Ore wa Mada, Honki o Dashite Inai

In the mansion garden, Midea was waving her sword.

Training in swordsmanship, predetermined mould bareback.

I'm even repeating what I taught you before.

"Don't make a scene."

"Master! How about my sword?"

"You've improved a lot, haven't you?

"Really!?

Midea, who listens back with great pleasure, I nodded clearly.

"It's definitely an improvement over when it first happened."

"Yay..."

Midea posing as a gut in a smudged way.

It's an honest, healthy personality, and I wanted to tangle you up a little bit more.

You have another sword to wield.

I took the sword that was standing under a nearby tree and put my sheath around my hips with my left hand.

You can always pull out, that's all.

"Master?"

He said, "Go ahead and shoot me."

"Huh? But"

"I'll see how far I've improved. Come for real."

"- YES!!!

More than just now, no, Midea looks like the happiest face I've had in a while.

She puts up a long sword she pulled out and comes at me.

And slaughter.

As for form, that blow I taught you.

"-!"

I was surprised, too sharp to see the tip shifting with the heat of the air.

I grabbed it with two fingers instead of a sword and stopped it, I took the blade seriously.

At first we tried to meet with a sword, but when we do that, we scatter a hell of a level of shock wave around.

That's what I thought, so I stopped it to erase the shock.

"Roar."

The shockwave was completely unstoppable, and behind me, dozens of garden trees were smashed in the aftermath of the slash.

"Ooh... that's my master! It stopped me."

No, your blow is amazing, too, but I tried to stop.

Midea couldn't snap a blow all over her body when she said she was stopped with her fingertips.

Instead, wave your sword lightly, rebel the mold.

This is what I should have done now...... and I'm in the reflection group by myself.

After all, she's healthy and hard-working.

It sticks and makes me want to teach you again.

"Midea."

"Yes, what is it - wow, my body is tied to gold!?

I'm stopping it.

"Oh, really?"

I almost panicked shortly after I said I did it, but Midea quickly regained her composure.

Line up next to such a midea and point in the same direction.

Let me give you my right hand first.

Then Midea did the same, her right hand raised.

"Wah!

"It's a little magic, make the same move with the other body, that's all magic"

"Wow! I can do great magic as well as swords, Master."

Midea laughing innocently, not resisting at all.

What we're doing with this magic is, in short, two feathers, its superior version.

It's the same in the sense of being intimate with your body and making it good, and many people don't like it.

but Midea doesn't have that at all.

Without feeling any resistance or dust, it is left on me.

Innocent trust seemed healthy again.

"You don't ask me why I did this."

"Speaking of which, why?

I'm laughing.

"I'll teach you new moves"

"-! Really!

"Yeah, but as always, don't tell anyone I taught you."

"I know! My master is Nanas! I'm a nanostream gatekeeper!

Midea following faithfully the settings I made.

I taught him one thing ahead of Midea like that (,,).

Interlocking in a mirrored state, I slowly, slowly pull out my sword and try to set an example.

Break down the shape of the mould into several steps, one at a time, and try to do it slowly.

Midea made the same move, my magic forced her to make a stomach move.

Until just now the innocent smile disappeared without a trace.

Midea has a serious face and remembers the mold with her body.

Yes, with the body.

This is the quickest way to teach something.

This is how we do it, rather than explaining it in words.

Than painting it and leaving it in the form of a secret book.

Or rather than actually do it in front of me and show it to me and then tell me to do it.

It's best to jump across every way like that and let the person who can actually do it interact with the movement of the body to make the same movement and feel it.

Of course, I don't remember it as it was.

"Try Midea next time."

"Is that good?

"I'll do it at the same time, if there's movement, it goes smoothly, if there's not, it gets caught. So remember."

"I see, that's the master!

Midea also understood quickly, convinced me immediately of what I said and moved myself out.

There was just a scratch in the beginning.

but since I'm teaching exemplary moves, Midea fixed the catch to the tunnel.

Immerse yourself in it and repeat even.

Midea remembered well, so it ended sooner than expected.

"The movement is perfect now, train for the tunnels later"

"Yes! Thank you, Master. - Wow!

"What's going on? - Whoa!

I was surprised with Midea.

Nearly ten meters away from us, when he was coming, the servants of the mansion gathered to look at us.

It's like some kind of wild horse, looking at me and hissing.

"Hey, why are we all here?

"Ah... Master"

Midea calling me was looking straight next to me with an awkward face.

Ahead - there's a tree that's been slashed and fallen.

Well, that's why we're all here - more than that!

... I did it, Midea is so healthy, I'm obsessed with sticking with teaching.

I got a gut look at that.

"So, are you all right, Master?

"... it's okay, the shape is pretty advanced, I don't know if I just saw it."

"Oh my God!

"And if you don't know anything, it'll just look like you and I are practicing banquet art."

"Sure!

Me and Midea were in sync.

There's that kind of banquet art, and that should look like it now from the side.

And.

"What the hell is going on?

"I'm not sure"

"Are you practicing the art of synchronizing?

The conversation between the secretive servants, the wild horses, was also what I expected, so I was relieved.

of, but.

"That's the first generation, isn't it?

What?

I heard a dialogue that didn't abandon me.

I saw him, he was just a servant with no weird philosophy.

But the dialogue was different from that of the previous servants, so the other servants turned their gazes at the same time.

"What's the first generation?

"First generation, master of His Majesty's sword? It's an anecdote that I used to put my hands on each other with sticks, so that my movements would synchronize, so that my body could remember the shape of my sword."

Yes, no, no!?

Was that what you did, first generation?

"And it was the same thing now, wasn't it?

"Sure! But he didn't come with a stick."

"Is that magic?"

"Can you do that, my lord?

The story progresses acceleratively, it gets to the truth.

It's like, "My lord, you're amazing, aren't you?" Yet another step closer.

"Master..."

Midea looks at me with her troubled face, her face telling me what to do.

Oh, my God, I mean!

Don't leave me with such annoying anecdotes, first generation!!

You've done so much advanced, you found out on a servant level!