Hey Thor are you serious?

　I took a few seconds to understand Thor's words and asked in a shaky voice.

'Yeah, I mean it,'

　Thor looks straight into my eyes. I stop for a moment and get close. This position, if your rotten people see me like this, it's going to be a hell of a mess. It looks as if Thor is closing in on me. But Thor is serious.

　It's true that Sister Elinora looks good.
　She spends a lot of time outside, but her skin is white and fine. Her body is just rightly toned, probably thanks to her daily sword wielding and training, and her limbs are thin and smooth. The rise of his chest has been smoothed out considerably, but his waistline is beautiful, as if it were the embodiment of the golden ratio.
Her lashes are long, her eyes are slit, and her face is well balanced and dignified.
　The way she walks with her long ponytail, a mixture of bright red and brown, swinging and brushing her hair, would be a sight to behold for anyone.

　But I'm not going to let that information fool me. This is where we should get Thor back to the normal path. It's time to show him who the real Elinora is. Thor must not be allowed to go down the path of thorns.

'What's so great about that?　You have a wonderful sister Emma, don't you?

'You know, it's rare that you're not attracted to someone that nice and beautiful, right?　It's funny that you're the one who called my sister sister sister Emma or something like that?

'You're being fooled by what you see!　Your sister Emma is beautiful, ladylike, has a great smile and is very sweet!

　Is Sister Elinora nice to you?　How in the world do you arrive at such a thought? It's not a funny joke.

''Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!''

　We settle down once we're apart.

'Thor, it looks like your will is strong.

You. You're the one who likes my sister.

　The space between the two of us is so cut off that there is no room for the hustle and bustle of the harvest festival to enter, and a heavy silence hangs over the place.

'Sister Elinora is rough, violent, savage, and far from gentle, you know?

　I speak in a slow, gentle tone of voice as I admonish Thor.

'You too. My sister is sloppy and loose and sloppy, you know?　Even the breasts have to be big...

"-- What are you talking about?

I'm interested in you, too.

　Two third party voices, not ours, echo.

"...........

　When I turned around, I saw sister Emma and sister Elinora standing there. Both of them look very angry. Could they have been listening to our last conversation? If so, this is the worst.

　Behind him was Brother Silvio, who looked deeply fatigued.

''I'm looking for you, brother Silvio!

　I put my brother Silvio out and try to break away from the scene. Thor's envious expression flickers at the edge of my vision.

'Where are you going?'

Huh?

　With that word, a demon hand sharply grabs me by the collar.

　This technique is Father Nord's technique!　Maybe you've learned it!

Come on. Come on, Thor.

Hi! Hi!

　The other side is also caught by Emma-sister, who is smiling all the time. Even Emma's sister would be upset if she said anything about her breasts.

'Well, I've got a few things to do, Emma, I'll see you later.

'Yes, Lady Elinora. I'll see you later.

　We walk off in different directions, gently holding hands.

'Well, Elinora-sama and Alfried-sama are good friends.

''Really. That's so funny.

'It's true. I wish my kids would learn from the way they fight all the time.

'Silvio-sama is very cool and cute, and she's a great sister and brother.

"The future looks bright for the village of Coriat.

　I can hear the ladies' cheerful conversation. It's not. This is a restraint, right?　They tied me up so I wouldn't run away. I'm trying to pull away from this soft white hand, but I don't freak out. And yet the fact that there is no pressure or pain at all makes it even more terrifying.

　While the villagers look at me warmly, I'm taken back to the mansion with a smile on my face as best I can.


　× X X X



　I received favor from Sister Elinora like rain.

　Maybe it's because of the harvest festival, but today I was punished by Elinora's sister with tickle hell.

　I think it's strange that no one felt any discomfort in my laughter that echoed throughout the mansion.

　Mother Erna just smiled at me when she saw me in my haggard state and said, 'We're good friends again today, aren't we?

　I'm wondering what everyone in the house thinks of me. Maybe I should talk to Bartolo about it.

　Having finally been freed from Elinora's sister, I headed to the square where the nighttime banquet was to be held.

　The sky was already shrouded in darkness, and the village of Coriat was enveloped in blue darkness. I could catch glimpses of flames burning brightly in the midst of it.

''I wonder if Thor is coming?　Or rather, is he alive?

　I started running, worried about Thor's safety.

　When I arrived at the village, many people had gathered around the square. The stalls near the square had either been moved or folded up to allow more people to enter.

　A fire has already been set in the center, and the villagers are illuminated by the light of a large bonfire. Food is being served around it, and the villagers are having a good time with alcohol in hand.

　In some places, a man begins to dance and clap his hands in time to the dance, and those who are confident in their music take out a wooden instrument and play a brilliant melody.

'Oh, it's starting to happen!'

You're late, Al!

　I was watching the party, someone calling out to me.

'Thor!　You're alive!

Yeah, I'll figure it out.

　Thor rubs his nose and looks good at it, but for some reason I feel like he's sitting up.

'Is Lady Elinora not here?'

Are you the one who's sister Emma?

　See if there's anyone else that bothers us. I think this is where our thought process is similar.

'You said you were going to join Sheila and her sisters.

'Then maybe sister Elinora will be there too. She left the mansion before I did.

Okay. So it's you and me against the boys!

　With a friendly smile on his face, Thor puts his hand on my shoulder. You're in very good spirits.

It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with them. And besides, a woman has to deal with women.

　And I have no one to talk to but the adults. They have their own families and want to enjoy a drink.

'Yes!　Tonight we're talking!　Drink, friend!

No, we are still minors. And we're friends already?

Hey!　We've confided in you, we're already friends, aren't we!

　I see. That might be a good point. I don't have any friends of my generation at all, and Thor's suggestion is a good one for me.

'No, in my case, it's respectful. By the way, my friend, what do you really think?

Heh, I'd like to know what Lady Elinora likes.

　Thor, with a disheveled smile on his face, and I walk hand in hand with him to the center of the square.

　We've made some really interesting friends.



　× X X X


"So does Lady Elinora have a fiancée after all?

　Me and Thor are sitting close together on a log placed appropriately in the center.

'Oh, come to think of it, you said something like that,'

Hey!　It's okay. So?　Are you there?

He's not here.

Oh, yeah!

　Hearing my response, Thor clenches his fists. Although the volume was loud enough to be called a roar, the people around me don't pay attention to it now, probably thanks to the party.

''But I heard there was talk of such a thing before.

'Nuh-uh!　What does that mean?!

Hey, hey, hey, it's hard to talk when you're holding on so tight.

Oh, sorry.

What, like two years ago?　I heard there was a guy who fell in love with me at first sight when I showed up at a nobleman's party.

So?　So what happened?

　Thor, who apparently wasn't satisfied with that alone, urges me to continue. But I don't know much about it either.

It's a long story, but Elinora's sister put a man to death with a sword. I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one.

That's a pretty short list.

'Well, I don't know that much about it, but I'm not going to admit that it's not someone stronger than me because of Sister Elinora!　That's about as much as I'm going to say.

Oh, that's about as good as it gets, isn't it?

　Does such a person really exist in this world?

　Celia?　No, no. That man is too good to be left as a woman. Natalie?　No, I've never met him, so I don't know.

　Maybe it's funny when the first thing people associate with a strong person is a woman, but I can't help but think that if it's Coriat Village, it's inevitable.

''Oh!　Roland is off!

'Yes!　Dance, dance, dance!

"Ha-ha-ha!　'What's that dance!'

"I'm taking off my westa over here!

"You always look so skinny in here!

'What?　That move by Wester!　Is that ... dancing ...?'

"They do that a lot this time of year.

I'm taking it off!

"Grandpa!　Stop!

"Why are you interrupting me?

That's what got you down last year!　Think of your age!

"Huh! Huh!　Well, why don't I take off my clothes for you?　This is what we used to do back in the day when we used to bash men--

"'Stop it!


　It's a bit of a racket for the adults. You shouldn't let them get away with it too much.

There's a lot of adults screaming.

Well, it's just the usual, isn't it?

That's the idea.

　We don't care. There's a grown-up world out there for adults.

'Oh, I've got to work on that, too.

　Suddenly, Thor mutters, looking up at the sky. Beyond that, many stars are shining and illuminating us.

　And the light from the campfire stirs and illuminates Thor's profile.

'To balance your sister Elinora?'

　I ask Thor.

'Yes. Maybe not with a sword. But that doesn't mean I'm going to give up. But I want to be a big man.

　Thor's determined profile felt so mature that it was hard to believe he was an eight-year-old boy.

　Has he found his big goal by meeting, admiring, and having feelings for his sister Elinora? Will he grow up to be a big man?

'A big man, huh? Then he's an adventurer?

　Somehow the word that came to my mind was this.

　It must be the exact opposite of mine.

　I'd like to do some sightseeing in the world, but not the adventure. Even that sightseeing, for me, is to be able to go from place to place with transition magic and get various ingredients.

...............................Adventurer?

　At that moment when Thor muttered, the sparks of the fire from the campfire rose loudly.