Having both witnessed my exception abilities, my loving parent quickly decided by themselves to hire tutors to advance my skills.  I was, of course, against such ideas. I might not have been a normal child when it came to what I was capable of, this did not however mean that I wanted to be cooped inside the house under constant watch.

I was mentally 31 years old and wanted to have the freedom that came with being an underage child. I wanted to be able to play outside, to run around and make as many cheerful memories as time allowed. Like in any world, the concept of work existed even here. I was intent on enjoying fully what little time I had before getting sucked into the rhythm of a working man.

I had used all the tools at my disposal, the maturity that came of being 25 and the cute puppy eyes of a six year old.  It was a deadly combination, not even a puppy could compete.

My parents were well connected in all sort of circles, it did not take them long to get me admitted to a nearby school.

As adults we forget how harsh the school life really was, only recalling the biased perceptions. This world was much the same. I would soon find out that I had made a terrible mistake.

That is not to say that the school life did not offer any fun experiences. I was almost seven when I started attending school, everyone else would start at eight or nine.  Due to my advanced knowledge of every subject I was right away advanced to be with thirteen and fourteen year olds, but even there I felt out of place.  This was the final year before starting specialized training, it was the highest class they could put me in.

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Besides the difference in age, I managed to befriend everyone in my new class. The girls found me to be adorable and the guys were forced to go along with the girls they had one sided crushes on. Boys will be boys. I also made friends of my own age, who found me to be amazing.

I held zero romantic interest in my classmates. Sure, I found them cute, but that was it. They were still too young and innocent for anything more than simple adoration. Even by the standards of this world, they still had four to five years to go before starting their parenthood adventures. There was another small problem, even if I had wanted to have a special relationship with the lolis, my seven year old body was too young to follow though.

Within a year I had graduated from general studies and had enrolled to study advanced magic.

I was lucky to be reborn in this large town. They had one of the best magic school on the continent and libraries that would blow your mind.  I was still young and wished not to separate from my family just yet. With the school being in the same town, I could continue my studies and continue to enjoy the benefits of home cooked meals.

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