“My name is Roxy, pleased to meet you.” Around junior high school age.
Wearing a brown mage’s robe, with her hair braided, her appearance was petite and dignified.
Her white skin, completely untouched by the sun, combined with her half-closed, somewhat sleepy eyes, gave her a slightly cold impression at the corners of her mouth.
Although she didn’t wear glasses, she perfectly fit the image of a literature-loving girl who always frequented the library.
She carried a bag in one hand and held a long staff, typical of a mage, in the other.
Roxy, making a dazzling entrance!
As I gazed at the familiar Roxy, what appeared before my eyes was the image of Roxy lying on a hospital bed, her entire body turned into crystals due to the demon stone disease.
Tears, uncontrollably, streamed from the corners of my eyes.
Ah… How wonderful… Roxy, my teacher, my God, my wife… I will definitely protect you.
— Roxy’s perspective.
After leaving the Magic University, I tried to find a job in the city.
I thought that with my status as a Water Saint-level Magician, finding a job would be quite easy, but it turned out to be a failure.
Perhaps it was because of my demon race identity and the color of my hair?
I settled for less and went to the border to look for work.
The result was still a failure.
Are you kidding me?
I’m a Water Saint-level Magician!
Why am I ending up like a homeless person who can’t even get enough to eat?!
I even left the university arrogantly telling my master: “From now on, I won’t call you master anymore.” Now that I think about it, I was like an idiot.
Then, while I was feeling down, I saw an advertisement for a private tutor.
Well, it wouldn’t hurt to try my luck.
Thinking this, I traveled a long way to this village and met the child who needed to know… Wait, are you serious?
This child is only three years old, right?
Three years old, barely able to speak, right?
“Ah, ah, you are, that, the private tutor?” “Ah, really, it’s…” While the parents struggled to find words to describe her, the child fell silent.
I sighed, just about to say something to persuade them to give up.
But at that moment.
The child suddenly started crying.
No, not crying.
It’s just that, for some reason, tears suddenly streamed uncontrollably from his eyes.
“Huh, Rudy?” “Don’t be scared, not all demon races are bad…” The parents quickly tried to comfort the child, whose name was Rudy, right?
Although he looked cute, he seemed to have been scared to tears by me.
Of course, I knew the reason.
Because of my hair color.
Under certain lighting, it sometimes looks very similar to green, just like the Superd who are rumored to eat children.
I had also been given the cold shoulder because of this before.
Ah… It seems like there’s no hope.
After all, there’s no way they’d hire a demon race who scares children to tears at first sight to be a home tutor, right?
I thought this and was about to turn and leave.
Suddenly.
The child broke free from his mother’s arms, ran over quickly, and hugged my leg.
“Teacher!
Teacher!” The child sobbed through his tears, “Teacher, don’t go!
Please teach me magic!” “Ah…?” What is going on with this child?
I was completely bewildered.
And so.
I ended up staying, utterly confused.
— Rudy’s perspective.
Because I was too excited for a moment, I almost scared Roxy away.
Luckily, I fully utilized a child’s innate ability to cry, make a scene, and threaten to hang themselves, successfully keeping her here.
Ah… God’s embrace is so warm.
Hehe~~ Roxy~~ So small~~ Hehe~~ Roxy~~ So small~~ Hehe~~ While thinking this and drooling.
“Rudy, it’s time for class, come down now.” Roxy said with a hint of helplessness.
Tch, what’s so good about learning magic?
Annoying things!
That said, magic is the bond between me and Roxy, so I can’t just break it.
I reluctantly jumped out of Roxy’s arms.
… The lessons continued as usual.
In the original history, God only started paying attention to me after the Great Transfer incident.
But before that, if my performance was too outstanding, it would still attract God’s attention, so I tried to keep a low profile.
Just like before.
While enjoying Roxy’s teaching, I pretended to be a beginner in magic.
I didn’t show any flaws.
However, when I saw Roxy’s surprised expression at my chantless spellcasting, I still felt a bit proud.
Watch carefully, Teacher Roxy.
I will strive to become a disciple you can be proud of.
… Time came to evening.
Normally, I would have exhausted my magic power and fallen asleep early.
But tonight was special.
What exactly was special about it… Annoying creaking sounds came from the next room.
It was Paul and Zenith working hard to make Norn.
I tiptoed out of bed, then quietly pushed open the door and peeked out.
At the entrance of Paul and Zenith’s bedroom.
The blue-haired girl was squatting on the ground, peeking into the room through the crack in the door.
Her face was flushed, her breathing was suppressed and hurried, and her gaze was fixed on the inside of the room.
Her hand was making seductive movements under her robe.
Is this the legendary chantless Water Magic?
Amazing, I’m gradually understanding everything.
The current Roxy is basically the same as the Roxy who became my wife in my previous life, with no change in appearance at all.
Looking at Roxy in front of me felt as if the Roxy who died from the demon stone disease had been resurrected.
“Hmm…” I suddenly covered my mouth and quietly returned to my room.
So cute… Roxy, I feel like rushing out right now to hug you and whisper sweet nothings to you.
But I’m sorry, I can’t.
For a happier future, please bear with it for now.
… However, the sweet words that could originally be said could still be said.
One night, when we were talking about the Human-Demon War, Roxy was a bit helpless because of her hair color, as it was very similar to the Superd’s hair color.
And at that moment, I said from the bottom of my heart: “Teacher’s hair is very beautiful.” “…Thank you for the compliment, but save such words for a girl you like in the future.” “But I like Teacher.” I said it.
I said it without hesitation.
Although it sounded like an innocent remark from a child, it was actually from the bottom of my heart.
“Is that so?
If your feelings haven’t changed after a dozen years, then we can talk.” “At that time, please marry me, Teacher!” Ah, I accidentally blurted out my true feelings.
I didn’t say that in the original history.
Is it because seeing God makes me impulsive?
“I said, wait ten years!” Roxy sighed and turned her head away, saying with a hint of helplessness.
Oh dear.
She was a little happy, wasn’t she?
Please rest assured, Teacher Roxy.
Whether or not you are still my wife, you will always be my most respected God.