Common Sense of a Warrior

... how long has it been since I started to have just a day of strength building and bareback?

Your father, who saw my bare hands, suddenly stood before me saying, 'Watch it'.

What's the sudden matter with you not giving instructions to anything just watching all the time?

Before speaking of the question, your father began to look at the mould himself.

Do you mean to look and remember?

Though all sorts of questions have been left behind, I switch my head and concentrate on the movement in front of me.

Every move, I also forgot to blink to see your father's movements burn in my eyes.

"Practice."

That's what I said, and your father's demonstration is over.

Left alone, I move myself over and over, remembering what I burned in my eyes.

... but I don't think it's going to work.

Your body doesn't follow the image in your head.

The giddy and sweet is noticeable, and I get angry with myself for such a move.

Why can't you...!? That, by all means.

Maybe I feel more because I have an image of the movement I'm aiming for.

Then it goes without saying that moulding was added to the daily training menu.

"..."

Also, the mame crumbled.

If you look at it, the red on the palm of my hand is stained with a little bit of a wooden knife handle.

I wrapped it around my palm when I broke the hand wipe I had left.

... It doesn't hurt.

... It's not hard.

That it really hurts, that it's really hard... because I know.

Visible wounds heal.

What's really scary is... invisible, scratches.

Rather this pain...... this spiciness makes the fierce hatred that swirls in me burn more.

So I won't stop. I can't stop it.

That's how I let the bareback resume.

Repeat such training, even.

When I was taught to impregnate my body all the way through it, I started playing mock warfare with my brother.

Even when it comes to mock warfare, it's cute enough to strike lightly.

But it was great to tap the mould further into the body.

Doing it alone is still different than dealing with someone else.

I felt that way while doing it, saying that both were necessary training to be strong.

For this reason, training was conducted in parallel with your brother's meeting.

"Ha, ha... Huh!

I wiped the sweat from my forehead with my hands.

And keep it in the palm of your hand, drop your gaze.

By this time it was harder to get a mame in the palm of my hand and instead it was stiff and gothic...... it was like it was very not a girl's hand.

I am purely happy that the previous workouts seem to show up in shape.

Nimmari, if you look forward with a dark grin, your brother in front of you is tired or sitting around.

I was also repeatedly breathing rough with one hand there as if to place my center of gravity on my knee.

"Mary, we're meeting with Noon next."

Soon your father, who showed up, suddenly starts saying that.

The words frightened me for a moment.

But in the next moment, I understand the words, and I laugh.

Finally.

Finally, by the time we met with your father, you admitted it.

A feeling of fullness I've never felt and joy.

And a little, nervousness and fear.

"Best wishes......!

That's how the mock battle began this time one-on-one with your father.

Your father may have been a handful, but from me he was a relentless hitter.

"What's up, something like that?

Your father looks down at me falling in.

... did not arrive at all.

I thought I was a little stronger, but I was too helpless in front of your father.

Honestly, I regret it.

I looked up at your father as I crawled to the ground.

There is a historic difference between your father and me.

That's not enough experience and strength and speed and everything.

Then I must create a nanica to fill it.

... Even your father lost something that was unreasonably important in reality.

Then how strong should I be?

How strong can I be to fulfill what I want?

... I don't know.

But at least not yet, as your father seems to be looking down on you like this.

I push the ground with a trembling hand and I rise again.

"Not yet."

That's how I met with your father again.