I have a brother.

Kind, cool, glittering brother. God-chosen awesome brother. Always a grand brother.

You call me by name, brother.

Such a brother is with me.

I'm actually seven brothers, but only Brother Folka can I call you brother. No other brother or sister will allow me to speak. So only your brother is my brother.

Such a brother got depressed around December last year.

That brother, who was always bright and "ha-ha-ha-ha" with a nice laugh, looked scared and stuck in the school labyrinth.

Brother fighting "Smile Clowns" in the middle class on both the day to come and the day to come. He didn't tell me why, he didn't even let me help him, he was even beating the clown up.

At the beginning, I was only hit, and I found my mind and body worn out.

So I saved some money and bought potions and cooked dishes that might make me tired. That's about all I can do...

But your brother was amazing after all.

After a few months, "Smile Clown" is not the enemy! All the same, on the contrary, he flirts with mid-level BOSS. I've raised my level and been able to defeat "Smile Clowns" using my newly remembered skills in repeated battles.

Your brother was cool then...... "What?... Ha, ha - Ha, ha! Your move, I already saw it!".

I'll see... Indeed, your brother has become more and more involved in "Smile Clown" attacks within many battles. I can't believe the first time I defeated him, I used to send a monster attack with a single piece of paper like the brave man I saw in a picture book...

From there, your brother gradually got back on track.

But I didn't stop fighting "Smile Clown". I wonder if the aim wasn't to defeat BOSS alone...... I'm not sure, but even in Spring Break your brother attended during the school labyrinth middle level BOSS.

"Stop moving around! You can't beat me!

"Pfft, dull...... hi-ha!

Between BOSS mimicking circus rings, your brother is still fighting "Smile Clown" today. I will keep an eye on it from the audience.

"I'm telling you to wait! Yeah, why don't you stop?

"Ahhhhhhh..."

Is "Smile Clown" fearful of his brother after several attacks, riding a big ball for ball-riding and running around the stage in a gobble?

If they do that, even your brother can't catch up. 'Cause it's as fast as a carriage...... that's gobbling over there, rolling around gobbling over here. I get tired of chasing with my eyes, too.

"... Yikes!? Brother, it's dangerous!!

I thought "Smile Clown" was just fleeing, but the moment I turned around behind your brother, he came running for you! But your brother hasn't turned around yet. Oh, no!

On your brother's pinch, I accidentally got a voice. They say I shouldn't give advice or give a hand, but I can't stand it all the time. He's a bad boy who can't keep his word.

But when I wondered if your brother smiled at me like that all the time, he declared his skills activated without even looking behind him.

"Show it! [Water Wall]!

At that moment, water sprayed up from the ground to surround your brother. The current not only prevented the "smile clown" from advancing as if it were a wall, but pushed the clown up into the air with every ball.

There's nothing you can do about it if you do this, lumpy clown, and you just wiggle your hands and feet around in a jitter.

"Come on, it's over! [Pilebunker]!

There you go. Your brother goes after you. When the skill is activated, a silver aura surrounds the arm, shaped like a large pile. Your brother thrust it up all he wanted for the falling "Smile Clown".

Then, Gacon! There was a sound and a silver pile pierced the clown's body!

"Hmm... that's something he doesn't love."

Brother pulls out his penetrating fist and slightly disturbed hair. I can't even look at "Smile Clown" falling to the ground with a sledge.

And as the fallen clown turned into a magic vegetable, your brother slowly walked this way as he put together those sparkling particles...!

Or cool! It's been cool for a long time, but your brother is cooler now! School, yeah, the coolest thing in the kingdom! It fills my chest with pride that such a man is my brother.

"Hey, how'd it go? Emily."

Hiya!? I shouldn't, I was confused. I can't believe I didn't notice until your brother came in front of me...

"Oh? You're blurry, aren't you? Ha, I can't even do it! I saw my art. And it will be."

"Ugh, ugh!... Ah, towels! Tea too!"

Give him the towel he has prepared for his brother and pour the tea from the water bottle into the mug. Post-combat care is the only help I have been forgiven for. This can help your brother. You shouldn't neglect that.

"Huh... Thanks, Emilietta. Always a good idea!

"Yeah!"

My brother, who wiped his sweat with a towel, strokes my head and praises me. That alone made me kind of happy, and my stuck voice grew louder. It's a little embarrassing.

"Tea is delicious too... it seems to creep across your body. Hmmm...... this must be granian tea leaves with dried rose essence?

…… Oh, yeah. "

"Hehe, still. I'm not proud of it, but I'm just a little confident in handy tea. There would have been noise about a mixture of Moorish tea leaves, wouldn't there? Even then, I knew as soon as I could!

"Amazing, brother"

Your brother is sweet after all. You think of me as shy, and you soothed the place with a joke mixed with "Eusupuri".

The truth is, this tea, it's an amazing cheap tea leaf that I could even buy, but you thought it was bad to point it out, and your brother drinks it satisfactorily, "This tastes noble I deserve". The driving around here is your brother's kindness.

"Brother, do you want some cookies?

"Oh, I can feel it. I was just getting a little hungry. This fine care is that boulders are like my sister. Then don't hesitate."

"Yeah! Eat a lot"

This is also a crude cookie just for the dough, but my brother is happy to eat it by saying, "It's better to taste the ingredients without the mixture".

I'm sorry about all the poor stuff all the time, but your brother will eat anything I make. And he always compliments me.

"Yeah, well done"

That.

Then for a while I enjoyed the tea and the conversation as I ate the cookies with my brother.

"Hey, can I ask you something? Why are you so obsessed with" Smile Clowns "..."

Aim for when you take a breath with tea and sweets in your stomach and ask them in a subtle way. You didn't tell me when I was depressed, but I was wondering if you'd let me know if you were back to your original brother.

"Well, speaking of which, you didn't teach Emily. On the contrary, I haven't told anyone. But these things aren't all about talking. Secrets remain a secret... and that's one factor that increases my mystery."

...... it doesn't seem to work. Me and your brother thought it was the best thing in the family, but I knew I wouldn't tell you the important hiccups. Your brother is even a prince, and I am... aren't I?

Just a little...... just a little bit lonely. Out of the way, I tried to say, "I'm sorry," but my eyes don't laugh around me well. No... don't look like this.

"Ooh, ooh. I wonder what's wrong? Little doesn't make a lady look like that, does it? You also have noble blood. [M] You always have a good attitude in public..."

"Yeah...... sorry"

Look, I worried about your brother. I feel sorry for myself for coming here to help my brother but bothering him the other way around.

"Ahhhhhh... eh, I can't help it! It's special! Let me tell you something special."

"What!? Are you sure...?

"Oh, I don't mind. But don't tell me what to tell you now. Can you promise me that?

"Ugh! I promise!

I knew your brother was amazing! You're going to soak me up right away.

He said he would teach Himitsu to me alone... that his words would restore energy to my body.

"Then... yeah, I'll talk to you. Or, thank you?

"Thank you, brother!

Thus I could hear from my brother about Himitsu, whom I had always wondered.

"That's what I was..."

That's what I'm talking about.

Your brother has been fighting "Smile Clowns" for the past few months... it seems to have been to defeat "Smile Clowns" with one blow. And bare hands!

Anything, it seems Dr. Sayama from the High Department made him try it in front of the students. Even though "Smile Clown" is a low health for a BOSS monster, I can't believe it's a blow... it's amazing how high up the place is.

"Wow, you can do that. That Sayama teacher was such an amazing guy"

"Gu... Oh, that's thanks to a level of 20 over" Smile Clown "and defiant skills. Otherwise, it's not something that ordinary people like that can do!

"Oh, you're right."

"Yes!

After all, it's not something you can do normally. But your brother's trying to do that. Plus, at a lower level than Dr. Sayama! If you could do that, your brother is more amazing than a high school teacher... wow, that's really amazing!

"Amazing, brother!

"Ha, I'm feeling fast. But I suppose we'll be sending that praise again soon, won't we? Even me now can cut" Smile Clown "health by nearly half with a [Pyle Banker] blow. A little more level in the lower level, and if you get the hang of punching piles into steeples, it shouldn't be impossible!

Your brother said the pile of [Pilebunker] is so heavy that you can't set your aim well. To make it up to you, do you remember [Water Wall] or do you practice on "Smile Clowns" opponents who are lumpy?

Your brother is a genius, so I'm sure he'll be able to do it soon. So, we should keep moving towards our next goal. I, too, have to try to practice my skills and stuff so they don't leave me!

"Hi-hi, hi-hi, hi-hi..."

Hmmm!? This annoying laugh... did you expect the story to be over, "Smile Clown" was reappearing in the center of the ring. He sees us sitting in the audience and walks flunky as we juggle.

"Well, it looks like it's time"

Your brother, who saw it, stood up slowly tightening the tie that was loose. Also, fight "Smile Clown".

"Good luck, brother!

"Oh, next time I'll let you try it better!

That said, your brother flickers across the edge of the audience and descends into the ring. That back was so reliable, it made me think it wasn't impossible to defeat "Smile Clown" with one blow.

I have a brother.

Kind, cool, glittering brother. God allowed me to wave my sword, awesome brother. Brother with a royal style.

It's not "mechaquevara," you call my real name, my brother, the name your mother gave me.

Such a brother is with me.