Glory to Earth Magic Chapter 6

Glory for the Earth Magic! , By : Torimaru Karasuma / 已己巳己

The next day after I bought the clay in the Imperial City, I began to practice with the ordinary clay.

I in particular began practicing to regain my senses by kneading the clay into deformed dogs and cats without any purpose.

While struggling to form the clay, I was able to regain some of my senses, but when I was forming the figure I wanted to make, I realized something.

“Come to think of it, in this world ….. Is there any net or PC’s?” (EN: Idk why only now.)

When I was on Earth, I did not make any original, but used an image of a heroine straight off the internet that was in an existing anime.

For a moment, I thought whether or not it could be helped to not have a PC, then I thought of creating my own PC, but I don’t know how to make it or even knew the materials to anyways.
If there was a camera to take photos or something at least, but it’s also not …..

“….. No wait. Certainly the camera was from a long time ago, was it not …..?”

In addition, there was mintage technology in this world so they may have a cameras.

Mother was chatting with father who came back from the Imperial City.

“Oh Alba! Do you need something?”

Father noticed my presence and put on a refreshing smile.

Well, its thanks to this beautiful couple that if permissible, I’d say I would be handsome when I’m a teenager.

When I had seen his face, I was nearly about to become a narcissistic.

In my previous life, it was low scoring and just a little sweet so I’m seriously thanking my parents right now for my current face.
I could prolong the story, but I was speaking to my handsome father right now so I answer his question with a smile.

“Yes! Father, is there something called a camera?”

“Camera?”

Father has a question mark on top of his head from my words.

“It’s about this size ….. I press a button and then a precise picture comes out.”

I was using a common explanation to explain it clearly to him .
Such it was used in an event when you’re trying to explain it to other cultures, its unexpected what words you have to use.

Father and mother consider what I described for a moment then responded with a clap.

“Oh that, did you mean the magic projection machine?”

Somehow, the name sounds like it is used to repel ghost in a certain horror game.

After leaving his seat for a while, Father brings something that looks like a Polaroid camera back.

“Perhaps you are talking about this Alba? You press the button to suppress the landscape you want to save while looking through a hole that shows the field of view, the paper that has the picture as if it has cut the landscape that has been drawn comes out.”

Saying so, father poised with the camera and pressed the button while looking at me.

Looking at what was passed to me, although there was not as much sharpness like Earth as  I expected, my face was indeed visible on the piece of paper.

“It has been a long time since I used it, but it’s good that it still works.”

In the story father told me, though it was not a custom to take pictures in this world, it was made by a famous old inventor, the inventor also seemed to be an eccentric person, he told me there were only a few several camera’s in this world.
This is the first time I’m hearing it, father seemed to have an eye for novelty inventions, the camera was just one of the things he got in a bid from auction in the past.

“It was a good buy, I was very satisfied with this one. It’s just another antique sitting on the shelves now, never less you knew about this as well.”

“What? Well y-yes! But I was just wondering if someone could be the model for my clay’s shapes so I wanted something to retain their appearance.”

They were quite forced excuses if I say so myself.

However my good-natured parents believe it without a doubt.

(EN: He’s in trouble because he looked at his fathers shelf without permission I think.)

“Well, it was for that sort of reason, Alba sure is kind.”

“Fufufu, he sure is similar to you.”

“Give up, aren’t you embarrassed?”

Father and mother, even though you are in front of me, it’s rotten to flirt in front of people who have had a sore life.
It is an indescribably complicated feeling to watch your parents flirt in front of you.

“Oh, sorry Alba, we did not forget about you!”

Father who noticed my gaze cleared his throat with a ⌊Gohon⌉ then wears a smile. Well, I’ll leave it there.

“Ah er …, I know! I’ll give this to you!”

Father passes the magic projection machine to me with a restless smile on his face trying to cheat his way out of the situation.

“Well? Is it good?”

“Yes, I won’t forget that this was from fathers collection. I will use this effectively so I rejoice at this gift from father.”

I would be honestly happy if I could just borrow it.

However I have to prepare the models.

I listen to fathers explain about the magic projection machine.

Listening to the story, I think it’s a tremendous technology. They say there is not a custom of taking a photograph, but the inventor seems to only value geeky stuff ….. that weirdo.

There, I decided to cherish this well because I understood its value.

Immediately, I take pictures of father and mother from various angles with the camera.

After taking a few pictures, I thank them both then return to my room immediately to start production. (EN: If you ever see chunks like this, there’s good chance for error.)

A process is necessary if I were to add any pose, but this time is simple and serves as rehabilitation.

Since there are many others with the same hobby as me, all the fine details will be omitted.

Stone powder clay is characterized by hardening when exposed to air and UV like paper clay.

Before dinner, I continued to work by forming the base, afterwards, I ate dinner and went to bed.

Father must have really want to go play with me, but when he heard it was for magic training he bowed down strongly when he left the room. I do not know who was the child in this.

After that, I continued to concentrate on my work, after a period of one day, my parents figurines were completed.

Well, considering it was made by a 5-year-old childs hands and is blank ….. I’d say the quality is good.
I go to my parents immediately to show them the completed figures.

“Oh, Alba. You’re done training?”

I talked to mother who I met in the hallway.

“Yes. I wanted to show it to mother and father because it was completed.”

“Fufufu, that person grew timid because his child did not want to play, fully play with him later. So, you said it …… is …… finished.”

Saying so, mother looks intently and my figure.

“Hey Alba. You really made this?”

“Yes, I made it with effort looking at the photos!”

“…… Mercurio!”

Mother suddenly screams calling father.

“What is it, calling in such a loud voice ….. I’ll have to spend a lonely holiday not being able to play with my son.”

A child!
I said a tsukommi in my mind to father who said something like a child.

“Look at this good thing! Alba made it!”

“Let’s see ….. Seriously?”

Father compares the figures with mother and I.

“I wonder ….. does this child have artistic talent?”

“This might be related to clay being of the earth attribute”

My parents were talking sneakily between the two of them.

Since I was enjoying my hobby for the first time in a long time, my tension had been rising up, consider being calm when a 5-year-old genius you don’t know the circumstances of suddenly built this.

Even if drawn, replication was the best.
So since I’m trouble to be seen as an art genius, I use a fact I heard earlier as an excuse.

“For example, Well …… When I made it, I felt something like the feeling of earth. I think that it’s related to earth attribute.”

Being a genius in art looks much better than being talented in earth attribute, but it seems good to lie about this one.

“Ho, so the earth attribute was related after all!”

Father is happy from my words.

“It’s good in this case, Alba has a talent with the earth attribute”

Father nodded uh-huh as if convinced.
That day, the figure went around and the night was filled with praise.

Chapter end