My name is Roxy Migurdia.
40 years old, but I look 14...
Hmm... both of those sound a bit unfortunate.
In any case, I am a demon.
So, don't let my age of 40 fool you; I'm actually still in my teenage years.
So, converted to human years, that's about...
14 years old...
Alright.
At 14, I became an adventurer without my family's knowledge.
At the time, I thought this would be the step that would free me from the nightmare of not being able to use 'telepathy' and allow me to embrace a wider world.
That's what I believed.
But because my race stops aging in appearance at 14, and because my hair color was close to that of the notorious Superd tribe, I suffered quite a bit after becoming an adventurer.
Fortunately, I soon found an adventurer party that was willing to accept me, and at the age of twenty, I became a B-rank adventurer.
I was lucky.
But good times are always short-lived.
In a magic disaster, my party leader died a tragic death, and as a result, the adventurer party disbanded.
The horrific scene of his death in front of me is still vivid in my mind, but when I reported back to the adventurer's guild, their indifferent attitude made me realize something.
This is what it means to be an adventurer.
I was too naive back then.
Afterward, I left the Demon Continent and set foot on the Millis Continent.
My blue hair that glowed green in the firelight and my small stature caused me a lot of trouble.
Luckily, when I reached the port town, I didn't face too much discrimination. The local adventurer's guild also helped me a lot, which restored my confidence as an adventurer.
And after being promoted to A-rank, I was very happy.
This should be proof of my strength, right?
Sure enough, the next day I was invited on a quest. The adventurer party even said they couldn't do it without me.
A-rank adventurers are still highly respected.
The quest was to dress up as a little girl to get close to a lolicon merchant and investigate his illegal dealings.
This is probably the daily life of an adventurer.
I flew into a rage on the spot and was about to refuse, but the adventurer party offered me a price I couldn't refuse.
Four times the pay.
I accepted.
The disguise went smoothly, but I had to change my clothes and hairstyles frequently to look like a little girl.
I was always laughed at by my colleagues...
What's wrong with them? I was saving people...
An accident still happened. After some time investigating, I was discovered by the slave trader, knocked out, and thrown into a dungeon.
Thanks to this, I was able to truly infiltrate the victims.
I broke the window and was also rescued by my companions. We saved the girls, and seeing their smiling faces, I felt it was all worth it.
I accepted a commission from the guild to escort them back to Millishion.
Even though I knew I would definitely face discrimination there.
...There were many unexpected encounters. Whenever I met people, I would face all kinds of discrimination.
That was a dark period.
I gradually became reluctant to interact with people.
Later, by a fortunate coincidence, I met someone from my hometown. She invited me to work at a tavern, and I was able to save up some money again. Then I set off on a journey once more to the Asura Kingdom.
—My teacher's hometown.
He had traveled to our village when I was a child and taught me magic, showing me how vast the world was.
It was because of him that I decided to become an adventurer.
But he left without saying goodbye. I thought maybe he didn't want to see me again.
Then, I received a commission—to go to my teacher's home in the Asura Kingdom to press him for the manuscript of Walking the World.
I hesitated for a long time but accepted the commission.
At my teacher's house, I talked to him about the past. I found out that his departure without a word was just a misunderstanding. He was in a hurry to leave and had told a fellow clansman to pass on the message. But in his carelessness, he had forgotten—
Most of my clansmen communicate through 'telepathy.' His less-than-fluent demon language probably meant they couldn't understand more than a few words...
Anyway, my teacher continued to write his book, and I continued my journey—to Sharia, where I studied at the University of Magic for four years.
After that, I left the university. Because the Asura Kingdom cleared out monsters every winter, there were no specific commissions to take.
My finances were once again in a tight spot.
Just then, I saw a notice from a knight's family in a remote village, looking for a home magic tutor. The pay was two silver coins a month.
I stayed there for two years.
The Greyrat family was very kind and made me feel the warmth of a home.
I took on my first disciple in my life—Rudeus. He was a prodigiously talented child, but also a bit of a precocious brat. In two years, I taught him everything I knew.
Life with the Greyrat family was happy. I felt the warmth of a family; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it my second home.
But, where there are meetings, there must be partings.
When I realized I had nothing more to teach, I resolved to leave that 'home.'
I needed to embrace a wider future. I wanted to adventure, to continue to improve my magic. It didn't matter if I was alone.
I had already experienced the warmth of a home, hadn't I?
That's what I originally thought.
Until I met him in the forest on my way out...
A young man.
Although he wasn't old, he was full of masculine spirit, tall, but with a childish expression.
We made a promise... to adventure together in the future...
So...
How far away is the future?
Roxy blinked. In the hazy mist, a pair of dark gray eyes appeared before her.
The eyes were slightly narrowed, with a hint of a smile.
Roxy 'looked' at the memory in her mind. Her slightly indifferent, thin lips pursed slightly. Her body pressed against the edge of the bathtub, and slowly, slowly.
With a splash, she submerged herself in the water.
With the slight movement of her blinking, a ripple spread across her vision.
Bubbles escaped from her mouth, floating among her scattered blue hair, which was like seaweed, and drifted past her face.
Perhaps due to the lack of oxygen, Roxy felt a bit dazed.
Her mind was filled with fleeting images of the past.
Fleeting...
Images...
Roxy slowly closed her eyes.
With a splash, two hands reached into the bathtub and pulled her out. Roxy should have been jolted awake, but she just looked dazedly at the palace maid who had 'fished' her out.
"Miss Roxy! Miss Roxy! You can't close the window and soak in such hot water for an hour in winter! You'll get dizzy!"
Roxy's mind felt a bit hazy. Only then did she realize why all those memories had been flooding back.
It was because of the lack of oxygen...
The maids scrambled to pull her out of the bathtub and quickly wrapped her in a bathrobe, her skin flushed from the heat.
But because the bathrobe was too big and she was too small, only her head peeked out.
Her damp blue hair stuck to her cheeks, creating a color contrast with her flushed face. When Roxy's small feet touched the cold floor, she finally came to her senses a little.
Then she thought in a daze.
"Good thing Allen isn't around. If he saw this, wouldn't he say I'm being reckless again..."
She didn't think at all that this was a bath, and how Allen could possibly see her.
Outside the window, the moon climbed high in the sky.
When she was fully awake...
It would probably be another night of writing letters, right?
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