Miravenia Magic School Entrance Exam

From Akira's Perspective:

First Period: Classical Literature Examination
The examination started with written tests in Classical Literature. The test began with translation questions that required converting ancient language into modern language, and included problems on phonetic symbols, grammar, listening, and long reading comprehension passages—similar to an English exam one might take in Japan. Given that I had only been in this world for a few months, the ancient language was a struggle for me, and I wasn't confident I answered even half of the questions correctly.

Second Period: Music Examination
The music test was also written and included questions about famous composers and inventors of musical magic from this world, which I, of course, did not know. However, I was able to correctly answer questions about reading music scores, basic music symbols, scales, and chords—fundamentals of music theory.

Third Period: Practical Magic Examination
We were led to a gymnasium-like area for the practical magic test, where we were given spell books to chant accurately. If chanted correctly, it was supposed to produce a fine misty drizzle. Peeking out from the examination venue, it seemed many struggled to control their spells, causing either sleet or heavy rain instead.

When my turn came, I reviewed the spell, which involved dynamics from piano to forte and complex rhythms including syncopation. The melody also featured sophisticated chord progressions, making it not straightforward to perform on first sight without a reference tone. But, being proficient in jazz music, this was right up my alley. The old language of the lyrics was also within the scope taught by Narsha, luckily simple enough for me to manage.

As I began chanting the spell, a beautiful light rain started to fall. "Wonderful, you have quite a talent for practical magic," I was told, much to my relief.

Fourth Period: Meditation Test
We were taken to a dark room to meditate. There, I was besieged by visions of demons—an imagery I instantly realized was being induced by the examiners. Likely terrifying for those ingrained in this world's beliefs, but for someone from another world like me, influenced by the Cthulhu Mythos—a horror narrative not so frightening to Japanese as it might be to those of monotheistic faiths—it was hardly scary at all.

The examiner, seeing my unfazed expression, was astonished. It was likely a test of courage, and it seemed I had scored well.