After six days, Myle stood at the entrance of the inn, wandering around various places, and tried to familiarize herself with the stores and streets. She even ventured into some slightly suspicious alleys and backstreets, but her clothes, which were considered "cheap and plain" in a provincial city, were judged as "shabby" in the capital, so she was neither attacked nor harassed.
...It seemed that the residents of the slums considered her a "fellow."
Realizing this, Myle hurriedly bought new clothes.
Clothes that would be considered "cheap and plain, but normal for a street girl" in the capital.
When she showed her new clothes to Rennie, the inn's daughter, she made a subtle face.
"Big sister, the material is good, but..."
Six days after arriving in the capital, Myle slipped through the gates of the Hunter Training School.
...It was small.
The main building was a small, single-story structure.
There was one single-story building that seemed to be the student dormitory, apparently for both boys and girls.
The rest consisted only of an indoor training facility and a field.
Well, since there were only about forty students in one class at any given time, this was to be expected.
She didn't want to stand out, but she couldn't afford to tarnish the Guild Master's reputation. Myle decided to maintain a position around fifth from the top in this school.
After completing the registration, she was led to a room with two bunk beds, housing four people.
Since she was staying on the government's dime, she couldn't expect a private room.
The other roommates hadn't arrived yet, and Myle seemed to be the first. She pondered which bed to secure, but as a former Japanese, she couldn't escape the habit of "yielding to others."
(Probably the youngest and the smallest. Then, I'll take the top...)
The bottom bunk was more convenient and comfortable, but Myle chose the top bunk of one of the beds.
The only wardrobe in the room was a large one divided into four sections, apparently for everyone's use. There was also a small, lockable valuables box, but since Myle kept all her important items in an item box, it wasn't very relevant to her. Therefore, she chose the least convenient positions for everything.
In this country, it was said that giving up one's rights to others was something only fools did, but since she did it willingly, Myle didn't mind.
"Organizing my luggage... I don't need to, do I?"
She didn't intend to hide the fact that she had storage capabilities... in fact, it was probably written in her recommendation for admission, so there was no point in hiding it. Therefore, she kept her regular luggage in storage magic, and stored some items in her item box.
In the end, she didn't need the wardrobe, so she decided to provide her allocated space to the other three.
The room contained only beds, a wardrobe, and a valuables box. There was nothing else. No desk, no chair, nothing.
They didn't spend money on living areas. If you had time to lounge around in your room, you should go to the training ground. The room was just a place to change and sleep. That was the idea.
While Myle was lost in thought until lunchtime, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in, please!"
In response to Myle's answer, a tall girl with golden hair and a stern, handsome face opened the door and entered.
She was probably around seventeen to eighteen years old. How to put it... a tomboy?
In a different way from Myle, she was the kind of girl who would be popular with other girls.
"Hey, you're my roommate! Nice to meet you for the next six months!"
The girl smiled and extended her right hand. Feeling a sense of potential friendship, Myle also smiled and extended her right hand.
"Mavis, I'm a swordsman. Nice to meet you. We'll do a detailed introduction when everyone is here. Which bed did you take?"
"Oh, the top one."
"Hmm..."
Myle was worried if she was considered stupid, but Mavis gently patted Myle's head and said,
"You're a good kid..."
We're definitely going to be friends!
Myle was certain of it.
"I'm tall, so I'll use the bottom bed, okay?"
After saying this, Mavis placed her luggage on the bottom bed. As they were talking, there was another knock on the door.
"Come in, please!"
In response to Myle's answer, two girls stood at the opened door.
A thirteen to fourteen-year-old girl with brown, fluffy hair who seemed gentle.
And a twelve-year-old girl with red hair who seemed assertive.
"You're our roommates. I'm Mavis, nice to meet you!"
"I'm Myle, nice to meet you!"
"I'm Reina. Nice to meet you."
The red-haired girl, after introducing herself, quickly entered the room, looked at both beds, and placed her luggage on the bottom of the unoccupied bed. Well, that was the normal action. First come, first served.
"I'm Pauline, nice to meet you..."
The slightly timid, fluffy-haired girl, without showing any anger at the girl who had rushed in, placed her luggage on the top bed.
Arriving three days before the start of the school year, which was the day the students were officially accepted, and not just the day before the opening ceremony, was not a coincidence.
They could stay here three days in advance and get free meals starting from lunch on that day.
In other words, everyone was short on money.
Myle had enough money and just wanted to get familiar with the training school and its surroundings early, but she didn't say anything extra and adjusted to everyone else. She had learned to read the room a bit.
Lunchtime came quickly, and they decided to do introductions after eating, so everyone moved to the cafeteria.
On the first day of the start of the acceptance period, many others had arrived early for the free lunch, and nearly half of the forty students in her year were in the cafeteria. The seniors had already graduated, so everyone was from the same year.
The boys were all eating voraciously. The girls weren't as bad, but still...
After lunch, Myle and the others returned to the room and immediately did introductions.
"Let's start with the order in which we arrived," Mavis suggested, and Myle went first.
"I'm Myle, twelve years old. I'm an F-rank magician."
"...What, that's it? There must be more, like your favorite magic, where you're from, your family, and so on..."
In response to Reina's words, Myle reluctantly continued.
"Well, I can use storage magic. So, I don't need the wardrobe, and you can use my space. Also, I know a bit of swordsmanship for self-defense.
Um, about my family, it's... a matter of life and death, so please understand..."
"..."
A silence followed.
"What's that? That's weird!"
Suddenly, Reina shouted.
"If you can use storage magic, you should be C-rank! Why are you here? Besides, if you keep storage magic active, you're using magic power continuously! How can you replace a wardrobe with it?!"
"..."
"Why are you surprised too?!"
Myle was taken aback by Reina's outburst...
"Well, it was a Guild mistake... As compensation, I was recommended by the Guild Master to come here. And, is storage magic really that significant?"
"..."
"Then, it's my turn!" Mavis said, sounding flustered.
Being able to read the room was truly wonderful.
"Since Myle was honest, I'll be honest too. We'll be together for a long time, and you'll find out eventually.
I'm Mavis von Austin, seventeen years old. I'm a swordsman and can't use magic.
My family has a long line of knights. My three older brothers all became knights. I wanted to be a knight like them, but my family, including my brothers and parents, strongly opposed it, so I ran away from home. So now, I'm just Mavis. Nice to meet you!"
(Oh...)
The name 'Rascal' popped into Myle's mind, but it was a raccoon. Probably a mix-up with another name.
"Next is me! I'm Reina, fifteen years old. I'm a magician! I'm good at attack magic and am called 'Red Reina.'
Let me make it clear, 'red' refers to my hair color!
I don't have a family..."
When she mentioned her family, Reina bowed her head, but since she had brought it up with Myle, she couldn't avoid the topic.
"..."
"Fifteen years old? What do you want to say about that?"
Reina was shorter than average for her age, around 156 to 157 centimeters, about five centimeters shorter than the standard for her age, equivalent to a twelve-year-old.
Myle was also shorter than average, so it was fortunate that she hadn't been overtaken.
"Then, I'm last...
I'm Pauline, fourteen years old. I'm the daughter of a mistress of a medium-sized merchant guild, the Beckett Chamber of Commerce."
(Oh no...)
"I'm a nuisance, but I have a talent for healing magic, so I was sent here to hone my skills to be useful as a gift to a noble or a large merchant."
(No, no, no...)
"After graduating, I'll probably end up with some middle-aged man or an old man..."