seat after pouring banana tea. Stehy had an eye on the girl since she entered. A real one? A real 2D realm immigrant? Stehy thought that Wizard would be pleased.

Of course, Wizard was kept from knowing a great deal of important information by The Pactio, so Stehy could say nothing. Like how [Yume Nasai] had smartphones, tablets, and full internet access with a 100G connection(Anime Girl named it so because it was cool) that caused no health deficeits in the many new citizens.

All this registry of the incoming immigrants really was a pain, but Stehy could only think of it in terms of keeping things orderly, so if she was having fun or not she didn't know.

"So, 'Moon Elf' is your race?" Stehy entered it on the tablet. She thought it was weird.

"Yes." Galileo said.

"Are you aware we might be going to war with them soon?"

"War?" Galileo blurted a curt, and smug, laugh. Holding the banana tea properly between two fingers and a thumb, the moon elf mocking the little girl in its mind. "Rather, the situation is that the Anime Girl Magus is living on borrowed time. To phrase this as a situation where you can fight back..."

Stehy ignored the moon elf's comment. It would be rude to continue the conversation. Stehy wouldn't discriminate on immigrants per Anime Girl's orders, and challenging the moon elfs opinions on their battle strength would only lead to argument. The brown haired loli stared with a light smile in her face up into the sky, there, high above was a strange architecture, barely visible in the daylight of [Yume Nasai]. Her spaceship would be complete soon. Let the moon elf look down on her until then. Stehy's eyes met Nana's on the way down, and they exchanged smiles. She wanted her on her ship. With only a single glance, Stehy knew Nana's combat potential due to one of her many skills. If this legal loli had less composure, her eyes might have bugged out and lost focus.

"Yes. I see. We have several moon elf refugees, I hope we can make contact with your people to return you home before the war breaks out." Stehy's hand snuck under the gazebo table. A small gavel appearing in her hand, she flung it straight at the moon elf's head. The small brown object bounced off the moon elf's forehead, and then, the elf started talking like nothing had happened.

Galileo waved its hand. "No, not necessary. If there was a conflict it would end so swiftly and neatly that not a single moon elf would be harmed, even if this whole place were massacred."

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"Is that so? That sounds interesting." Stehy kept the same pace as the elf. She'd get as much information as she could. After all, why would a moon elf, of all people, have an anime girl with it?

"Why, yes, after all the standard way Moon Elves attack—" and, the information kept flowing like an email inbox. Nana got up and poured more banana tea as the conversation progressed. Stehy took notes.

The loli learned a lot. What concerned her more than anything— this moon elf wasn't from Nephilz. Anime Girl had ordered her to accept any immigrant, but this was the enemy. Stehy shot her a text on her brown smartphone, anxious for a reply.

~~~~~~~

This isn't fun. No, fun is the opposite of this. This is 'work'. The concept itself sent shivers down my spine, I wanted to have fun all day, yet, here I was, practicing image spells over and over. The same image, the same movement, with Kirei knocking me on the head the moment I made a single move wrong.

The slaps hurt, oto-san~

I almost said it out loud, but, I held it in. Maybe this training is helping build something? I think? I hope.

"Your mind wanders like donkey being ridden by drunk dwarf that happens to be on fire." Kirei's cold dead fish eyes hovering high above me passed judgement. Another type of shiver went down my spine.

"It's not my fault! It's just how—"

"Excuses will not make you any better. Practice, now. The bunny ears. Do it."

I snapped my mind back to the image of bunny ears. Whispering the spell out loud, a felt a band pinch my head. Kirei snagged the object off my head, I saw it was hairband, pink in color with armor on the front and small wings jutting out the back. He tossed the hairband onto a nearby pile. Hundreds of hair ornaments surrounded us. A maid was sweeping them into piles, them putting them into bags. Apparently, the maid said these could be recycled. I'm glad. Because, I think I'm going to be making a few million headpieces before I make a single proper bunny ears.

I sighed. Kirei punched my head. It hurts. It hurts, but, since I've been kicked and punched so much since we started training I forgot to be upset about the pain.

"Do it."

I whirled on him. "You keep saying 'Do it, Do it' but no matter how you look at this it's impossible, isn't it?! My mind is hopelessly corrupted, there's no way I can conjure bunny ears!"

Kirei grunted. Arms folding tight, he explained to me why I was wrong, as always. This isn't the first time I threw a fit, after all. "Magic is simple. You have the image. You have the repetition. The images are all around you, what you are lacking is the repetition. I couldn't conjure even a single one of these decorative hair pieces, yet you have easily conjured a thousand and have no strain. You are talented beyond measure. All that is required is to keep repeating the magic, build familiarity with the ability, and then—"

"I'm done."

I stormed off. I'd heard Kirei's lectures one too many times. Small spells my butt. I'll tentacle beam everything. I'll tentacle beam this world, and then, I'll die in the cold grasp of space! This is impossible! Impossible impossible impossible! It's never going to turn out like the image I had in my mind, never! Why try, why keep doing this?

That's it. I'm going to go hang out with Anime Girl in [Yume Nasai]. Enough of this accursed 'work'.

~~~~~~~

Kirei held himself back from chasing after the girl. Her beautiful short hair, that form fitting japanese school girl outfit he had never seen before, these were strange. However, her frustration was all too common. Kirei knew there was a point where a pupil would go stew after long and difficult training, and inevitably, they would progress soon afterwards.

Kirei shifted his body, inspecting the curious maid milling amongst the piles of headgear. This situation isn't normal. There are too many factors out of place. Treating Wizard like a normal pupil would be a mistake. This was her fourth time getting exhausted on him already, and no signs of progress. How was it possible?

Kirei listed out what he knew carefully. He then took out a small journal and began writing. Write to think, Kirei knew all too well that this was the key to steady progress over time. A troubled heart is the greatest enemy of growth. Had Kirei not had his pen he would have died to swords many times over.

First, this girl, he learned, is a reincarnator. Which, from what he knew, meant that she was likely a he. The needlessly beautiful appearance is probably compensation for a life where a reincarnator felt unloved, or so it was said. Kirei took that thinking and noted it down. Also possible is this is Wizard's ideal. The magic egg usually feeds off whatever the soul's greatest energy is, and rarely that would be an ideal. Usually the magic egg would give birth to monstrosities due to the darkness of the soul being the greatest attribute. Possible that this soul is a highly evolved one? Unlikely. More likely this condition...

Second, autism. The condition of autism. At first Kirei discounted it's importance, believing that he had already trained many types who were similar to the 'autist' and that this was merely a mistake in perception in the science of the world of Earth. Kirei decided to assume for now at least, that Wizard was a typical technical based student who would eventually calm down and produce consistent results. However, her behavior was entirely different. Autism must be investigated. But, how?

Third, and the greatest mystery: where are all these maids coming from?

A slow strategic approach would allow him victory, and nothing else. This was, after all, the greatest pupil he ever had. He had the chance to finally break through so many barriers. The excitement, though no one could ever tell, ruffled him. Which was why he took to more writing and training than usual, to keep himself centered in this revolutionary time.

Kirei shut his book. He turned to the maid nearby. Opening his mouth, his mind struggled against itself to find the right words to say. The maids had usually ran like rabbits once he addressed him. If they are a spell... is that possible? If these maids are yet another production of Wizard's boundless magic, then what should he say to them to learn about them?

The great magic teacher and mad mage had a streak of insight based on his delicate observation of these 'maids' since he met them. Speak in their own words. That was his best chance. These maids, he knew only one word that they kept repeating no matter what.

"Take me to this 'Goshujin-sama'."