Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There is a Problem

Chapter23，Part1

Chapter 23.1. It’s A Plaything of Modern Fantasy

-Miu’s POV-

Modern fantasy. Science, Magic, and School. The name sounds like it could be a game name, but what happens when it becomes a reality?

If this is a medieval fantasy, you can show the periodic table of elements with triumphant knowledge, saying that the power of science is incredible. I think the laws of physics will be different when there is magic, but that’s how it is.

But what happens when you reincarnate into a modern fantasy? A wizard with a knowledge of science would build a magical machine. Can a reincarnated person make a TV? Can knowledge warriors do it? The heat of the blue flame is higher than the blue one. No one will be impressed if you smugly explain what even a child knows.

So, what do reincarnated people do?

It’s simple.

They can use the TV by pressing a button on the remote control. The remote control in my previous life had so many buttons that I could not master it.

Well, what I’m trying to say is.

“[Float Boards] are a lot of fun, Tamamo-chan!”

We’re going to play without thinking. This is a world of modern fantasy. The magical technology that existed in the world of s is beyond the scientific technology of the previous world. At any rate, it can jump over the laws of physics.

There are also some interesting playthings. There are things like the playthings seen by the protagonist who went to the future on the dendrobium. The name of the time machine car is the dendrobium, right?

We left the school and walked for a while. With my gray hair fluttering, I walked to my destination with a smile and a good mood.

I’m with Tamamo and three other girls. Yamiyo went home because she had training. I haven’t been socializing well lately. If I don’t play a lot as a child, I’ll get a backlash when I’m an adult, so I’m going to force myself to ask them out this time.

“We’re here!”

Tamamo says with a smile, holding a baby fox to her chest. Right in front of us was a massive facility with a sign that read, “Magical Children’s Amusement Park [Kan’na]”.

It’s not a video game arcade. Well, it’s the same thing.

“Tamamo is the First!”

Tamamo walks in, laughing happily, with a small fox on her shoulder. The other children follow suit, yapping, and squealing. Of course, being the mentally mature person I am, I enter slowly, watching my friends with warm eyes.

“I won’t lose! Wait for me!”

That’s what I thought, but my body dragged me along, and Miu also ran after them with my gray hair in a swirl.

The inside was air-conditioned, and a cool breeze caressed my skin. I was sweating a little, but the sweat soon receded. I might catch a cold, so I’d better be careful.

Inside, the ceiling is high, and it is a five-story building with a vaulted ceiling. The site is quite large and could probably accommodate two soccer fields.

The place is full of many children. Children from schools in the area gather here. There is an automatic ticket checker, and when the children take out their annual passports from their school backpacks, they slide their passports through the checker and enter. An admission fee of 500 yen is required, but everyone has an annual passport. The yearly passport costs 20,000 yen. It costs extra money to play the games.

My school is full of daughters from good families, and their parents are willing to pay this money for them. Some people think it is an athletic amusement park, just right for children to play.

In my previous life, my parents would never have bought it for me because they thought it was a waste of money. But we are wealthy there. Yamiyo recommended this school to me. I’m earning money too. I think. From time to time, the Teijo family asks me to heal injured people, and I use recovery magic.

They can praise Miu for being great because I’m working at my age. My parents pat my head in praise. They don’t ask how much money I make. My parents are raising me. I can help them make ends meet. I’ll be an adventurer when I’m over 12, and I’ll make a lot of money.

Or perhaps, they are sending injured people to me because they want me to practice recovery magic. I can’t say that I won’t fail, because it’s a game specification. I fail when I get a stun attack or a magic seal.

So I took out my annual passport from my school bag and caught up with everyone through the automatic ticket gate.

Miu was still mistaken. I still thought that there were a lot of recovery magicians around. The reason for this was to make Miu think from an early age that I was an extraordinary person so my personality wouldn’t get distorted, and because of this, she did not want people to know that she had a secret guard hiding in plain sight. The Teijo family had always had guards in hiding, but this was because they knew that if people knew they were always in such a situation, it would cause them great stress.

Once inside, several counters served as reception for various games using magical tools. Holograms on the pillars displayed today’s reservations, available games, and the dates and times of events.

They also set up a food corner selling refreshments, as its target is the children of wealthy people.

“It’s such a disparity that it’s easy to understand.”

The children here are well-dressed, and some get accompanied by maids and butlers. I think they must be aristocrats. My friends are aristocrats and commoners, but they are still upper class.

“I know. There are slums on the other side of the street. Some can’t afford to eat tomorrow, underworld organizations, and their bad groups.”

In this world, there is a disparity between the nobility, the commoners, and the poor. The author of The Night of Magic must have thought it would be easier to create a story if there were disparities. Where there is a life of light, there is a life of darkness.

Well, it’s no use thinking about it. I’m in the third grade. There is nothing I can do. All Miu can do is protect my family and be strong. I have to protect Yamiyo too.

Tamamo has already gone through the procedures at the “Flying Board” counter. She was used to doing this, so she typed in the necessary information on the touch monitor.

“Em-chan, your registration is done!”

Kon-chan is on her shoulder and turns her chest away, and Tamamo proudly tells her ehehe.

“Wow, I’m so excited!”

“Yeah, I’m going to win today, Tamamo-chan.”

“Let’s go to the food corner later.”

My friends were also happy, innocently raising their hands in the air. By the way, they are cute little girls named Nan-chan, Sei-chan, and Hoku-chan.