The introductions were short and to the point, Nevarre's gruff exterior as cliché as Leon could have imagined as the pair equally evaluated the other.
After the initial meet and greet, Freyja took him along to do an initial class introduction in preparation for the next day.
The idea was to only have a brief interruption in the student's education, and insert Leon as seamlessly as possible the following day.
Leon thought she was delusional in her hopes and told her as much as they made their way down the halls towards what would be his homeroom class.
"Every single girl in this building will be whispering and gossiping about the new foxkin animal boy attending their school before the end of the next class and for the rest of the day. Not only am I currently ridiculously cute," he mentally added, 'Objectively, data states it as such. It's not narcissism if it's true.'
"I'm also the only male attending. My presence for the first week or two will, simply by existing, be a distraction." Freyja hummed in acknowledgement.
"True. Regardless, introductions would best be taken care of in a classroom setting instead of on the practice field tomorrow morning."
Leon conceded the point. He planned to test out of all the traditional mortal content anyway and blame his ancestral memories for the knowledge.
It was technically true if he considered his previous life as an ancestor.
Something, something, reincarnation, something, cycle of the soul, Hindu voodoo, something. If he believed it enough, he could make it true.
The mind was a fascinating system. The extra few hours he would have been spending in classes would instead be spent on something more productive.
Like learning runic magic.
Or becoming more powerful.
Or pranks.
Priorities.
Headmistress Freyja knocked on the door to class 1-A, opening the door inward after a moment while Leon followed her through.
He surveyed the children in front of him as he stood at the front of the classroom.
They were all adorable little girls around kindergarten or first grade ages, sitting perched attentively at their oversized desks, feet dangling off the ground as their headmistress introduced him.
"Hello, Misses Keshka, young trainees. Apologies for interrupting, but I've come to introduce a new student with me who will be joining your class tomorrow." At her gesture Leon stepped forward and gave a slight bow.
"Hello. My name is Leon. I'm technically only three, but as a spirit, my mind and physical form are a little different than most, so I'm practically six. It's nice to meet everyone. I look forward to being friends."
'Pffffft. Yea right. I'll be outta here in a couple weeks, squirts.' He let his right ear twitch and flick as his tails waved hypnotically behind him, the girls breaking out into whispers and giggles.
Freyja stepped forward to readdress the room.
"That'll be all for now. Tomorrow, please make sure to make Leon feel welcome."
With that final statement, Freyja turned and strolled out of the room, Leon on her heels, his tails never stopping their slow, hypnotic fluctuations.
….
Freyja took a few additional minutes to escort Leon around the campus, pointing out the combat arena, exercise fields, cafeteria, locker rooms and dorms, of which there were notably no male additions.
There were thankfully some male bathrooms, as they did have a few einherjar on staff as training coaches, so Leon would be using those as a makeshift changing room when he was old enough to warrant it.
At his current age and size, the girls would just think he was adorable, so he could probably get away with changing with them for a few more years.
Classes all changed together as combat and exercise were held concurrently among all years to encourage comradery and familiarity even before they graduated and were placed in the field.
Hell, if they were all normalized to it, he might even be able to get away with it when he was older as well.
He would be pushing somewhere around twelve to fourteen in his appearance towards the end of his time in Asgard, so it would be about that age where the difference between genders really began to show, and the hormones were active enough to make them conscious of those changes.
After the tour, Freyja took him back to her home to continue getting him situated and comfortable.
Taking some time, they put their heads together to come up with a list of necessities for his continued stay.
It was predominantly toiletries, toothbrush, toothpaste, he didn't need deodorant, his natural scent as a magical entity being far more muted and pleasant, a brush for his hair and fur, some more masculine bathing soaps, though with more muted scents due to his enhanced olfactory abilities.
Clothing and footwear had already been taken care of, but when asked if he had any additional needs or desires, he did ask if it was possible to acquire one of the mortal gaming systems for extracurricular entertainment.
He convinced her of the need after making the case for a way to relax or entertain any friends he may make, which was, for the most part, surprisingly true.
With his current schedule, Leon had no illusions that he would have much time to invest in frivolities.
Having access to Freyja's personal library was also a consideration, since most of the downtime he did have would likely be spent either establishing pranks or within that sacred, silent space, so it really was primarily destined to be a rare outlet for stress or guest entertainment.
The rest of the day reflected that mentality, his time spent with book in hand, lounging on one of the couches in her study as Freyja handled some paperwork for both Asgard and the academy.
He was attempting to get an extra step head start on attuning to nature, the book in question holding a compilation of multiple first person accounts of the process.
They were all remarkably similar, and held several unilateral consistencies.
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