Part 2
"Well, you see... ahem," Yuna cleared her throat, clearly caught off guard.
"To know whether you can use magic, first you have to determine if you have an 'elemental affinity.' Only those who possess one can manipulate the elements."
She began walking slowly as she explained.
"We elemental elves are mostly divided into four branches: Wind, Water, Fire, and Earth." "There are also elves of Light and Darkness—they're a bit more... unique."
"Our affinity is determined at birth. I'm a Wind Elf, and that limits the kind of magic I can learn."
Haruto listened intently, his eyes shining with excitement.
"So that means... if I have that affinity, you could teach me how to control wind?" he asked, barely containing his excitement.
The thought of learning magic filled him with a childlike enthusiasm. Yuna noticed, and a small, involuntary smile crept across her face.
For a moment, she pictured him as a puppy, tail wagging, thrilled by the unknown.
It's like holding a puppy in my hands, she thought with a touch of affection, though she tried to maintain a formal tone.
"Yes, I could teach you," she added, recovering the seriousness in her voice. "But it takes discipline and focus. Magic is an extension of oneself."
"I'm ready for the challenge," he said, with a confidence that rose straight from his chest.
Yuna watched him for a few seconds, gauging the resolve in his eyes. At last, she nodded, letting go of the warmth in her expression and taking on a more instructive tone.
"First, we need to know your affinity. That can be seen through your 'Status Panel.'"
"Status Panel?" Haruto repeated, confused.
"It's normal that you don't know it," she replied. "Just repeat after me: 'Show Status Panel.' It'll appear in front of you."
He frowned. Hesitated a moment... but decided to trust her.
"Show Status Panel!" he called out.
A glowing projection opened before him, hovering like a fragment of suspended magic.
"Haruto Kibou, Lv. 2" appeared at the top, along with other information.
At the center, a six-pointed hexagon shone brightly on all sides.
"That's your elemental core," said Yuna, leaning toward the panel. "Usually, only one point lights up... I've never seen anything like this."
Haruto felt a sudden wave of dizziness.
Was having all elements active an advantage... or something dangerous?
He touched the icon. The hologram expanded, revealing all six elements clearly.
"That represents your elemental affinities," Yuna added, a note of caution in her voice. "It's extremely rare. Usually, one or two light up. But you…"
"So what does that mean?" Haruto asked, caught between confusion and wonder.
Yuna frowned, leaning in a little more, as if trying to decipher something she couldn't quite grasp.
"It means... you could learn any kind of magic without limitation."
"So... I could use magic from every element?" Haruto said, his voice a mix of excitement and disbelief.
Yuna nodded, though her eyes held both admiration and caution.
"That's right. You have no limits. I suppose... it's Mizuki's blessing."
The words hung between them like a newly opened door. An uncertain path, yes—but full of possibility.
"Do you think I could summon something... like your bow?" he asked, curiosity getting the better of caution.
Yuna studied him silently, as if assessing something deeper.
"It's possible, but not as simple as it sounds. Summoning requires a special connection with the object."
Without another word, she opened a small pouch of fine leather on her belt. It looked simple, yet elegant.
With a single motion, she pulled out a foldable wooden table, two stools, and a full tea set.
Haruto's jaw dropped.
How... How could all of that fit in something so small?
Yuna noticed his expression and let out a soft laugh.
"It's a magic pouch. Very useful for traveling."
Haruto could only nod, still processing what he had just seen.
In a matter of minutes, a small table was set between them, decorated with delicate porcelain cups and a steaming teapot that filled the air with a warm, floral aroma.
Every movement she made was precise, almost ritualistic. As she poured the tea, she looked up, and their eyes met.
There was calm in her gaze. A quiet confidence that was beginning to reach him.
"Here you go," she said, offering him a cup.
Haruto took it and sipped. The tea's flavor was gentle, comforting. The warmth spread through his body, melting away some of the tension he hadn't realized he was carrying.
Across from him, Yuna held her own cup with the same quiet grace.
"Materialize," she said suddenly. "It lets you summon objects you own—or recreate them if you know them in detail."
She spoke clearly, but without stiffness. Like someone teaching from experience.
"It depends on accurate visualization. And it only consumes mana the first time you use it."
"I need to know it in detail?" Haruto asked, still intrigued.
"Exactly. If the image isn't clear in your mind, the spell will fail," she confirmed with quiet authority. "It's useful, but it takes practice."
With a small gesture, she mimed summoning something with her hands, reinforcing her words with a simple demonstration.
Haruto nodded and took another sip of tea. The ideas were settling in his mind like puzzle pieces falling into place. The possibilities were... immense.
"Once you've summoned an object, you can add it to your inventory using Materialize Lock."
He set the cup aside and leaned back slightly against a tree trunk. His mind was racing.
That spell... wasn't just practical. It was inspiring.
He remembered the manga he used to read, where weapons were described in such vivid detail he could almost feel them.
What if he could bring something like that into reality?
A spark of excitement ran through him. As if all those fantasies from his old world were preparing to come alive.
"Maybe... I could try?" he murmured, more to himself than to Yuna.
Without waiting for a response, he slowly got to his feet. He took a deep breath, focusing his attention.
"I want to try something," he said at last, guided by curiosity and excitement.
Yuna's green eyes followed him—attentive, calm. In them, there was interest... and a silent faith.