(Alden's POV)
After the grueling Aura Control class, Alden had come to a realization—progress wasn't about flashy breakthroughs, but daily refinement.
This applied to Telekinesis as well.
If he wanted to truly master it, he needed to train constantly—not just in battle but in everyday life.
Alden's day began early, as usual.
Before heading out for his morning run, he sat cross-legged in his dorm room. His hands remained still, but his mind was active.
On the desk before him, a small metal coin floated, wobbling slightly.
Telekinesis wasn't just about lifting objects. It required:
Precision – Controlling movements down to the smallest detail.
Endurance – Maintaining control for extended periods.
Multitasking – Manipulating multiple things at once.
Alden focused, channeling mana and willpower into the coin.
It stopped shaking.
He exhaled and tried spinning it in midair.
At first, the motion was clumsy, erratic. Then, after several minutes, the coin began rotating smoothly.
"Not bad," Kurenai muttered in his mind. "But you're still leagues away from battle application."
Shiranui chimed in, "At least he's practicing."
Alden smirked. "You two sure love commenting on everything I do."
Ignoring their remarks, he increased the difficulty.
Now, he added a second coin.
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Holding two objects at once required twice the focus.
His mind strained, but he kept both suspended, rotating them in opposite directions.
Sweat dripped from his brow.
After ten minutes, he let them fall.
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Instead of lifting weights manually, Alden used telekinesis to move them midair, controlling them as he did push-ups.
Instead of pouring tea with his hands, he hovered the cup and tilted the kettle precisely.
Walking down the hall, he casually floated a book beside him, flipping pages without touching it.
This drew attention.
Students whispered, some impressed, others skeptical.
"Isn't he the guy with no affinity?"
"Then how is he using magic so smoothly?"
"Wait… isn't that telekinesis? Isn't that super hard to control?"
Later that evening, Alden sat in the cafeteria, eating dinner alone.
This was the perfect chance to push his limits.
Without lifting his hands, he used telekinesis to:
Lift his fork.
Scoop up food.
Move his drink to his lips.
Every movement had to be precise—one mistake and he'd embarrass himself.
But he did it flawlessly.
Some students watched, confused yet fascinated.
Even Alicia, sitting a few tables away, raised an eyebrow.
Leon glanced at him. "Show-off."
Alden simply continued eating.
"You're ridiculous," Kurenai sighed.
"At least he's improving," Shiranui chuckled.
(Alden's POV)
After week of practice, Alden's Telekinesis had improved significantly. He could now:
Lift multiple objects simultaneously.
Control movements smoothly without sudden jerks.
Maintain focus for extended periods without straining.
But there was still one major limitation—real-world application in combat.
Lifting a coin was one thing. Controlling weapons mid-battle was another.
Alden stood at the training ground, alone before sunrise.
In front of him, five small daggers were lined up.
"If I can control these in battle, I'll have a serious advantage."
His goal was simple—lift all five at once and attack a moving target.
Taking a deep breath, he activated Telekinesis.
The first dagger floated easily. The second and third followed with some effort. By the fourth, his mind strained.
"Tch… still not enough."
To push himself further, he launched the daggers at a nearby training dummy.
The first two hit on target. The rest? Missed completely.
"Precision is still lacking."
Kurenai hummed. "You should start small—use only one in combat before jumping to five."
"He needs more practice," Shiranui added.
Alden sighed. "Yeah, yeah. I got it."
Later in the day, while sitting in class, Alden decided to test his control in a new way.
He casually hovered a pencil from a student's desk two rows ahead.
No one noticed.
He then made it float in front of their face before placing it back.
The student blinked in confusion. "What the…?"
Leon, sitting nearby, narrowed his eyes at Alden. "I know that was you."
Alden simply smirked. "No proof."
Alicia, who had been reading, chuckled softly. "Childish."
But even she seemed mildly impressed.
That evening, Alden challenged a random student to a friendly duel.
"I won't use my sword… just Telekinesis."
His opponent, a D-rank swordsman, smirked. "No weapon? You sure about that?"
Alden simply raised his hand.
As the duel began, Alden used Telekinesis to control a dagger, making it hover before him.
His opponent rushed forward.
With a flick of his mind, Alden sent the dagger flying at his opponent's leg.
The swordsman dodged—but barely.
"Still too slow…"
The opponent closed in, swinging his sword.
Alden yanked the dagger back, intercepting the blade just in time.
The duel lasted three minutes before Alden had to concede—his control wasn't refined enough yet.
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That night, Alden sat in his dorm, deep in thought.
He had made tremendous progress, but it wasn't enough.
To truly integrate Telekinesis into combat, he needed:
1. Faster control over moving objects.
2. Stronger mental endurance.
3. More experience using it under pressure.
"Guess I'll start lifting heavier things tomorrow."
Kurenai sighed. "You're ridiculous."
Shiranui yawned. "At least you're determined."
Alden smirked, staring at the ceiling.
"One step at a time."