Act 1 Preparation

“I’m excited you're going to school Shiro!” Said my sister as she cheered me as she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast and my lunch.

It's been a few days since Lizel did her revenge thing and now with things calming down again.

I thought finishing my education or atleast getting my Middle School and High School certificates would help me move more freely in the human world.

Plus I am curious about the education level of this part of this early modern age civilization.

“Shiro, you’ll be spending eternity being one of my Eternal guards.” The princess started as I fixed the polished bronze buttons with wolf carvings on my uniform.

As I’ll be going to school in a highly customized classic Imperial gakuran uniform, rather than wear the regular or in other words modern simple white short sleeve shirt and black slack uniform.

“Your time would be wasted in such an institution, it would honestly be better for you to work on your mage craft here, in the manor close to me rather than amusinging yourself at some school.” I felt princess Komiko’s displeasure at my action, even though I did not see it on her face or actions.

“That is one of the reasons I’ll be going to school, my princess. My kind of magic need’s a diverse of audience to be cultivated properly, not just. . .” I said, looking at her as a netherworld princess and Flenna the Android maid.

The princess raised an eyebrow at my insulation but she relented, and she did so days ago, that was the reason I was given the resource and Flenna’s help to prepare what I wanted.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to enchant one of your things Princess? I can make your chainsaw lighter or weave some protection spells in the fabric of your dresses.” I asked her again, as I checked the cherry blossom art and runes stitched on my white under shirt.

“Your recall spell token is enough magic for me thank you.” She said as she took a sip of her green tea.

“You know it’s not reliance princess, it’s closer to insurance in my experience.” “Tut-tut” She sounded her displeased princess noises again.

“And from what I observed, magic or as you call it in private, as Arcana, enslaves a person with its power more than my blood could ever enslave you to me.” She often spoke openly of her great distrust of my brand of magic, and not the kind the nether realms had in general.

“Are you afraid of it my princess?” I placed my coat on the sofa as I kneeled and bowed my head as I asked her the question, and then looked at her eyes for anything but found nothing in those bored crimson and black pools.

“Of course I am afraid, a force that can rival the Immortal royal family, in the hands of my vassal, and the only reasons he would not use this force to its fullest is because of his fears born of his past wisdom, and the morals of a remnant of a soul who tried being heroic.” Her eyes were steady, as they directly gazed into mine.

I was the weaker one, as I looked away first ashamed that everything she said was true.

Then I felt her patting my hair, fixing it to look decent rather than the barbaric uncombed hair I usually go with.

“Know that I trust you Shiro, you have protected me twice already and you’ve only been in my service as an eternal guard for less than a month.” With that she slapped me across the face and bid me to stand.

“Go have your fun, but remember to always be prepared.” And with that my sister came back and we all ate breakfast. The princess asked us to start eating with her whenever possible since the other day.

Act 2 First day

I took a bicycle to school, I found it in a trash heap a week ago, borrowed Flenna’s tools and her help, and after a few days we had it restored and Flenna customized it as a gift.

She added extra suspensions, made the skeleton into one piece, made the brakes not break under more pressure than a bicycle can ever output, Then I placed my enchantments.

Overall with our work we made the old trash bicycle near something you would see commonly used by the youth at the near end of the modern era.

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I named her Hestia, and we were nearing 60 Miles per hour downhill, the wind blowing my fixed hair back as my coat stayed still and warmed me, from the cold winds I was making.

Then as I was in town proper I slowed down to a respectable bikers speed of barely 10 Mph, as I said my good mornings to the passing morning folks and fellow students alike and then I saw it Kaedeki secondary.

I biked close towards the gate, and then hopped off, and then started walking with it towards what looked like the school guard.

“Goodmorning guard-sama, where can I chain my bike?” I asked to the big man with a stick and attendance board in his hands as I gave him a courtesy bow.

“You're a polite boy, so I won’t grill you, I’m not the guard, I'm one of the PE teachers.” I nodded, looking like I was giving my full attention while being relaxed.

“My name’s Villa Takeshi, I am pleased to meet you student.” He said, giving me a small bow.

“I am honored Villa-sensei, I am Yukari Shiro, I’ve just transferred here yesterday.” I returned the greeting with a lower bow.

“It explains your uniform, the old imperial school regulations are effective here, so you're allowed to wear Capital city uniforms.” He said as he looked over my clothes and bike.

“But I would advise you to not to stand out too much, if you don’t want to be bullied, we try to regulate bullying but the best we could do is to let the kids settle their own problems and only step in if a kid gets isolated in public areas” I nodded to him.

As I expected he thought I was a short highschooler, and hinting that I should help any middle schoolers when I see them getting bullied.

I was tempted to see his reaction but I held it off for now, as I walked towards the bike racks which had fewer bikes than I was expecting, you would think all the kids should have one, living in such a rural place.

I shrugged at the thought and looked at the class lists I was given, I’m 14 this year, and will turn 15 in the winter, so I should be in middle school.

But because I aced the math, science and language portion of the exams for the highschooler entrance, and first term exam, I was able to be let in as a freshman in the high school department.

So after some parting words and direction I walked towards the high-school building and then I bumped into her.

She was wearing an old imperial Sailor Fuku uniform with a crimson red scarf, dark blue long skirt and blouse edged with white.

“Goodmorning Nee-san, we meet again.” I smiled at her as I greeted her.

“Have we met? . . . oh wow, did you have a growth spurt?” She said her light red eyes, looking deeply into mine.

“Yeah, I was going through it when we first met, Nee-san. Oh, also before I forget I’m Yukari Shiro.” She was about to return the greeting but other girls tumbled in and pushed her forward,

I heard their gossipy voices from afar, but she only gave me an apologetic smile, as I waved her off.

“Well let’s look for the classroom alone.” And I did so as I found my room, but the note said I should first go to the faculty office before going to the room.

“Good Morning Senseis, I’m looking for Sensei Bakker.” I said after knocking and opening the faculty room and entering.

It was an open office with sofas in the corners and teacher desks with chairs in a 4 by six grid.

“Here Yukari-kun.” An older woman in her 30s waved me over to her.

“The class starts in 5 minutes, are you prepared to introduce yourself?” She asked me as she looked at the wall clock over the door.

I nodded to her as I looked at her simple dress covered in a coat, she was the teacher, my sister and I spoke too, to get me transferred. She was impressed by my score and made things possible for my transferring.

“Alright then, let’s talk as we walk.” She told me as she stood up.

“I know you work for a rich family living at the old Maplewood mansion, so I expect you to not be in class most of the time, but it’s fine. as long as you come in once a week, and score high in the exams, do that and will give you your secondary certificate once you finish the four year course.” I nodded.

“I understand Bakker-Sensei, Don’t be concerned, I will do what is required of me to graduate.” I said respectfully but at my words she stopped and looked at me then looked at my wrist and neck.

“Well you're not being mistreated, but you should act like a normal kid here Yukari-kun, you’ll be considered a concern to the faculty if you're too polite or out of place.” She softly advised me, as we made it to our homeroom.

And it was noisy, the class clown was doing a pants thing while the guys laughed and some of the girls did too while most of them were huddled in one corner.

“Sansei in class!” The class representative, a girl, announced making everyone go back to their seats.

“Alright I see everyone's settled, Class this is your new classmate, please introduce yourself.” She was now more formal unlike a few moments ago.

“Good Morning everyone.” I said, giving them a shallow bow.

“I am Yukari Shiro, I like reading stories, and I’m a working student, so you might not see me often, It’s good to meet you all and I’ll be in your care.” I glanced around the class, as I continued my introduction.

I seem to have the attention of a lot of girls, the representative included, but most of them avoided my soft smile and gentle gaze, the boys weren’t paying that much attention, and the few that did gave me friendly nods.

One of the girls raised their hand, and that made my teacher instincts kick in.

“Yes, do you have a question, classmate?” I said easily and loud enough for everyone in the class to hear, I think my confidence rattled the girl a little, but she still asked excitedly.

“Yukari-san, are you from the capital?” That made me think of the remnants I have, Shiro was from the capital but he left because of his parents deaths, and moved to. . .

“I grew up in Kyoto, but it’s been years since I’ve been there.” I answered nostalgically, before the next hand was raised I answered the real question.

“This was my uncle’s uniform, he gave it to me after I finished homeschooling in his household in Nagasaki, now please no more questions for now, I don’t want to anger Ms. Bakery.” The last part I said in this world’s version of French, the dominant global language.

Many were confused but some of them laughed as I felt a soft tap of a rolled paper on my head.

“Yukari-kun take the seat next to Depont-chan, now everyone open your textbook at page. . .

Act 3 Seatmate

It was the first break and it was a one hour long one, so I stood up and tried to leave the room.

“Hey I’m Yuki, want me to show you around?” My seatmate asked me in a friendly way so I gave her a gentle smile.

“Of course Yuki-san but only if you call me Shiro.” I said stretching my hand towards her, as she was still seated.

She looked at my hand confusedly, but took it so I helped her up, making her cheeks redden, but she played it smoothly, by turning around towards the door.

“So where do you want to go?” She asked quickly.

“I want to see the clubs. . .