Isekaied Into An Eroge, Time To Have Fun!-Chapter 87: Magical Theory (1)

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Chapter 87: Magical Theory (1)

So there was a group of three important named characters currently chatting about whatever on their own, and then there was this pair of important named characters that had drawn me over to their table and effectively ’trapped’ me for today.

On top of them there were a few other minor, somewhat known characters that I could potentially find some sort of mutually beneficial and or fun relationship with if I so desired, and that was only if I limited myself to the ’named characters’ from the game.

Everyone else here were real people now too, not just randomly generated nameless NPC’s that were meant to make everything around us feel alive and lived in; it was actually somewhat concerning how I had managed to swiftly mark them all off as just ’NPC’s’ without even thinking about it...

These were all real people now, not just pixels on a screen, which was something I should have already grappled with and ’understood’ but hadn’t really come into my actual train of thought just yet.

To a degree I was still just sort of thinking about things in game terms, running numbers, plot lines and other sorts of things in my mind without stopping to just... accept that it was all real now.

Really real, not just me being ham fisted into a game world that would continue to follow the rigid rules of a video game; to an extent I had accepted it, but at the same time I was probably just disassociating a little to protect my mind from all the realizations I was forced to make.

Plus the sex had been otherworldly and mind consuming all on its own, so I wasn’t entirely shocked I hadn’t actually thought about everything being completely and utterly real now; that led me immediately into the idea that I might want to cool it on the sex a little since there were things I should really get done.

It was just so hard to turn down two hung studs wanting to ravage me at the same time or tell a certain brown skinned babe no when she asked me to cover her supple skin in my seed to help test the theory that cum could nourish skin.

How was I meant to say no to these things when they arose, hm?

My train of thought was derailed when our Professor finally showed up, and it was someone that I had seen quite a few times already but never learned the name of; striding on in and taking everyone’s attention immediately was the librarian that had helped me these last few days, which was definitely shocking to me.

"Hello everyone~! I see a few familiar faces from those that have done some preemptive studying the last couple of days~! Welcome to the Mirabelle Atoma Library, where we shall be holding class for the next year.

Now, my name is Maryanne von Ulrikt, and I have been asked to take over for Professor Blizzardine for the year, so I do ask that you all have some patience with me since I haven’t actively taught in well over two decades.

Thankfully Magical Theory is a class that can be taught just about anywhere and cover just about anything, and as such I have decided to make use of the Academy’s sprawling libraries for our class going forwards."

Stepping up to the podium and searching through the various books and scrolls, Professor Maryanne trailed off for a moment as she looked for something, leaving us to just look at her instead as we waited.

I hadn’t really been able to tell before since she had always been behind the desk, but the older librarian was a bombshell of a woman with wide, curvy hips and thick thighs that looked so nice being hugged by her pencil skirt. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Her robe covered a little of her backside but still let me see just how curvy she was, while her side profile really was utterly amazing since she was just as curvy up top as well... all while she had that kind, mature expression that warmed the heart.

A perpetual smile and a few wrinkles here and there, Professor Maryanne was more of the ’grandmother’ beauty while Professor Hollishire was the elegant, aged like wine beauty, though both were completely ravishing.

"The plan that was left behind by Professor Blizzardine will be followed as I see fit, though where she placed a greater emphasis on constant practice and refinement through doing, I want to focus on challenging your minds and not your bodies.

As many of you know, the libraries here contain an ocean of knowledge regarding every little piece of arcane information that you could imagine, ranging from spell casting, enchanting, atmospheric changes and the formation of what we know as ’Dungeons’.

With such a wide array of information available to us, I want to ensure that everyone leaves my class every single day having learned something new about practically everything. Since this is Magical Theory I do not want to spend multiple classes focusing on just a singular topic without being able to branch it to something else.

What that means for us going forwards is simple; every week we shall have a few topics that we will be focusing on, and every class I expect to see some form of understanding from everyone present on said topics. If you show it to me via spell casting, written reports, verbal debates or anything else, I will mark you as passing that portion of our curriculum.

Everything will be up to you, and since I’m so old I have little else to do besides enjoy the company of things even older than I~! If you decide to come and debate the strengths and or weaknesses of the Schools of Magic for two hours just to pass, then so be it. If you write a ten, twenty or thirty page report on a multitude of topics, then I will read every single piece of it and give you feedback."

Looking around at everyone, Professor Maryanne smiled and added "I understand that this is far more ’loose’ than everyone is accustomed to, but I believe it to be the best way forwards for each of you. Creating your own answers to my questions and tasks shows me that you understand the theories that we are discussing every single week."

She took a moment to make sure we all understood before she gathered up a few books from the podium, walking around and placing one down on each table as she let us contemplate what that would mean for our class going forwards.

Doing everything our way instead of having a set task and a set way to complete that task was a bit daunting, yet at the same time it was quite fascinating to me since it offered so much versatility for everything we would be doing.