Ore wa Mada, Honki o Dashite Inai

In the mansion living room, I was reading a report that came up.

As I sink myself deeply into the couch and read, from behind.

"What are you reading so enthusiastically?

"Sister."

Put your neck to sleep and look behind you.

I could see my sister upside down in a beautiful dress.

"It's a little report"

"Which..."

My sister glances over my shoulder at the report.

"Midea Mukenai. Aged 15, from - a girl's background check?

"Oh."

Me snorting.

Midea Mukenai.

Granddaughter of that Kensei grandfather.

That's the name of the girl who came into the mansion like a boar.

Depending on how it was then, I'll definitely be back.

And it's going to be trouble again.

I was so sure, I made her look into it.

The enemy needs to know better.

"Hermes is going to consolidate herself, too."

"Heh? No, I'm not. I'm not."

My sister was wrong, so she decided to make it right.

"Not that kind of colorful story. You see, the intruder who smashed it between his eyes."

"I see. That's when they stole your heart."

"That's not such a good, thieving story!

I deny it, but my sister saw me with warm eyes, "Okay, don't even say it".

If I deny it any more, it looks mucky and it looks like it, so I gave up and read the report.

"Oh, you're the granddaughter of Saint Perseus the Sword"

"It seems so. Which... Kensei said the most talented of his 128 granddaughters - how many children are they making, that erotic!

"There's a chance your Kensei son gave birth to 128 people."

My sister pointed out calmly - though.

I'm actually with that jizzy guy, and Midea's talking to me.

"No, it's definitely because my grandfather makes so many kids"

I was sure.

Continue reading further.

"I have learned all the teachings of Kensei, and as a direct line, I am the strongest. Because he is a follower of Kensei in that context, and he believes without question in all the teachings of the sword,"

I see, while.

I thought you might be denying anything but your grandfather's sword.

The questionnaire continues further.

You said you loved sweet food, like the good cousin thing, the name of the love sword.

I'm impressed that I did a good job of researching it, but I flushed it with all the information I didn't need.

"You're gonna skip reading."

"Oh, I'm not really interested."

"Really? - Oh."

When I turned to the last page, my peeping sister hid her mouth and laughed with eyes that felt like she'd done it to.

"What's up, sister?"

"That's what you're talking about, Hermes, that's why I was skipping reading along the way"

"On the way?

So you're saying there's something on the last page I turned?

The last person to skip reading didn't even read the letters anymore, so I focused my consciousness again and read the contents of the report.

What was written there was a preface to the note.

"Three sizes? And you're still a virgin."

"It's important, right? Alas, a reputation for being cute for being vulnerable to tickles but desperately putting up with them. Gotta tickle."

"Oh man!

I threw the report out the window.

My sister niggered.

The person responsible for the investigation, I'll do it later.

"Wouldn't that be nice? Do the right thing about the woman you care about. Don't look into anything. Rather than suddenly welcoming you home."

"No, no, no, no, that's not really what I'm talking about, sister."

"But you looked it up a lot. You still had a man at home raised at your father's request."

"It's the jerk!

I don't care if I tolerate tickling with special notes, I have to call without such (,,,) precedents.

Our father was the culprit.

I sigh and try to deny it properly.

Doddle, doddle.

A tremendous noise sounded in the hallway, bread right after! and opened the door with so much momentum that it was slammed against the wall.

Who is it? I frowned.

"Roar."

It was that girl who came in - Midea.

She is in tears and has that report in her hand.

"What the hell is this!

"I broke it. I mean, I was close."

"Because it's such a lie!

"Huh? Oh, yeah, tickle--"

"My boobs, they're not so small!

"That way!

I'll give it back to you.

View the report in Midea's hands.

I didn't care about it earlier and was reading it flush, but there is a number 72 at the top of the three sizes.

Oh... this is a number that, yeah, can be a complex for some people.

"Poor thing with those eyes. Awwwwww."

Midea ran away with even more tears, almost crying.

Um, I guess I did something pathetic.

"Hehe, he's not a good kid. If it's about that guy, you can call him Mother."

"Mother?

For a moment I wondered what it was like.

"Oh well, your sister is my daughter now"

The setting - I remembered that of the exact setting for the kingdom and the external use.

That's okay.

"No, no, really not, sister."

"Yeah?"

"Isn't this mansion too easy to guard Gabagaba?

About a minute after Midea left.

Finally, I heard a voice from inside the mansion saying, "I'm a jerk".

"Hey, Hermes."

In the whorehouse, the familiar whore Ortier looked out the window and spoke to me.

"What's up?"

"I've got a kid looking at me with great eyes."

"With amazing eyes?

"Yeah. You're looking at my tits like they're my parents' enemies"

"Uh..."

Midea.

I mean, I was still wearing it.

"Hermes... meh"

"What?"

Suddenly Ortier scolded me.

"What the hell is that?"

"You're like a lot of hermes. Jealous of lovers and daughters-in-law, that's why we eat all the time."

"No, no, not that kind of colorful relationship"

"Really?

I nodded.

As a matter of fact, I was aware that I was wearing the mansion on my way here.

Follow me from afar and see how it goes.

I pretended not to realize that there was no particular harm and I had left it -.

It was a good tail there, and when I realized it, I thought the misunderstanding would go on.

That's why I left it... hmm.

"I'm leaving today"

"You just got here, didn't you?

"It's going to annoy me if it's any more, I'll be back"

"... well. Yeah, come back, Hermes."

Ortier leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

A kind of kiss that tickles your mind, not something that rocks your senses directly.

I don't feel bad, I thought I'd come back.

Leaving the whorehouse, he proceeded in the opposite direction, the place where Midea deduced from Ortier's gaze when he was in the room.

I won't look for signs, I won't be such a jerk.

He wrote in his report that he understood all the teachings of Kensei.

If you want to find signs of someone like that, you can do it.

I don't do anything.

Yeah, it's best not to do anything.

I tried to do nothing, and I walked all over the city.

I didn't even stick my neck in a fight between the chimps.

I didn't catch the runaway killer either.

When one home after another was thrown out of the house at the couple Genka, it was helpful because it was the rags that flew in. I took it spoiled.

I just had to do something if a knife that slipped a few meters away was coming this way.

So he continued to do nothing and circled the city all the way before returning to the mansion.

……

There was Midea in front of the mansion. Were you waiting ahead of time?

She was staring at me with a complicated face.

I don't know if he was following me along the way because I didn't look for any signs.

Well, I don't care if you follow me or not, I'm fine because I didn't do anything today.

I once approached her, trying to get back to the mansion.

She looks complicated - leopard weirdness from.

I pulled out my sword and it slashed me.

After seeing the expression that I was getting all of the tremendous slaughter, sword saint, I thought, well, that's just great.

At the same time, I didn't think I needed to do anything.

I don't want to kill you.

Unmurderous sword, I don't know what you mean - no, you mean that!

I boiled down the multidivision of labour.

I'm not gonna do anything, so I'm gonna force myself to do it.

Heh heh, I'm not getting in that hand.

I can tell you're not willing to kill me.

I did nothing, I just stood up.

As I read, Midea's sword inched in front of me.

"What are you going to do?

"... that's, yeah, that's what I mean..."

Midea bumps once she drops her shoulder disappointingly.

The next time I looked up, her expression was changing.

Somehow, determination - no, I assumed something.

Such a look.

"Make me a disciple!

"……………………… Yes?

All of a sudden, my head turned white.

"What are you talking about? You..."

"Grandpa said it a long time ago"

"To?"

"The ultimate of the sword," he said.

"Without pulling it out?

"I wasn't sure about that, but now I know I'm talking about something like a master!

"Already calling my master!?

I mean, no, no, er...

"You don't even need to deal with it, instead of moving, that's what true strength means!

……

Maybe not.

Kensei's. I've heard that, too. A proper interpretation is not like Midea's.

but I can't tell you.

It's increasingly muddy to say here.

"Please! Make me your apprentice! If not, my men! If that still doesn't work, I can use the toilet paper clerk!

"Because of that, I didn't hire you!

"Oh, because if you need boobs, I'll do something about it!

"It doesn't matter!

No, no, I'm not, er...

"Ka"

"You?"

"Let me think!

That's what I said, I ran into the mansion.

followers of the teachings of Kensei.

The wording came to my mind.

Jump into the mansion, hang your back on the door, and sigh.

"Not without the ultimate sword."

I didn't react because I didn't feel like killing... you mean behind my back...