Goodbye, Horrible Fiancé, Hello, Fun Magic School Life! Vol.1 by Mashimesa Emoto

Author:Mashimesa Emoto [Emoto, Mashimesa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cross Infinite World
Published: 2026-02-28T00:00:00+00:00

This was technically my third meeting with him. Little did I know that Mr. Vil was the son of the director, Grand Duke Lindenburg, and also the head prefect of this school.

“How are you feeling lately?” I asked.

“Fine,” Mr. Vil replied. “The medicine is being sold regularly again.”

“That’s good to know.”

He had an extreme coughing fit during our initial meeting, and I’d been worried ever since. Professor Whipp had gotten permission from the school for me to work, so I was able to make potions on the side. I was relieved to hear that he was slowly getting better as a result. Just when I thought our time together for the day would end with exchanging introductions, he said that he’d teach me right now.

“What dorm are you in, Ritual?” Mr. Vil asked.

“I don’t belong to any dorm,” I informed him. “I’m staying in the Garden Plant’s caretaker cabin.”

“Are you serious?” His eyebrows soared in surprise.

“Did Professor Whipp not tell you?”

He furrowed his brow and shook his head. “I’m just confused about the whole situation. Can you elaborate for me?”

“Sure. Oh, um, have you had dinner yet?”

“Not yet.”

“Then would you care to join me for a meal while we talk? I’ve got a potato pie and some soup prepared.”

“Prepared? Do you cook for yourself?”

“I do. I live here by myself, and I’ve got no dorm parent.”

“Why are you living like this?” He shook his head. “I suppose you’ll answer me later.”

“I will.”

I tried to invite him inside, but he remained as still as a statue.

“Is something wrong?” I asked gingerly.

“If you’re the only one living here, I can’t possibly enter your home unsupervised,” he said.

Right, there’s a rule among high society that young, unmarried men and women can’t be in a private room together. Mr. Vil must have that rule hammered into him to the point he abides by it even when no one is around.

“Then I’ll bring out the table and chairs,” I offered. “We can have class outdoors.”

“I suppose that works,” Mr. Vil allowed.

Lugging furniture around was a pain, but I didn’t want nasty rumors to swirl about us and inconvenience him.

“Then I’ll bring them out in a moment,” I said.

“No, I will,” he insisted.

“But you can’t enter my house, right?”

“If you stay right where you are, I doubt there’d be any issues.”

“Oh… Okay.”

Meanwhile, Gem decided to make itself useful. It rolled between Mr. Vil and me and transformed into a table and chairs.

“Whoa, that’s amazing!” I gasped.

The surface of the table had Gem’s face, and when I praised it, it beamed happily and proudly.

“What is this?” Mr. Vil asked.

“Oh, Gem’s my familiar,” I replied.

“I can see that. I mean that it doesn’t look like a normal slime.”

“Gem’s a jewel slime, a spirit.”

“A spirit?!” He gasped and stared at Gem with disbelief. “I’ve never seen a student with a spirit as their familiar.”

“Yes, Professor Whipp did mention that it’s been five years since she’s seen one as well.”

“Am I dreaming?”

Is it that rare to see a spirit familiar? I feel like the surprise hasn’t sunk in for me.

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