Chapter Four: The World After part three

My first trial at magic had ended with a massive disaster.

I sat in the living room against my knees. Before me, Cliff and Layla both stood with stiffened faces. The atmosphere and mood in the air said everything that needed to be said.

I screwed up badly!!!

What's with those looks? Why isn't anyone saying anything? I can feel my face stiffening up. Was it a bad idea for me to perform magic, maybe?

Of course, it was. I left a massive hole in the backyard.

I looked up at my parents with visibly anxious eyes. These guys had taken me in as a baby. I couldn't be more grateful but here I am causing more problems for them. What would I do if I was suddenly sent packing??!?

But they won't do that right? I'm still three years old. Can barely walk straight and steady.

To think my second life would turn out like this. Screwed it up at three? What the hell!!

The awkward silence dragged on a while longer. Cliff uncomfortably shifted his gaze between Layla and me. In the still-seeming air, I began to listen to my heart race.

Unable to withstand it any longer I took the initiative and spoke up first,

"Look, I'm sorry I went behind your backs and practiced magic outside. I snuck outside and caught a woman doing the same thing. Well, not the same way, she didn't leave a big hole in the ground though. My point is, I didn't know it was a crime to do magic. I mean the other woman did, so I thought if she can, why can't I? So, please don't send me away."

The faces of Layla and Cliff both stiffened harder. I stopped for a second. And then I realized.

Ah- the gig's up!

"Reo...you can talk?"

"… And quite a lot too…" Cliff followed up. They both shared a look of bewilderment and surprise or should I say shock?

Up until now, I've kept the fact I'm capable of fluent speech a secret and away from both Leila and Cliff in order not to freak them out. I had the intention of keeping it like that until I was at a suitable age, like five maybe, but…

"So, you can talk and are capable at magic at three, is there maybe, anything else you can do, like anything else?" Cliff asked in a one as if given up on trying to comprehend the entire situation. Either that or it was sarcasm.

Layla side glances a glare his way and he bites his tongue shot.

"Well, I…" I decided to think it through and reconsidered what I had intended to say.

"No, nothing else," I quickly said.

"Oh, I see." Cliff heaved a sigh of relief. Looks like I might have made the right call.

Layla walked up to me, and in a comforting tone said, "We're not going to persecute you or send you away or anything, it's just…we were a bit surprised and confused, that's all." She continues forth to say, "You being able to use magic is just…unexpected. I mean, to come home and find your three-year-old boy being able to do something like that, isn't exactly, well, you know, not normal."

Ah, I see. It's been quite obvious, but my existence isn't exactly normal.

"What I'm trying to say is, a three years old child capable of magic isn't exactly a natural occurrence. It isn't even an occurrence at all." Leila went on

Apparently, but obviously, it is odd for a three-year-old to use magic. It's not something a child well under six can do in this world. Well at least, there have been no records of any to date.

Layla goes in to explain this to me further.

I was capable of magic at such an early age, which s something that had yet to happen in this world's history; an irregular event. In other words, I truly am an irregular existence. I mean, I was reincarnated with my memories to start wiCliff and Leila's earlier expression had just been out of worry for me. They had no intention of letting me go and we're only bewildered by the unexpected fact.

Being able to use magic at three could be some kind of magical breakthrough. I could be dragged off into series and series of experiments which could get me killed.

Hence, I've been warned by Leila and Cliff not to use magic, at least not for now, until I'm fully grown and of suitable age. For my sake…

I decided and took an oath not to use magic until I was well of age. I swore to keep my talent asleep for the few years to come.

I do find it a bummer that I have to wait a few more years before I can finally use magic despite the fact I already could. But this is all for the sake of the average life I plan to live, so for that, I could leap bounds.

A sigh of relief escaped my mouth. The worrisome thoughts I had about Cliff and Layla letting me go were all for naught.

With that in mind, and out of the way, second chance life in a fantasy world continued.

All that said, I couldn't help but perceive a red flag has been raised, and my slow life has taken a slight turn off its' original course…

As I began to sink into pointless thoughts and worry again, I heard the enraged voice of Layla reach my ears...

"So, you snuck out, huh"

Ah-! forgotten 'bout that-!!