Chapter 2: The Strongest Onmyoji, Avoid

　Afternoon classes were scheduled to be held in a large auditorium a short distance away from the academy building.

　We were divided into several classes according to grades at the time of admission, but that doesn’t mean that we always take classes with the same members.

　The magic exercise class was a system in which students chose the attribute of their choice and went to take the class, and sometimes, like this, the whole school year would take the same class together.

　That is why Ifa and I were walking along the path from the cafeteria to the main auditorium.

　Since there are many buildings in the academy, there are quite a few paths.

　It is hard to remember them because they are not lined up in a regular pattern.

　Looking up at the clear sky.

　Today’s modest spring weather is pleasant.

“……Hmm?”

　Suddenly, as I approached the schoolhouse, I saw something strange.

　A jar was floating.

　It was floating on the third floor of an academy building, near a window.

　What is that…?

　I watched silently, but just as I was right below, the jar began to vibrate uneasily.

　I had a bad feeling.

　I hugged Ifa, who was standing next to me.

“Kyaa, what?”

　In the next moment, the jar was overturned.

　A large amount of black liquid is sprayed into the air while the jar is spinning around.

　Just before it was about to hit us.

　I swapped the positions of myself and Ifa with two other hitogata about two feet away from us.

　A few moments after the teleportation, a large amount of liquid fell on the place where we had just been, and the road was stained black.

　A fishy odor also wafted through the air.

　Wow. I don’t know what it is, but it’s dangerous.

　The blackened hitogata will probably no longer be useful, but I’ll retrieve it just in case.

　Ifa was dazed.

“Eh, I… what happened?”

“Hey, you guys! Are you okay!?”

　An instructor with round glasses came out of the school building.

　The instructor looked at the blackened road, then at us, and made a curious face.

“Huh? I thought you were walking there just now. ……”

“Ah, Mr. Cordell.”

　Ifa raises her voice.

　Instructor Cordell walks up to us and straightens his round glasses.

“It’s you guys. I’m sorry I startled you. Are you hurt?”

“I’m fine, but what is that?”

“It’s a medium I was going to use for research. It is a mixture of monster blood, medicinal herbs and minerals boiled in it.”

　No wonder it smells like that.

“I wanted to bring it upstairs, but I couldn’t find Karen-sensei who was supposed to help me. I had no choice but to do it alone. …… Now I have to recreate it huh.”

　I ask Mr. Cordell, who drops his shoulders.

“Did you make that jar float?”

“That’s right. It’s not my specialty, so I’m not very good at it.”

　I remember that gravity magic was a dark attribute.

　As I learned at the beginning of the class, it seems that the dark attribute is gravity, and time and space are closely related to it, and the light is the attribute that governs lightning and light itself.

　Not only that, but if it’s dark, it also includes shadow-based attacks and cursed item creation, and if it’s light, it includes barriers and healing magic, so in short, it seems to be just a classification of dark-like magic and light-like magic.

　I now know why I had not been able to understand it.

　In the first place, the classification is vague.

　In addition, there are very few people who have an aptitude for darkness or light.

　Even though there are actually six attributes, it’s called four-attribute magic.

　Cordell-sensei specializes in ritual science, but I believe he was a user of the light attribute, so he must be a fairly rare talent to be able to use dark attribute gravity magic.

“Oops, were you on your way to class? I’m sorry to keep you.”

“No”

　Come to think of it, Karen-sensei was the instructor for the next class…

    He said he couldn’t find her, but I’m not sure if it’s okay.

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