Apparently, the bonbon nobleman (his brother) has realized that his body-enhancing magic is poor.

　Since then, Ted has been jumping around and chasing after me like a rabbit without using much magic.

　Hmm.
　I'm a little surprised.

　Does this mean that every human being has at least one of their advantages?

　In Ted's case, he doesn't seem to have any talent for magic, and even his face is not flattering.

　On top of that, he's not very smart.
　Even if you take away the fact that he is a child, I can't feel a shred of intelligence at all.

　But, however.
　For some reason, he seems to have a good level of physical strength.

　I have to give them a certain amount of credit for not giving up and chasing it all the way to this point, even though they are children.

The only thing I can think of to say is, "eh ...... eh ....... Dude, how can you be so nonchalant!

　That's because you're trained differently than most kids.

　There wasn't a sorcerer who could keep up with my speed that was serious, not even 200 years ago.

　At best, it was at the level that Roy, the brave man of the wind, might be able to fight a little bit of a good fight.

''There's still some time before sunset, do we give up?

d*mn, yeah!　Konnyaro!

　Ted reached straight for my scarf.

　Too late. Too slow.
　There's no way a straight line attack without a feint can reach me.

　I bounced it off with one hand and took a step backwards.

''Ughhhh!　We're screwed!　No more ...... No more ......!

　
　Ted, who made a strange noise, slumped to a slump.

　Hmm. I guess Ted's limit is around here.
　To be honest, I thought he was at his limit in five minutes at most, but he was probably sticking it out for twenty minutes or so.

　This is a surprising result.
　
　I was a nobleman, I guess.
　He probably had been doing basic physical training on a regular basis.



'Oh, remember: ......!　At some point: ......!　Be sure to visit ...... at some point!

　In any case, Ted already seems to be a giveaway.

　It can't be helped.
　Let's cut the exercise short and head back to the stacks, shall we?

　I turned on my heel and was just about to head back home.

　Hmm?
　What is that thing?

　Looking over the view from the roof, he could make out the familiar figures in his neighbor's grand house.
　

'Bath, was it? That kid.

　Bonbon nobleman (brother), Barth seems to be talking to Lilith about something.

　What are they talking about?　I'm curious.

　Body strengthening magic activation, hearing enhancement.

　Keen, my ears ring slightly, then the sound is very clear.

　Range change, very small scale.
　In the past, I used to use this to listen to the strategy of the enemy camp and so on, and I can hear the conversation between the two of them as I think back.

'It's ....... I've said it many times. I can't socialize with Master Barth.

　Hmm. It seems to be some kind of shura.

　But. I see.
　Well, Lilith has turned out to be quite a beauty.

　She has a clear face, but Bath is also a boy of her age.

　With a beauty like Lilith working nearby, it's not surprising that she would feel strange.

''What's the matter with you!　This mine!

　If I had to ask, I'd say that's not the kind of attitude I'd have to have, but I'd feel a little sorry for him, even as I tsked inwardly wondered if that wasn't the attitude.

　Even though they are children, it must be hard to be sleeved by a woman.
　Even more so for a proud aristocrat like Barth.

'No, sir. 'I'm not complaining, I mean, it's more than that. I already have someone in mind for me.''

...... You mean that guy, Abel or something?



Yes, sir. That's the way it is. Anyway, I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm going to have a relationship with Master Barth. Please give it up.

　Well, I recently read in a book on miscellaneous topics.
　It said that there is no moment when a woman is more cruel than when a man she doesn't like makes a pass at her. I feel like that's exactly what's happening right now.

'Nah, I can't believe I'm in love with my blood brother!　You are filthy!　Shame on you!

　He shouted that, and Barth, who had been sleeved, was in tears and defeated.
　　
　Ah, yeah.
　It's not that I'm Lilith's brother, but I guess it was easier to make it add up if I set it up that way.

　Lilith also made a slightly troubled face and then went back to work.

　Well.
　Let's pretend we didn't see this one and forget about it as much as possible.

　Looks like it's time for me to get moving, too. I don't have to look back.

'Great Ted Keek!

　I ducked Ted who dropkicked me while shouting the name of the technique.

'Shit!　Hey, how can you avoid the attack now!

　I can perfectly understand the actions of the bonbon nobleman (my brother) even when I'm meditating.

　If you want to get behind me, you'll have to start by learning how to get rid of the signs.

''Guboi. Da, no. ......!　I'm at the end of my rope. ......

　In the end, the blow was Ted's final attack.

　With his entire body's magical power exhausted, Ted would pass out with his eyes white.

　Did he fail?
　We might have skipped it too hard on the first day.

　
　However, my younger brother, an aristocrat, seemed to like this game.

　As a result, from the next day, my brother brother and I started to play tag as a daily routine.

　For me, it's not all about reading, it's also part of the training to move my body.

　It could be said that I was able to find a convenient distraction.