Zero no tsukaima ch2

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Chapter Two: Louise the Zero When Saito woke up, the first sight that greeted his eyes was the underwear that Louise had stripped off. It had somehow ended up in his line of sight, after having been carelessly tossed away. Louise was still asleep in bed, snoring gently. Her sleeping face was simply cherubic. Looking at her like this, she seemed a lot more childish. She was a loud and annoying girl when she spoke—"noble" this, "magician" that—but while she slept, she was cute. Saito almost wished that she would stay that way forever. Then reality sank in. ‘So last night really wasn't a dream.’ He had thought he would find himself back in his own room, but obviously, it hadn't happened. He felt dispirited. Still, it was a refreshing morning. Dazzling light shone down into the room. Saito's characteristic curiosity was reawakened. ‘Thinking about it, this is kinda like a sightseeing tour. I wonder what kind of world this is? While I don't like the idea of being the familiar of a rude magician girl who snores her head off, I should try to make the most of it in any case.’

First things first, he went and flung the blanket off Louise. "Wh-What? What's going on!?" "It's morning, milady." "Huh? O-Oh... Wait, who are you!?" Louise yelled in a slurred voice. Her expression was vacant as she trailed off into a pitiful mumble. ‘Is this girl okay?’ "Hiraga Saito." "Oh, the familiar. That's right. I summoned you yesterday, didn't I?" Louise got up and yawned. Then she ordered Saito: "Clothes." He tossed her the uniform that had been draped over a chair. Louise began to sluggishly undress. Saito quickly turned the other way to hide his blushing face. "Underwear." "G-Get that yourself!" "They're in the lowest drawer... Of that closet... Over there…" It seemed she thoroughly planned to get the most out of Saito. Holding his tongue, he went and opened the indicated drawer. Lo and behold, it was packed full of underwear! It was the first time he had seen women's underwear in this manner, except for his mother's. Grabbing a pair at random, he threw it over his shoulder without looking back. Once Louise had put them on, she mumbled again. "Clothes." "I just gave them to you." "Dress me." ‘Don't push it!’ Saito turned to object angrily, only to find Louise sitting sleepily on the bed wearing only the underwear he had thrown at her. He suddenly didn't know where to look. Louise pouted in displeasure. "You must not know because you're a commoner, but nobles will not dress themselves if a servant is available." That irked him. "You can at least dress yourself!" "Right then, as punishment for being a disrespectful familiar: No breakfast," Louise declared, raising a finger triumphantly. Reluctantly, Saito picked up her blouse. When he left the room with Louise, he saw three identical wooden doors along the wall. One of them opened, and from inside appeared a girl with flaming red hair. She was taller than Louise, roughly the same height as Saito. She gave off a strongly flirtatious aura. Her face was attractive and she sported a captivating bustline. Her breasts were like melons.

The top two buttons of her blouse were undone, highlighting an impressive cleavage which drew the eyes in impulsively. Her skin was tanned, giving her a look of health and natural beauty. Her height, skin color, atmosphere, and breast size... It all made a strong contrast with Louise, who lacked in those charm points. When she saw Louise, she grinned broadly. "Good morning, Louise." Louise returned the greeting with a frown. "Good morning... Kirche…" "Is that… your familiar?" Kirche asked somewhat mockingly, pointing at Saito. "That's right." "Ahaha! So it really is a human! That's amazing!" Saito resented that. ‘Sorry for being a human. What are you then’? He stared at Kirche's breasts. ‘You're just a big-breasted alien. Yeah, a big b-b-breasted alien’. His stare intensified.

"It's just like you to summon a commoner with 'Summon Servant.' As expected of Louise the Zero." Louise's white cheeks flushed scarlet. "Shut up!" "I summoned a familiar yesterday too. Unlike a certain somebody, I was successful on my first try." "Really..." "And if you're going to have a familiar, it should be a good one like this. Flame!" Kirche called her familiar triumphantly. From her room, a large dark-red lizard slithered out. A wave of heat hit Saito. "Uwah! What the heck is this red thing?" Kirche smiled. "Ohoho! Don't tell me this is your first time seeing a fire lizard!" "Put a chain on it or something! It's dangerous! And just what is it?" "Don't worry. As long as I order it not to, it won't attack. Aren't you the scaredy-cat!" Kirche put a hand to her chin, and tilted her head teasingly. The creature was at least as big as a tiger. Its tail was tipped with flame, and from its mouth it spat out embers as it breathed.

"Don't you feel hot being near it?" Saito asked. He calmed himself down and looked at it again. "Wow, it's a monster... Fantastic!" "It's actually fairly cool to me." "Is this a salamander?" Louise asked jealously. "That's right! A fire lizard! See, look at the tail. A flame this vivid and large means it's without a doubt a salamander from the Fire Dragon Mountains! It's like a brand! Collectors can't even put a price on these!" "That's nice," Louise said, her voice bitter. "Isn't it? It matches perfectly with my affinity!" "Your affinity is Fire, isn't it?" "Of course. After all, I'm Kirche the Ardent. The ardent of gently smoldering passion. Everywhere I go, I have boys falling for me. Unlike you, right?" Kirche puffed her chest out proudly. Not wanting to lose, Louise did the same, but the difference in volume was just too sad. Despite this, Louise glared at Kirche. It really looked as if she hated losing.

"I don't have the time to go around flirting with everything I see, unlike you." Kirche only smiled calmly. Then she turned to Saito. "And what's your name?" "Hiraga Saito." "Hiragasaito? What a strange name." "Hey!" "Well then, I'll be off now." She stroked her flaming red hair back and dashed off. The salamander followed her with a cute shuffling movement that looked odd with such a large creature. As she disappeared, Louise shook a fist in her direction. "Ooh, that girl gets on my nerves! Just because she summoned a salamander from the Fire Dragon Mountains! Argh!" "Calm down, it's just a summoning." "No, it's not! You can determine a mage's true power just by looking at their familiar! Why did that idiot get a salamander, while I got you?" "Jeez, sorry for being a human. But you're one too, y'know..." "Comparing mages and commoners is like comparing wolves and dogs!" Louise exclaimed haughtily.

"...Okay, okay. By the way, she just called you 'Louise the Zero,' but what's with the 'Zero?' Is it your surname?" "No way! My name is Louise de la Vallière! 'Zero' is just a nickname!" "A nickname, huh? I can understand why she's called 'Ardent,' but why are you 'Zero?'" "You don't need to know," Louise answered uncomfortably. "Is it your breasts?" Saito asked, glancing at Louise. ‘Yup. Flat as a board.’ Louise's hand flew out. He dodged it. "Come back here!" "Don't hit me!" ‘A slap?’ ‘That reminds me... This girl...’ ‘Yesterday, even when everyone else flew away, she walked.’ ‘And last night, when I grabbed her, she kicked me in the groin.’

‘If she really wanted to chastise me, wouldn't it be better to use magic, instead of hitting or kicking?’ ‘That would be more effective, and more mage-like.’ ‘Why is that?’ Saito wondered. Tristein Magic Academy's dining hall was the tallest and centermost building on the premises. Inside, three extremely long tables were arranged parallel to each other. Each one looked like it could easily seat a hundred people. The table at which Louise and all the second years sat was the middle table. It appeared that students could be identified by the color of their cloaks. Viewed from the entrance, everyone sitting on the left-hand table looked a little older and wore purple cloaks—third years. The students sitting on the right-hand table wore brown cloaks—first years. ‘So they're like year-level jerseys,’ Saito thought. Every single mage on the school grounds, students and teachers alike, gathered here for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. On an upper level, he could see teachers enjoying pleasant chatter. All of the tables were magnificently decorated. Numerous candles, bunches of flowers, baskets full of fruit...

Saito's mouth was agape with amazement at the sheer grandeur of the dining hall. Louise raised imperiously and began to explain. Her hazel eyes twinkled with mischief. "Tristein Magic Academy doesn't teach just magic, you know." "Right..." "Almost all mages are nobles. The saying 'nobles achieve nobility through the use of magic' is a foundation for the education we receive as nobles. Thus, our dining halls must also be fitting of a noble's status." "Okay..." "Understand? Normally, a commoner like you would never set foot inside the Hall of Alvíss. Be grateful." "Right... Hey, what's an 'Alvíss'?" "It's the name for the little people. See all those statues over there?" Where she pointed, elaborate sculptures of small people lined along the walls. "They're well-made. Err, those things don't... like... come alive during the night or anything, do they?" "Oh, you knew that?" "So they do?!"

"Well, they dance. Enough of this. Pull out my chair, will you? You're not a very competent familiar," Louise remarked, crossing her arms and tilting her head, making her strawberry-blonde hair ripple. ‘Oh well, ladies first.’ Saito pulled Louise's chair out for her. Louise didn't even thank him as she sat down. Saito also brought over a chair to sit on. "This is amazing!" Saito cried. It was far too grand for a breakfast. A huge roasted chicken taunted Saito. Other than that, there was also wine and a pie baked in the shape of a trout. "I can't eat all this! I'll die if I do! Hey, Miss!" He prodded Louise's shoulder, only to find her glaring at him. "What?" Saito asked dubiously. Louise kept her gaze fixed. "Ah, I'm getting ahead of myself. I should act more like nobility! Even though I'm not a noble." Louise pointed to the floor, where a bowl had been placed. "It's a bowl." "Yes. It is." "There's something suspicious in it."

Louise propped her chin on her hands and spoke. "You know, familiars are supposed to stay outside. You're only in here because I especially requested it." Saito was sitting dumbly on the floor, staring at the bowl sitting in front of him. In it were some sorry-looking scraps of meat floating around in a thin soup. On the edge was half a loaf of hard-looking bread. Extending his neck, he peered over the edge of the tabletop. He could only gaze longingly at the spectacular feast that was laid out on it. It was far beyond comparison with his meager bowl of scraps. "O, Great Founder Brimir and our lady the Queen, we thank you for this humble meal that you have graciously provided us this morning." The harmonious sound of prayer was raised. Louise joined in as well, closing her eyes. ‘Just how is that a “‘humble meal?”' Saito griped, still staring at the food. ‘That's more than a banquet. If anyone's got a “humble meal,” it'd be me! I mean, just what the heck is in this bowl? This is worse than what you'd feed a pet!’ He wanted to protest. ‘Even pets in Japan eat better than this!’ Irritated at this…

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