"Ta-da! What do you think? Cute, right?" I mused the state of her new look.  

Yep, it's a masterpiece. You make me proud.

"Jud-Kalifa?"

I didn't think it looked like a Jud-Kalifa which was what I called a molefolk. I was aiming for the bear.

Is my artistic sense that off? It's not a bear?

"Is that how you see it? Sure, let's go with that." I gave her my thumb of approval.

Bears didn't exist in this world anyway. If they did, I should have seen one already. It would be too much of a hassle to explain to her what a bear was.

"Is this a joke?" She scoffed.

"No, I'm serious. You look very cute."

The wings sticking out was the only thing out of place but she could call herself a bear fairy! I had no qualm with whatever she wanted to call herself.

"Why can't I have a fancy one like yours? I don't like furry outfits." She pouted while staring at my black dress.

Replicating fur was actually the toughest part when creating that outfit. To think she was this unappreciative of my effort, that was very unfortunate.

"Stop complaining. You should be happy you even have clothes to wear. I mean, just look at some of those beastfolks, they don't even have clothes."

"Mother... It's not like that. Wait, did you add breasts to yourself? That's unfair!"

"Tch, kids these days. I'm a kid too, you know? I'm still growing. It can't be helped. I can't have Kanoko outdo me! It's called the pride of a strawberry fairy. You're too young to understand. Uh, okay, I gave you a cute outfit, now give me the stuff you learned here."

"You're such a slut." She threw a jaw dropping remark at me.

"Woah there... Where did you learn that word from?"

"Not telling!"

"I bet you learned it at the bar."

That was the only place where people might have used that word. Somehow, she picked it up and used it against me. There was no slut here!

I reprimanded her, "Smoothie, you shouldn't use that word to describe your parent, okay? Otherwise, the devil's going to haunt you at night."

"Aren't you the devil?" She retorted.

"Yes, no... I'm not. Guh..." I sighed with exasperation, "Let's talk elsewhere."

Since no one else was in the library, the librarian hadn't kicked us out for chatting excessively. After all, this was supposed to be a quiet reading place for everyone. Really though, that guy was unaffected by the war, and still as a mountain.

Books aren't edible. Don't forget your snacks. I thought to myself as we passed by his office.

The only other place I was familiar with in the inner city was the palace. However, I didn't want my conversation with Smoothie to be overheard by some strangers there. We therefore went to a more secure location outside on the mountain. That place where I was compressing my mana was nice and quiet.

On our way here, there were some odd expressions coming from the beastfolks looking at our direction. I believed most of those gazes following us were positive. It wasn't like I skinned the beastfolks and had her wear them. One should clearly see that they were different. There was even a red checkered bowtie on the teddy bear.

"I'm receiving public execution..." She frowned.

"Cheer up. I'm sure they're thinking a new fey has been discovered. Isn't it just like Kanoko?"

"Is it though? She's pretty. This isn't!"

"It is! You're the cutest thing ever! Pfft...!"

A winged teddy bear...!

"You're evil!"

"We're almost out of the city, just bear with it a bit longer."

Once we were out of the inner city, we quickly headed to the destination I had in mind. It was about midway up the mountain with a vast view where I was earlier.

"Alright, what kind of outfit would you like then?" I asked her in earnest. I already had enough fun from her for today, anymore would probably be bad karma.

"I want one just like yours!"

"No!" I denied her outright. My reason was simple. I wouldn't look unique anymore.

"Muu..." She hummed apprehensively. "Then I want your work outfit."

"Are you sure? It hardly looks nice."

"Yes, I'm sure."

My work uniform was like a simplified maid outfit with a white apron. I thought it was something for servants and peasants to wear, not something for children to wear.

"Alright then."

It was a simple fix. As a bonus, I added underwear beneath her new outfit.

"Done."

"You have new abilities, right? That was too quick and efficient."

Oh crap, I forgot to tell her to close her eyes. Why do I have to be vigilant around her again? Why can't |tactician| make me more aware of this stuff?

"Eh... I improved during the course of the war. I really did. Do you doubt me?"

"Okay. I won't ask anymore," and she gave up pursuing just like that.

After that, she transferred the memories related to knowledge of magic. A good chunk of the knowledge had to do with magic that required huge amount of resources. There still wasn't anything to do with teleports. I could use magic without formations and chants because that was one of the perks of a fey being. However, low intelligence fey beings wouldn't care to use any of these developed magic.

With all my clones gathering mana from the air non-stop, I had more mana than I could ever use up. Of course, if I was to use super magic like raising a mountain or something, I might not have enough. More like, I was far from having enough.

Speaking of magic, there was actually no affinity or anything like that in this world. In my case, as long as I could imagine it and I had enough mana, things would happen. Obviously that was the simplified explanation. Although I didn't need to chant and whatnot, there were still steps I had to follow.

Using magic to move anything that didn't originate from me, I had to infuse that object with my mana. The more of my mana that object had, the more I could manipulate it. Wind current would be the easiest, followed by liquids, then solids. Given this order, earth magic would be the toughest to use. This was probably why not many would care to use it and instead rely on tools, abilities, or special traits.

It was theorized that everyone had different mana signatures which meant that one person couldn't freely move things that was under the control of another. Though, there was a competing theory that control depended on the will of the user. The one with the stronger will would dominate. This meant that if I had stronger will than a random person, I could control that person however I liked. It wasn't a bad idea. However, it was said that much more mana would be expended this way depending on the amount of resistances met. I was okay with either way since I had plenty of mana.

Moving on, to create fire, light, electric currents and things of that nature was somewhat different from moving things with magic. There was no information applicable to me. Normally, magicians used tools imbued with magic formations and special materials to create things. One example would be the lighting crystals.

I disliked that stuff so I decided to try to use imagery just like the way I moved things with magic. Given how science was taught in public education back in my previous world, creating basic phenomenon should be fairly simple. Magic was just that, right?

Immediately after my hypothesis, I tried to create lightning in my hands. Not surprisingly, there was a sound of crackle and a flash.

Heheh... I'm as good as a dark lord.

Following that, I was able to create fire and light. Fire and heat, they weren't too different. It was the same with light, just some energy. Then again, based on my current understanding, mana was just another form of energy kind of like a currency.

To put it bluntly, for someone like me in this world, the boundary between psychokinesis and magic was blurred. Greater will equated to more awesomeness. The only issue was that I wasn't motivated and therefore had little will. Hopefully I would never meet a powerful individual with a strong will.

I only wanted some fun. The world should at least grant me that much.

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Because I've been gaming too much, my stocks of chapters is running low. I keep a few chapters to help me with editing before releasing them. Hopefully the quality hasn't suffered too much recently. Sorry about that.

Also, looking at the cover art again, I feel like I should redo it... but drawing pretty things is hard and takes practice.